The hopeful sh…tuff from the other night; i.e., Al Gore tell us a story & us on the brink

 of something beta, yada, in the midst of this more real documented means to an end, was

 no more than whimsy infused lyric as has it all been.  So be it; …so we procreate and go

 on making a little headway as minute rings within rings until the nothing finishes us off?

All at’s somewhat tangible iz th calendar/schedule on the refrigerator, the rest is sh…tuff

   I suppose…alrighty then. 

I’ll just vote for…whatever

Democrat and ride the wave;

..Imagine that it feels righteous

Hey, I’m jus glad for the wakeup.

Fall is in the air, winery gigs beside

Stoked fireplaces,  and autumn vistas

Outside big bay windows are in season

…again.  As long as we can hang-on to 50%

Of our gross market value,  …we can make rent

Sure,  …we own a mortgage but we’re just renters here

All of us on borrowed time; …they killed the love beyond compare. 

They took her...out for a ride in the hesitant countryside & hit er on the head with a spade. 

~~+~~=~~~~~~~~

db:  re Gore. Why in the hell isn't he pounding the turf?

mbear:  that savvy doesn’t filter down this far along in the pecking order of things;

if u don’t know then mine & I sure won’t even do 2 speculate as 2 th heart o th matter.

But I suppose he’s fearful, just like any one of us anymore.  Not crybaby but…tentative;   

maybe even phlegmatic for lack of due recourse to stop the flow of mediocrity’s epoch.

If only it were true:   

“~~That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, ~~That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, …”

… Probably coulda been within GOP capabilities had there not been the bloodlust need to expand ever outward over weaker territories; rapt in dread cloth & dipped in gasoline.

Who out there really is of the people, by the people, for the people anymore?  & if noone,

Then how does one show her/his gratitude for our country? Shut-up, pay, suffer, age, die?

Earn a degree in espionage and become “nobody” for god, country, corps?  Meditate in id

tranquility while puttin all th past on a deep shelf beneath th new waves o dew pond Zen?