You could call this a personal creative fiction journal about a world traveler and his evolving life.
He saw the warmth of Americans vanish with the once large friendly middle class. Was there a Camelot, when we thought of ourselves as a good nation?
The powers that be have been holding our country hostage since Reagan took away the power of the unions and Neoconservatives took over the Republican Party!
Will we ever stop our declining ways?
(sorry for typos!)
watchin' this documentary...about John Lennon as if he was a poet from this other artist who claims to have taught him while Mia Farrow watched intently...the beginnings of the symbols of the then newly evolving hippy culture who epitomizes my feelings towards the hippy culture and love of the mother earth... I watch Alanis Morisset and her attitude towards Letterman's flirting... Alanis stands for the angry matriarch of the culture brought out in songs...
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Lord, or the universal energies that give you periodic signs , sometimes more and more frequently, ie. I said Baby,,, the tv says baby girl...
there's a word I just say and the tv says it almost synchronistical...
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