Hey Folks... a little help here... how do you live in 21st Century USA?
Let's see. I find myself jealous of Nathan and Anna. They don't even know Filberto ever lived. If a Filberto falls in the woods, and no one knows... I don't know. I just don't know... Better to be blind, away, what, I just don't bloody know. I don't even know who to ask these days. I'll be out cold before Genie gets home. Four walls, a TV... a clock, no radio... a phone, no one to call, hmmm call the FBI, ask them... naw... think not... I'll look inside, deeper, and deeper and deeper... and soon I am looking up from the bottom of the well and I find there is no one here to say... more cartoons to come soon, almost done, more laughs, good laughs... happy laughs, I think sometimes I get as sick at laughing as crying... I just want to go ... some place nice.
posted by Lorcan @ 7:51 PM
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Lorcan ~ I am still at a loss for words. I don't know how to comfort you. I don't know how to bring about change. I don't know who to trust, if anyone, in governments of nations. I have absolutely no answers.
But I have this: my heart is with you in your suffering. I pray for resolution and peace for you, for those being victimized by the country I live in. I ask for answers but I don't know if I will get them. I ask for solutions but I don't know if they will come.
I'm sorry I don't have much to give you right now, Lorcan. But I do care. My thoughts and prayers are with you, friend. May you find an oasis, a sanctuary of rest, a place (some nice place) you can go to and be refreshed and strengthened to live and to live well. To come back from with a warm heart and a cool mind. So as to better serve and love those whose suffering has touched you so deeply.
I am coming to the USA at some point next year. I dunno when. But I'm gonna try my arse off to get to New York and see you. Perhaps, after I have been and lived among the US people, I can begin to see some hope. From over the pond here it is hard to see.
I know a few good people. Spread out. I wanna go visit you all.
Maybe we can unite and form some kind of revolution. I may not be able to vote, but I can insight revolution, oh yes.
Viva les Revolutiones (Marxista) Internationale!
Dear Twlya and Ash...
Your words are a salve in these times...
Ash... my dear old friend Bertel Olman, one of the last marxist professors at NYU would always say that he was a "reformer, not a revolutionary..." a distinction which makes it more embarassing for the FBI when they shoot you... :)
So, incite reform, so that they don't say really bad things about you when the FBI removes you or I from polite society.
It will be great to show you about the place.
Cheers
lor
PS May be in England this winter... researching a book, I hope...
you or me... I mean... me da would cuff me in the head for that...
Ah, yes, I can see how that might work out better for all... "reform" does sound somewhat better.
Now I'll have to go get some new badges printed I guess...
I've posted up a wee poem today over on my corner... It's all come out a bit quick compared to how I prefer to work, but we'll see how it goes...
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