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It's a funny thing that happens to most of us. Life (such an ordinary thing), living (putting food in our mouth and all that) and the pouring of emotions on our world stage is but a glimmer in time.

It seems that with age comes many chronic problems, but the one that stands out most is my true appreciation for most of my fellow travelers (not the greedy souls who suck us dry, nor the selfish ones who cry why), but the ones I love. The ones we love.

(the rise in income inequality equates with the Reagan years.)

St. Ronald the Reagan was not the beneficial leader some of us have come to believe. He was a shill. Nothing more, nothing less...

Reckonings and redemptions are harsh folk. Beware the trail you leave if you fail to understand; it is ridden with ash and gore. A gasping people await to breathe again and this will come; all untruths must pass eventually.

We are alive (we always have been.) We care about things. This is how it begins and ends. History is a bitch.