I was and was not surprised by the election results. Well, it took me a while to wash the egg off my face and spit out the Crow feathers, bu t here I am …. Deep down I knew Trump was going to win. Solely because the attitudes of the average Americans were not ready for a woman President. (Especially an intelligent woman. ) So, what does the next four years have in store for my Southern neighbours? Will Trump give himself a pardon on his felony convictions? Will he cease funding Israel and it’s war crimes? Will Elon Musk develop customized artificial intelligence to alleviate the dementia problems Trump has been experiencing? Will the “First Lady” learn to speak? And most importantly of all …. “What about the babies?” (You know, the babies who are being slaughtered by Israel each and every hour of each and every day. Victims of American bombs and armaments ) Lords, I have never been as proud as I am to be a Canadian as I am right at this moment!!! Bless my American neighbours. Hop
( Meme credit: ‘Layla Laurent’ ) It took me 60 or so years to meet “ me “. A heavy burden of loneliness, sorrows, guilts and confusion was lifted from my soul that day. I am of the belief that for many a year I had apprehensions of discovering who really existed within this shell labeled “ Dann”. Subliminally I avoided discovering who others knew me as. I finally had the revelation that necessity calles for me to let ‘ it ‘ happen. ‘ It ‘ being not just societal life, but “ existence ” in all definitions of the word. Most of my life I lived life looking from the outside looking in . I was ‘ Sheeple’. Following the masses. Trusting the system. Following the revolving path of the naive. Even though I knew not what the system’s goals were to demand of me, I, with head held low, became one of the generic unknowns. I severed the puppeteer’s strings. The puppet was now free to think solitary thoughts. Now, I “ live ” life from the in side looking out. I flipped the script so to speak. No