why was i feeling good today. it was a tad warmer. my frontal lobe was more supple. for moments hugging the ground by the tree with mister, i was even warm. also i thought later when listening to greg grandin, the end of the myth, that all the stuff and nonsense of trumper-dumper is nothing new, it's all the old stock in trade of the good ole boy empire of expansion, just now the smiley face mask is lifted and the ugly cancer face is revealed, and surprise, it has trump's snidely whiplash baby face. but this guy may be so far right of the lesser evil, and so far more stupid than baby bush, that he may think he's the orange turbo charge to take empire to a new oxygen-deprived stratospheric high, but i felt the giddy rush of reality: this dumbstruck motherfucker is actually going to bring the oblivious american enterprise down, baby, bring it down. 

updat.

r. cringes (again). i don't mean bring it down as in ashes, ashes, we all fall down, i mean bring the criminal state down, the soul crushing, nature annihilating, bombastic empire, the wall street gross product, that empire, down. and the people of earth, and the animals that have so far survived us, together, rise.