Bad For What Ailes You

He got away with it. He was a creep and an abuser. He was a profiteer of lies who destroyed good people and good ideas. He got away with it. Yes, he did die from an accidental fall, but he was quite old. He had lived a long life, a life in which he never paid the price for his sins. 

Instead, he stuffed his pockets (and his stomach, apparently) by being a truth-mocking, woman-abusing scumbag. He wrapped his fat, rich, white ass in Dick Cheney Brand Teflon. He laughed all the way to the bank while helping to destroy our democracy, our credibility, and ultimately, our planet while none of his evil deeds stuck to him. 

Yes, he got away with it, the fat, creepy, old ogre. He really did. What can we do now? Piss on his grave? Sadly, that won't hurt him. It's too late. Wealthy, powerful old creeps often evade justice in their lifetime. They are experts at playing the system. They play and they win, because no one stops them.

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Countless Miracles

Life is graced with countless miracles - perhaps not the miracles that we hoped for, but miracles nonetheless. To discover them, we need only to open our hearts, to look past expectations and focus on the bounteous blessings that make their way into our limited orbit. To accept what is given, to receive it with gratitude and appreciate it without reservation, that is the key to joy and the essence of a life fulfilled.

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She and Ray

I pictured my ex

With her lover today

I don't know his name

So I just call him Ray

It's silly

But it helps me deal with the angst

Of running into them

One day

He's a bit portly

And not very tall

Not really big 

And not really small

He has a wide, toothy grin

And a thick head of hair

He dyes it deep black

But I don't really care

He looks like a real life

Frito Bandito

Without the mustache 

Or the wide-brimmed sombrero

Sorry, Ray!

But that's just the way

That I picture you -

What can I say?

I imagine her now

Having fun with her Ray

She laughs at all

That he has to say

They're happy together

And it's good for me

To picture that

To get used to that

So, when I see her one day

Holding hands with her Ray

I won't be shocked

And I won't be scared

I won't be sad

'Cause I'll be prepared

To avoid a painful

And otherwise certain

Massive

Heart attack

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