Good Sense and Change

 

The concept of mortality serves as a governor on bliss. In the mix with guilt and shame and religious mumbo jumbo, it keeps pants on, skirts down and noses to the grindstone.

Well, sir, I suppose I'm about as guilty as the next fellow and I'm seventy eight years old. The life expectancy for a male in the UK is 78.6. I'm not about to be caught with any of that, " shoulda' done more of this, shoulda' done more of that," drivel on my lips at the end. 

Seems to me we were born for joy. Ignore the distractions.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war. 

Pigeon Gambles

Even your insignificance is overstated. 

If you have to ask the meaning of life, you're probably missing the ride. Believe me, you know as much about it as the highest paid guru in the business. Dave Bartholomew told us all we'll ever need to know. 

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

 

Chemtrail Cocktails

There are folks at work whose daily activity affects my well-being. They don't know me. Their time is spent arguing with cohorts, lying, conniving, cheating and preening. Their endeavours more directly affect the affluent, who give them enormous amounts of money, legally and otherwise, to influence their decisions.

Am I bragging when I tell you that I enjoy life more than politicians and tech bros? 

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

 

Mysterious Chemical Treasures

If truth weren't fleeting, maybe we would all be enlightened. I've had all the secrets revealed to me. More than once. It's a lot like keeping your eye on a floater, isn't it. As soon as you try to focus, it's moved on. Gone in a flash.

This much I have learned- the secret's not a secret. I've yet to see hate bring happiness. I've never seen a "good war." If there's any such thing as too much love, it has escaped my view. 

All those trite, bumper sticker platitudes are the wisdom of our age. You can't memorise them all. Just be nice and keep your mind on love. That should pretty much cover it.

Take your pants off when you can.

 

What Have We Learned?

 

No worrying that I've ever done has benefitted me or anyone else. Oh, I'd give it up if I could. Wouldn't we all? If the world consists of worriers and non-worriers, I guess I'm lucky enough to be on the non-worrier team. Still though, I find myself fretting about death, anxious about climate change, agonising over politics.

I want to giggle like the gurus and play naked at the beach. Stuff's gonna happen and my worrying won't change it.

Love hard.

Right Now In A Minute

 

Interesting times and rainy days. Blogs, social media, streaming channels, AI. Alcohol, drugs, ultra-processed foods and hot pickles. Self-driving cars, self-checkout and pandemics.

Maybe I'll read for a bit and stare off into space. Then maybe it will be time for another meal.

The illusion of control is the original cosmic joke, isn't it?

Hold on for the ride. It's better to err on the side of kindness.

Just My Luck

 

Pardon me if I don't take any of this seriously enough. My background in wringing my hands at ringside prepared me for just this moment in history. Oh, how I fretted when the villain slipped the illegal, foreign object into the ring, hidden brazenly in his trunks! Funny how I always seemed to see it immediately and the referee never detected it until the blood splattered all over the front row!

Of course I lose sleep worrying about folks losing their jobs, their healthcare, their family members. It breaks my heart to see families split over political babble.

If I could wave a wand and fix it all, I would. Meantime, I will enjoy the life that that I live and keep my mind on the love that I have.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.