1) Darrow had a different opinion of Lady Bushwood.
She said it's not as easy to measure up a woman like it is to measure up a man.
She said, men are more basic. Especially the men who think their not basic. Those are definitely basic. 2) Men are like tapoles. They are not yet what they’re meant to be.
She definitely has me pegged.
God only knows what I’m mean to be.
Darrow had only delivered groceries out to Lady’s lake cabin a couple of times.
They sat and talked for hours one afternoon. Only one.

1) These women, these
mothers, these people.
My fellow men,
Chuck your pen, your paper and your archaic principles.
Are you afraid to bow down and relinquish control to those whom birth our population.
As if they can not make a choice. 2) In her life and in the carry give way to her.
Your archaic grip means nothing to these women.
She has always been the giver.
And it has never in no part been a shared responsibility.

1)The 1960’s Mother ground down with lies from the other. Unsupported by the limp society of times.
She was left alone, with three children in tow.
Curse the reality of that time.
This woman accomplished greatness.
Two jobs brought bulged veins which colored her young legs blue. 2)She did not let it cripple her.
She cricled life with female comrades and built upon that.
This woman with no formal education protected her children as she did her self worth.
She danced with her offspring to teach them how life can move if you take it on...

1) Holy shit I'm fucking useless.
What will i do about my art?
I say to myself.
How can I possibly express my myself better?
Can i? 2) I dramatically say to myself, will I die not knowing the answer to this question?
Should I pretend as others do that they do not question their authenticity?
I tell myself this daily.

1) To my old friends on the Force:
Listen please;
Police shoving a senior citizen to the ground for doing nothing while he was in a peaceful protest about police killing a handcuffed black man who was not resisting arrest. 2) This African American surrounded by three other officers who could hear this black man, our brother, your brother plead for his life.
And they do nothing, these peace makers, these who serve the people.

1) As a young New Yorker, when I became part of the work force, driving trucks for delivery, labor, , cleaning crew, bussing tables, security at bars and restaurants and such.
I worked mostly with immigrants on most of those jobs. 2) I could name them by name, the folks I remember getting to know, however the list would be too long.
These people have always been the core of the work force in NYC and so many more cities in our country.
Today they are the courageous ones.

1) TEARCATCHER
Journal: I was thinking about the way I look today for a long time, maybe too long. I was out and about by the pond in the park. I was thinking about how people perceive me, how people see me. 2) I know that they use their eyeballs to see me, but I thought today I’d take the question a bit further, a bit deeper.
I thought I’d just take a while and think about what more is there past the eyeball and eyeball socket and stuff.

1) A death in a family is a complex change in that family.
The emotion we each feel differently simply because of the loss can be enormous.
Other complexities like having to deal with the history of that persons life up to their death may come rushing forward. 2) Events and conflict from long ago.
Events and or a conflict that may have effected each of us differently and commonly has molded us into who we are.
Whether we like it or not.
Or whether others like it or not.
The question that comes to mind will change in us happen now.

1) Let me just say something about monkeys and their ability to scare the SH*T out of me.
There used to be a monkey petting place in florida when I was a child. "Monkey world" "Monkey jungle" something like that. 2) It was not a fun place however i was taken their many times. Held hostage by whoever of the other children wanted to go there, whoever of the adults thought it was good idea, and the supposed fraudulent uniqueness of this place.

1) .@docbax It starts with all three branches of the government. It's clear what has2b done. The senate needs to join the house. The justice department needs to engage ice and the border patrol. 2) The whole system needs to be reworked.It needs to start today. I've been to the border. I don't want to see enforcement and border workers lose their jobs. No way. They are in fact mostly good people.

1) I see, so now the death of an innocent doesn't move us.
A paper cut moves us but not the death of a family.
We are fleeing from our country.
We have become immigrants.All of us right now. 2) The left and the right.
Immigrants.
We are fleeing our countries present political climate and we our fleeing our history of trying to right wrongs

1) Things according to me.
Talk about family it reminds you who you are.
Like it or not.
You can't do all things right.
You can try.. 2) Things according to me.
I hate liars.
I hate myself when I lie.
I forgive neither.
Use the mirror to check yourself for real issues.
Practical things..

1) To all the people out there everywhere.
Who have shoveled sh*t.
Dug ditches.
Mowed lawns.
Cleaned toilets.
Washed dishes in a diner.
Laid dry wall. 2) You people.
Who have short order cooked.
Cleaned up blood in emergency rooms of hospitals during the late shift.
Who have cashiered at a convenience stores
somewhere in this world.

1) The young. The goo goo eyes.
The young. Deer caught in head lights.
The young. Naive.
The young. Hiding their true selves... 2) The young. Experimenting constantly even if they don't recognize it as so.
The young.
Their finger on the pulse of now and what will happen in the near future.
And to them it's just having FUN.

1) Just for a laugh; Let me just say something about monkeys and their ability to scare the SH*T out of me. There used to be a monkey petting place in florida when I was a child. "Monkey world" "Monkey jungle" something like that.. 2) It was not a fun place however i was taken their many times. Held hostage by whoever of the other children wanted to go there, whoever of the adults thought it was good idea, and the supposed fraudulent uniqueness of this place..

1/ I'm a monkey with an organ grinding friend. I don't really like my friend. He does give me nuts. Hard on the teeth. What's so entertaining about the two of us. Is this world starved for entertainment Are we that far gone. That even with the internet we still need me, this, 2/ organ grinders with monkeys. I'd like some new cloths this French sailor outfit isn't cutting it anymore. If I could get out of this collar I'd split. I'd run. I hate organ music it sounds broken.The organ grinder cranks out these tunes. I'll commit monkey suicide one day.

1) I blame the Girl Scouts and their fricken cookies.
I covet them. The cookies not the Girl Scouts. After all they are Scouts and are needed out there.
Scouting. I guess. Scouting.
They have names of cookies I've never heard of, never dreamed of... 2) It's as if the Girl Scouts have this magical place where all these oddly named cookies are made or created or magically appear im not sure. I am however sure of who I am. My name and things and that these cookies are too good. Way too good. So good they shouldn't be allowed..