There is something I always tell people that if they read
this they will know immediately who is writing this blog. I write under this alias(?)
of a name so I can say what I want to say and not have to listen to people tell
me how wrong I am. And as you know dear reader I never tell you what to do or
think, yet….
Do not grow old. Live long, prosper, live a fruitful life,
but under no circumstances grow old. It is way too much of a pain to bend down
and try to pick something up or be extra careful with just about every movement
so you don’t throw your back out. Or watch what you eat or drink, how much you
exercise, why getting out of bed is an immense struggle just to put your feet
on the floor. You ever hear the phrase you must give thanks every morning when
you sit up and put your feet on the floor. When you get old, you certainly
understand that phrase with multiple meanings.
And for your paranoid, outrageous conspiracy theory of the
day. Have you ever wondered why Trump is so okay with Putin taking over
Ukraine, you know a border country that really isn’t Russia’s yet he makes
believe it is Russian. Why would Trump even care? I don’t know, yet if I was
the Mexican President I might want to know.
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