I
have the worse case of writers block I have ever had. I don't know if
I am really a writer. I record my musings in a blog. I really don't
want to write about the craziness in the world and I have made my
recommendations for how we should deal with it many times.
I
awoke this Morning happy to greet the day, I was at peace with myself
and with the world. I did the crossword puzzle. I let my chickens out
and gave the sheep some water. Filled my sink up with hot water to
let my dishes soak, I am sure the water is getting cold by now.
I
have three things I read on the internet every Friday Morning. I have
been sitting here dozing off and occasionally getting up to do this
or that.
Any
inspiration..................no, the only thing that comes into my
mind is, why are dogs so heavy when they are laying on your blankets?
Our dog Xena, a Yorkie-poo, sleeps with me. I usually can get up and
back in bed without incident. This Morning I got up about 5:00 and
when I came back to bed I couldn't get the sheet back on me. I pulled
on it and pulled on it. She can't weigh more than 7 pounds. How is
she able to defy the law of physics and pin down the sheet? I suppose
I could have really yanked it from under her. Instead I slept with
only a quilt covering the rest of the Night.
I
don't have any more fascinating stories. There is so much I could
comment on but I would like to see things play out a little more. The
proposed tax bill appears to be national suicide, undercutting the
working and middle class, who are the very people who need to
purchase things to survive. Without there participation the economy
doesn't have a chance. Well, it looks like it [the economy] is in the
dumper anyway. It is teetering and a crash is coming soon. We are
losing control of the petrodollar and our dominance as the World
Reserve Currency. It is almost as if the top 1% is trying to suck up
as much as they can before the excrement hits the fan.
Let's
keep our noses out of the idiot box and celebrate this marvelous
Friday. There is life outside of the main stream media and the
alternative media too; they are both just different thermometers
measuring a very sick, fevered world.
Let's
dream of our new world. A world where people actually love and take
care of each other.
Love
and Peace, Gregg
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