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  It's all about this non-denominational international blather it surrounds us. The bane is that it cast down upon our basic, humble existence. And it's all about being controlled by our yesterdays faster than we can run towards our tomorrows. Maybe it's the fault of our faulty  Now ,  that coy new  Inner Self , the grand ego-induced illusion that individuality is the sole encumbrance of all of our realities. We've all succumbed to the vague teachings of Yoda, Buddha, and pocketfuls of Hindu lies from Christ.  Certainly not from Christ directly, but cut and paste delusions created by flocks of multi-generational fuck ups. Pompous, privately ordained self-righteous buffoons. These sycophantic half jew followers who believe in their own private and personal store-bought righteousness. Those MAGA-lites who judge others by the lot and sentence them to their previously personalized versions of hell.  ~~~~~> <~~~~~ They're off today, watching the giant...

~ ROUGE between destinations 432 words, 2 minutes read time. World travelers know Jaipur, the Pink City of India and as the jewel of Rajasthan. My wife and I are blessed to own a farm on the outskirts of this picturesque, “world destination city”. We are fortunate to escape the city’s summer heat and the monsoon seasons by skipping across the globe to our Llama Ranch outside Santa Fe, New Mexico. To give you a sense of bearing, we’re not far from the Opera House. Both cities are cited as Official World Heritage Cities. Barring other properties and holdings, these two give us the best of two worlds. So it is. We’re lucky. Go figure. It seems that some people, my editor in particular,  get upset when they can’t find me at home in either city. It’s just that I get tired of everything around me and about me. I just got to find my inner hobo, and go. Disappear from the present, disappear from our homes, and wander. This is when my editor somehow tracks me down and tries to convince me t...