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[only two of you will get this. it's for you. special shout-out to all who hail Eris. all 23 of you.]

LOL!

Oh, and Hunter can read this too. But I'm not laughing on that one.

Okay, look at the sky. Just look at it. No, really look at it.

Shut up and do it.

That's it. Period,

Come on, admit it; it's beautiful. Okay, unless you REALLY know it has signs of a hurricane or something about to smack down your whole shit, no matter what it looks like right now, it's beautiful.

And the difference between real, and imagined, Fear.

Or should I say Fear™, as it now appears to be. But on thought, and not a second, it's been around for centuries, hasn't it?

And destroys all.

Why are you unhappy? No, really.

Imagine one moment you DON'T go to work tomorrow. What's happens?

No, answer that question without Fear™. Cut out the, "I'll lose my job, I'll lose wages, people will hate me, there's a big conference tomorrow I just can't miss"--drop that. That's Fear™. IT'S A LIE. Most likely, none, or next to none of this, will ever happen; you've just WASTED a shitload of your happiness worrying about BULLSHIT.

WHAT WILL ACTUALLY HAPPEN?!

[Actual answer I got tonight on that one: "Uh, the delivery of tomatoes will be delayed a few hours."]

All this politics stuff? Everything I'm screaming about, and have been since as long as I can remember?

BULLSHIT.

Except I want to just sit here and look at that sky.

I want to do that, without you taxing it, without you putting rules on which direction I look, without paying $10M dollars and having to own the rights for that particular blue dot (when I "stupidly" chose to digitally reproduce it that moment, cuz gosh it was a NICE blue dot), on whether or not I call it pretty just because it's grey today, and "Oh my god! Stop the world! It might rain!"

Like chill out. It's just rain.

Unless like I said it's a hurricane; okay that's REAL fear. But few grey clouds are hurricanes, okay?!

The imagined horrible scenario rarely, if ever, happens.

And so you spend your whole life preparing for tradegies that simply aren't occurring.

And so you spend your whole life preparing to die, when you're not going to. Until you do. So why plan it? And more importantly, why WORK to do it?

So I was talking to a person who's a "conservative" I totally agreed with. Except he didn't think we agreed, because I didn't use the same language. A Republican I BEGGED run for city council.

Oh, yeah, he'll do that. He wants to. In 10 years, because that's what he's TOLD. He's ready, right now. It's in his heart, this second, but he won't because you people put FEAR in him and it's BULL.

Quit arguing over sematics, people. Quit listening to this bullshit.

We all just want to look at the sky.

David is right; all the words, ALL OF THEM--liberal, neo-whatver, conservative, red, blue, black, white, Green, Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, Socialist,

drop them all. I mean DO IT, don't just think about it.

Because we all just want to look at the sky.

That's it. Period,

and finally at peace, this moment first ever, with the passing of Hunter S. Thompson. ...

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....................Though I'm gonna to cry now again anyway. It's my fucking right to do so.

Hail Eris!