under the full moon a bright day dawns, oddly in March

//07:59a + 29Mar21 = Monday. Again. Dammit || ‘You Can You Mend a Broken Heart?’ sings Al Green, on Jazz Theatre, on keXp, played by g.s. John Gilbreath – here’s to trying, eh?//

So something changes – say, what fucking time it is (according to everyone); then something else happens – say, beyond all hope science provides assistance in your natural ability to stay alive; then it just so happens that you kinda know what time it is (according to everyone) – does that prove … science fixed my time dilation? Hmmm…

How do you fight for what is essentially the definition of ‘good’ and ‘just’? Why would you have to fight for that? Suspect there’s an insidious answer there, perhaps about how it’s all just a distraction choreographed by those who hold and wield the actual power on this planet. Thus – how to curtail their evil and malicious actions? Prob the big question, eh?

… and yet another ‘huh, guess I’ll get that out tomorrow’ post. Hmmm

ciao,
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Respice ad diem hanc | “Don’t Forget to Be Awesome”