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Representation If I don't laugh.. I am going 2 cry and then do something drastic..like really buying a gun and shoot every SOB wearing a MAGA hat. How can it be explained ..that ideologies don't matter.. policies don't matter. and the color of one's skin doesn't matter. Last night I cried for US watching "As I See It" I cried not because of healthcare, Obama's ACA, not for Black Lives Matter, not for those who have died, but for the living (although Sandy Hook got me) I didn't cry, in hope or fear, because we elected the First "Black"president. I cried because we had forgotten what an "American" President looks like. It Transcends ideology and policy. It transcends race and religion.. It goes right 2 "heart" of the matter as what kind of person you can trust. What kind of person you want give the reigns , What kind of person represents our "better angels". I cried because many of you think that's not "good" enough.. It seems I cried for Us....and at the same time never been so pissed off.. We elect a President 2 represent Us..and then forget what that representation means... Does it mean the color of our skin? Does it mean our ideology, Does it mean our might, instead of our right? Does it mean we are a different kind of human being? Does it mean we are FIRST, does it mean we are GREAT? Does it mean we can lie? Does it mean we H does it mean we fear? Does it mean the "Art of the Deal"? The founding father wrote a Constitution. freedom, justice, equality and liberty . Somethings went without sayin .They had it.. 2 be able 2 write it.... Those words... freedom, justice, equality and liberty..have no meaning without the word that makes America great... EMPATHY.. It's was Never meant 2 be about YOU.. it's meant 2 be about US How I fear.....That it's NOT we have just forgotten the unspoken. but that our current chosen representation is who we are. I fear that many who would agree with ME, forget it goes both ways...you don't get 2 choose your empathy. I fear that if you choose it, you can choose not 2 have it. I honestly don't know how much longer, I can feel sorry for the Trump supporter. I know it will happen when I buy a gun.. I too will have chosen to forget the unspoken. |
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I have always said.. love is about what you give..and not what you get. So too is EMPATHY... Anyway.. it's about LOVE... "Love Anyway",,, Kina Grannis I woke to a bitter scene The whole world was crumblin' I cried to the guileless moon The wolves came to comfort me And just as I fell asleep I heard they were crying, too If we're all hurting these days Maybe it's time we find a way To love, love, love, love, love anyway As dewdrops and morning fell The sun came and wished me well And so, I was on my way I sat in the broken weeds And wove them into tapestries And watched as the remnants swayed Feeling that we are all the same All of one heartbeat, different names And we can love, love, love, love, love anyway How do we get How do we get Get to the other side of it? How do we get How do we get How do we get through the fight in it? How do we get How do we get How do we get to the light in it? If we can make it through the gray Maybe, we'll find a better way If we love, love, love, love, love anyway.
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People don't understand you have to live it, to understand it.. In 1969...Peter, Paul and Mary, released a song that became very popular.. "Leavin on a Jet Plane".. written by John Denver.. WHEN John Denver wrote it it meant something to him...WHEN Peter Paul and Mary.. sang it.. It meant something different.. Pretty hard to understand, unless you lived it. "Leavin on a Jet Plane" became a protest song.. in 1969 When John Denver wrote it some years prior.... it could make you sad. Peter, Paul, and Mary.. sang it.. And if you lived during the Vietnam War...When so many didn't come back..It would make you cry "All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go I'm standing here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn Already I'm so lonesome I could cry. So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go. I'm leavin' on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh, babe, I hate to go. There's so many times I've let you down So many times I've played around I tell you now, they don't mean a thing Every place I go, I think of you Every song I sing, I sing for you When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring. So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go. I'm leavin' on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh, babe, I hate to go. Now the time has come to leave you One more time let me kiss you Then close your eyes, and I'll be on my way. Dream about the days to come When I won't have to leave alone About the times, I won't have to say, So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go. I'm leavin' on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh, babe, I hate to go.
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Our lives are not measured..where we live. the size of our bank account or stock portfolio, Our lives are not measured in our successes and failures..our wins and loses. Our lives are measured in the the empty kisses, the empty smiles, the empty arms we leave behind. Grab them, hold them and kiss them...... while you can . When it's just about you.. you can measure your life.. with a used up roll of toilet paper!
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10/17/2020 11:52 am |
I'm optimistic ... I don't believe the collective "we" forgot what a US President looks like ... I don't believe the collective "we" forgot what a US Senator looks like either ... and I don't believe the collective "we" forgot what a coward afraid of a debate looks like. On election day we're gonna take out some more trash 
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