You're welcome for the music, Heath. Well, I didn’t record it …just took one down & passed it around.

YESSIR,

”We've heard the great poets, philosophers, playwrights, scientists, song writers, and political orators. We've read the history books. … And here we are!”

& Yes,

We ARE here [SO IT IS] & aiming to make headway, daily. You know it’s true. But the RUB, dear learned sir, is that within the circumference of this circle-of-billions lies another sort of meat to the pie, a pair of them, if you will: Your old money shifting whichever burning bigots like spigots with the big keys to the cities (for some gawdawful head-scratching reason that still has me baffled each-n-every blessed mind-numbing day) & your hoards of loudmouthed-illiterate-toadies to wingnut-pundit-shills, bloody-hell, that for some dire circumstance have learned to usurp (or jingo-jangle) the means .. and facilitate (or dimwittedly cut & paste party-line rhetoric with poor diction to say the least, oh jeez) the destruction of benevolent creativity and the constipation of compassionate evolution; binding us all to a shit-stain of human pain far too far beyond learning, growing, hunting, gathering, sporting, cavorting, and fucking pains, and so hellishly disgraceful into mindless use of lives and livelihoods pains that NEVER EVER HAD TO BE a thorn in the side of our existentially connective drum beat of abundant life & limb. & these fanatical &/or fortuitous flabbergasting f#ckthumbs have NOT themselves found a lick of meaningful logic, reason, or means of human evolution whatsoever, from those great romantic poets, philosophers, playwrights, scientists, song writers, political orators, & the history books &/or The People’s History… (for that matter, seriously) strewn all about the place. Scattered Here, There, & Everywhere, for bloodshot decades, to be experienced and understood well enough to propagate the seeds of enlightenment a hundred times over, so that we may all get on with something NOT bound & gagged by pragmatic patterns of lies, deceit, & so perpetuated a poultice of poison piss! & there doesn’t seem to be a damn thing you or I or even far greater munificent individuals of brilliant bubble-bursting waves upon glorious peaceful warrior waves of brainpower seem to be able to do to assist history’s best philosophical energies into the crossed-wired dank density of BrigaDIRE General Nuisance & his trusty toady Peabee Goober’s colossally destructive & eternally gooey puke-inducing-truth-abhorring gray matter. & it just keeps going & GOING from one despoiled epoch to the next….

AND

SO

. . T H E N . .

HERE

WE

ARE !