So the pragmatist must choose to realize that the biggest big dollar revenue streams are

plugged into the worst vitriolic machinations of the planet and that’s just fucking that, get

used to it, get on line with it to your best ability or miss out on the conquest, and mine

this bitch for all she’s worth until the last drop of blood is consumed? 

The strong (of arm) will sift out the weak (of stomach), c’est la guerre.

Or is there attainable some logical working middle ground if the truly wisest of all our

minds can gather in a summit of valor? 

NO! (Are you kidding me, yeah bleeding heart conscientious objectin bastids!) NO!  It’s MINE,

sayeth the lords and ladies of this desolation station Earth.  Mine, mine, MINE!

Humanity is not a plague on this planet, its dogma-infused oligarchic strong-arms & their non-reading

mobs of sheeple are.  Maybe I am too, but don’t know it yet.  You too perhaps.  & that, by design, means

we’re so fucking fucked…    unless someone or some many of wherewithal are willing to risk the chopping

block for sake of life & liberty.   Compromising with the worst of humanity’s thinkers CANNOT EVER  lead

to peace, only chains & death for those outside the walls.  Maybe that’s the rub, this is all moot of the most

pointless rubbish; the fuse was lit so long ago, humanity’s a bust …so reserve your ticket on the Zion Train

and pay your taxes and learn to love the stain.     Bummer, the very asshalves who, as grade school kids, we

despised on the playground (& learned to repel for sake of personal space & liberty) have taken over.  The

“Me, Me, My, My, Waah, Waah, Now, Now ‘cause I’m in charge NOW  (& I’ll brain your ass!)”  ilk have

colonized us.    Oh, wait, no, no, but the pragmatists are not sheeple,  ‘cause they are actively piecing it

all together to make heads-or-tails of it, so they’re the cunning ones on the cusp of this, perhaps not

sound, presently, but statistically logical paradigm. 

Awe, nuts!   Rubadub-dub, thanx for the snub, …yeaahhhhhhhhyyyy, God…. 

[a friend (soul sista) of mine, one of the warmest most generous beings & her two friends, we're struck head-on by a wrong-way semi last night on the way home from work, all are dead but the passenger who was broken-up inside & out but is expected to recover and my friend who was thrown, both her and the seat, out of the vehicle, and is now very broken and in a coma.  so life continues...while others...well......... (so we here will try to keep those positive energies flowing for the remainder of the day, ...carpe diem, ...i wish u all well in your endeavors, may your lunches be yummy, your red lights be few........]