Friday, September 30, 2022

GO ASK ALICE ???? OR JUST HUNT DOWN A PSYCHIATRIST?

                                                                



You've heard it described as "psychedelic mushrooms"

 but did you know that the substance of interest

 [i.e., psilocybin] is

actually generated by 200 different species of fungi? ...



Well, here's the best news: not only is it being looked at for treating major depression but as an antidote for personality disorders, as well. 

This includes

'political fanaticism'

Funny how I already guessed that such fanaticism was a mental disorder !!!

Is there a truck load of fungi for this poor chap?  

His 15 year old biological mother certainly did us a disservice...

Wednesday, August 31, 2022

SHHHH! CAN YOU HEAR IT?

 



The End of Summer

August's bags are packed;

Our itinerary takes its cue;

And, if you strain to listen in,

September nears debut.

Whispers of mounting dismissal

Rush before loose ends;

Reddened skies are all the rage

As summer's sun descends...

What is the rush?

[One always asks],

And others soon implore:

The grape is still a verdant green

And dreams we have in scores!

The corn is ripe for picking;

It haunts the richest fields;

They'll soon be fallow, once again:

To 'fate', our summer yields...

poem by L.P.-G.  c. 8/2022

Friday, August 19, 2022

IT'S LONG BEEN ACKNOWLEDGED

 

AS A VERY, VERY  DEEP WOUND (I.E., LOSING A CHILD)

Our collective hearts go out to journalist

Richard Engel and his family...


... and that is precisely why musician/song-writer

E. Clapton penned these lyrics


Would you know my name?
If I saw you in heaven
Would it be the same?
If I saw you in heaven

I must be strong
And carry on
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven



Would you hold my hand?
If I saw you in heaven
Would you help me stand?
If I saw you in heaven

I'll find my way
Through night and day
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven

Time can bring you down
Time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart
Have you begging please
Begging please

Beyond the door
There's peace, I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven

Would you know my name?
If I saw you in heaven
Would you be the same?
If I saw you in heaven

I must be strong
And carry on
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven


Tuesday, August 16, 2022

DOING THE RIGHT THING IN REFUTING TRUMP'S BIG LIE

 

...has most unfairly hurt Liz Cheney but most forms of fascism proceed in this particular way. That is to say, by singling out the 'enemy' and subsequently demonizing him/her to the maximum, select troops can be effectively galvanized for battle. Moreover, those very troops were in plain sight on 1-6-2021. Misguided faith, fervor, religiosity, and religious practice continue to stand at the ready. Most ironically, it's the defense of the Big Lie which is what's truly sinful !  Theocracy is not the answer, either, since it shares multiple threads with fascism.



And just "who" vociferously supports The Big Lie? Well, they tend toward being uncompromisingly capitalist, brutally mercantile, cynically consumerist, producers of false values, and without true virtue. Likewise, those who support this malicious lie are bullies toward the weak and weak toward oppressors; they are cunningly Machiavellian, spellbound by money, and captivated by profit at all costs. They kiss the ring and prostrate themselves in the hope that great power will find its way to their OWN doorstep one day.



Unfortunately, you cannot extinguish man's quintessential drive toward manipulating the feckless masses so that he, himself, may attain great power and wealth. A malignant narcissist should never have had access to the Oval office. We will pay the price for decades to come...

THAT EIGHTH MONTH!

                                          In Honor of August


Through every

Cadenced stage

Of seasonal life,

August embraces the

Palette of blissfully

Unraveling sunsets.

A lion-esque piñata

Struck by golden-rod;

Proud Leo roars, pouring

Stunning colors into

Amber grass once green.

Mixed gently,

These gauzy days

Of summer

Trade on heady

Hopes of sweet reprisal...

Poignant notes of

Perfectly poised joie de vivre

And shimmering

Exuberance are breathing

A last 'Summer Sigh'

[Oh August !!]

poem by L.P.-G.