Thank you, Harry. Hopefully, no matter the challenge, my will to enjoy many years ahead in good health with my family and friends will adhere to the path carved out by my parents.
This past year, inclusive of trump, protests spotlighting the ongoing nature of human injustice, misdiagnosed cancer, need to quarantine, over long, furious fires poluting air quality with such an unhealthy abundance of ash and smoke as to be unfit to breathe throughout CA, Oregon, WA, Wyoming, Montana and so on, throughout the western states where AZ is setting blazing hot records while tornados, swirling throughout the Midwest and hurricanes sweeping toward the southeast with such defiance as to smash through town after town as if human dwellings are made of matchsticks ... what more may we have to contend with if trump tantrums on Twitter, non stop, upon losing or even worse, where shall we choose to live in peace if he with the demented think tank—wins!
If we don't refocus our intelligence toward how best to recreate a better quality of life by saving our nation and planet from human destruction then our innate power of intuitive thought will be consumed by runaway fear coupling with fury grown so explosive as to burn our spirits' natural bent toward embracing positive attitudes to a crisp, leaving us crying in half empty cups as climate change and political Tomfoolery overwhelm our brains' natural desire to stand, strongly reunited, fully intent upon repairing each layer of corrosive damage, with which narrow minded complacency has left us to contend, forsooth (Thank goodness, Shakespeare feels need to keep an eye on me so as to know when to spread his wingspan and swoop down from on high in hopes of reminding my over active brain to wind down my soliloquy since I’ve vented more than enough for right now.
If we don't refocus our intelligence toward how best to recreate a better quality of life by saving our nation and planet from human destruction then our innate power of intuitive thought will be consumed by runaway fear coupling with fury grown so explosive as to burn our spirits' natural bent toward embracing positive attitudes to a crisp, leaving us crying in half empty cups as climate change and political Tomfoolery overwhelm our brains' natural desire to stand, strongly reunited, fully intent upon repairing each layer of corrosive damage, with which narrow minded complacency has left us to contend, forsooth (Thank goodness, Shakespeare feels need to keep an eye on me so as to know when to spread his wingspan and swoop down from on high in hopes of reminding my over active brain to wind down my soliloquy since I’ve vented more than enough for right now.
As you can see, maintaining a zen state of inner peace presents quite a challenge to a mind that proves as over active as Is mine when left on its own, overlong. And as I have a doctor's appt. coming up, I'll send you and yours our best wishes for a happy, healthy New Year, wrapped in lots of love before calling it a wrap for today.
❤️🙋🏻♀️Annie
❤️🙋🏻♀️Annie
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