The Backside of Life
A little poem I came up with yesterday ….. I’m living the backside of life and looking downRight side up and turned around a book of past lives filled up with sight and sound I smile a relief in knowing that only me in all of history will experience this and be boundA secret tale…
Meaning
Why has the world, more specifically my world in the USA, been constructed to end up like it is now? Wow – now that’s a big question, and I suspect that if you ask 100 different people that question you might end up with 1000’s of different answers. However, it might be quite possible to…
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