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The Great Wake 59: Cancel Cares Of Woe Is Me

 

This chatter of chats and bits and rot and bots, designed to fill the glow waves with rubbish.  Clarity still has its place.  Rationally is the opposite of foolishly.  However, what is foolish can be rational, and what is rational can be foolish.  A paradox.  Any thinking person takes the blindfold off, and thinks.

Any thinking person takes out the ear plugs to hear better, we feel right and wrong, instinctively.  We got good guts.  A thoughtful perspective, without the cancel cares of woe is me and monetization freeze frames.  Intrusiveness is a certain kind of feeling, no one likes being an imposition.  The shallow have no room left, free'r living in the deep.

To think is not to be right, it's only to think.  What might be or become, or where we were or where we're going.  It's a constant state of movement and possibilities, imaginations and senses of humor.  Only a few in the deep make much of effort to listen before thinking.  These are the modern playwrights, those that capture the absurd.


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