Oh boy. It said a weather shift was coming, or a pattern change, but not a paradigm shift unfortunately. What the world needs now is a good old fashioned paradigm shift, if you ask me. Today it will be a hot one, but mornings are nice and cool. I have done so much work lately there is little left to do at the moment. I can wait for the pattern shift. I continue to find more efficient and cost effective ways to perform my usual tasks-- more INTELLIGENT ways to accomplish various tasks, and that is always so gratifying.
My private jungle is at the point now of needing occasional trimming, simply to enable me to move about within it. I'm thinking about novel strategies for this winter. I'm not so sure that I want to remove the dead growth and contemplate using baling wire to assemble "structures" with some eye appeal. I durst not call them "art"-- no, no! I dasn't! I durst not! That would be somewhat akin to casting aspersions upon the many, many, victims of the American Dream! It's a dream for the tope 2% and bullshit for everybody else, if not an outright nightmare. But one might well cast aspersions AT the American Dream, that devourer of minds, bodies, lives, and even souls. But that's up to you. I know where I stand.
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