USA Holy Days, Death, & a sweet little Dog

 
each year it seems more an issue of human depravity
to 'go along' wit our sick Traditions of material gluttony
& capital vulturism during the year-end Holy Days.....

also tis high-tide suicide season for the lonely & other
wise disaffected among us......but 'they' must be Bad People
if thee thought of Baby Jesus, Black Friday Sales, & fckn Santa
doesn't make 'em bellow Joy to the World (a world so irretrievably 'transformed'
by the diseased egotism of our collective disconscious, imbecile pride).

each year a shame at the workings of the Big Mind of My Superior Species
makes me gravitate toward The Exit so as to leave a little more space for
the revelers to 'enjoy themselves'.

each year the thought of accidentally drowning during one of my frequent
Healing Immersions in the sea.  For what may have been 1000 or so
 of these trips to the ocean, a small
loving non-human Being would be watching me intently from the water's edge.

At 3am monday morning, this little angel died in my arms.  She'll not be watching
for me anymore.   And pleas don't gimme that crap about how "she's watching from Heaven
wit Mommy, & Daddy, & Grandma,Grandpa, & etcetera,,,,"     Death is The End of all our stupid,
selfish imaginations, as well as the innocent visions of "lesser"  Beings.


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