“Be discerning….and wise.”
This is the message I hear from the Allfather. I think it is necessary in these troubled times. Do not be so quick to vilify those who have a different opinion than you do, even if you find it loathsome, something is to be learned. Something may be gained. We may find strange allies in these difficult times, those we previously may have counted as allies and friends, may bear false witness against us.
“Be discerning…and wise.”
Open ourselves and ask why in all things. If it feels wrong or corrupt, it probably is. If the crowd tries to tell you blue is red do not agree, even if it makes you popular. Use your good judgement. Learn to thrive in troubled times. Take lessons from your surroundings. Nature can show us. Give us wisdom. Teach us to thrive in the most hostile environment.
Time to resist
Seems the chump monkey
Has done every goddamn nightmare scenario
How many times were you fucking trumpkins
Warned from the get go
One big D.C. Groupfuck
All that woman hating honky cock
Half the senate bowing down
Selling out American pride
Bend down Senator and open wide
For a taste of prezzie cock
Pump it harder your two yes boys can’t get enough
while they sell the rest of us out
Pump and swallow Mitch McConnell
Pump and swallow Paul Ryan
You’re only good for cocksucking and lying
Traitors one and all
Fuck every goddamn one
Impeach the baboon and then what we got?
Commander Pence left to play god
Or maybe that’s what the fascists wanted all along
Let the baboon play awhile until they take charge
I ask and implore
To all those Americans who checked this chumps coat at the door
Who believed in an ugly America
A filthy America
A place of wealth ruled by scum
What now traitors?
You’re just as fucking guilty
About two weeks ago I had a dream that I just can’t get out of my head. I dreamt that I was at my parent’s home. (Both are deceased) They seemed to be in their 50’s, and I was my actual age now, which is 40. Every time I dream of them, they are the same as in life, but yet slightly different. I can’t explain it or put it into words. Just different.
In the dream my father beckoned me to come outside. It was dusk and the sky was rapidly growing dark. He pointed to the sky and said look. Above us I saw several silver spirals swirling.
See it he said. Those are portals opening.
Then my mother directed me to look at another portion of the sky. There I saw a massive tower, much like that in the Tarot, and it was crumbling.
See the tower my mother said.
Then I woke up. It was around 2 am. I automatically reach for my phone to see if something in the news pointed to our world falling apart. Nothing more than usual. But I wonder. I wonder, I fear, and I seethe with anger.