Thirty-one Years.
Folks think it's easy to just keep on doing, for Thirty-one Years,
what needs to be done.
Folks think there's no cost that accrues to one who puts everything
else aside, for Thirty-one Years, to do what needs to be done.
Folks think that the 'moment' supercedes the Thirty-one Years' of
doing what needs to be done.
Folks think that it's me who 'barks' about 'my house', but I've never
had a 'house' with respect to which to 'bark' - my 'house' has been
given, gratis, to the Children, hasn't it?
Yup.
But it never made it to the Children, did it?
Nope.
So, I do 'bark' - and 'jump-up-and-down' a lot, too.
But, you see, it's just that I'm familiar with what's in everyone's
'house'.
That's what I'm 'barking' about - in my "midnight bark".
How many years more?
Had a 'funny' thought while I was out, earlier today charging some
'liverwurst' [I don't know how to spell 'brawn-swagger'] and bread to
the CCSF, [paraphrasing Galileo Galilei and Martin Luther King,
Doctors, both, in their respective realms]:
"Still it moves, still it moves, thank God Almighty, still it moves!"
What was 'funny' was that, after I had the thought, I had a bit of
'difficulty' seperating its two progenitors - one 'imprisoned', the
other Murdered - because they each refused to 'move away from' Truth
they'd seen with their own eyes.
My Kin.
"Still it moves, still it moves, thank God Almighty, still it moves!"
Thirty-one Years.
How many more?
ken
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