hang in there. hang in there. hang in there.

bouncy dogs get wired and jumpy noises make us all take life for granted. If you go to summer camp life will be guided by the stress deluge trying to be worked out by young minds/personalities that know somehting is wrong but not what. Same thing in the pharm factory. Only the device running the show has truly forgotten what life meant. Better the woods. See the tykes for what they are, little miracles, and forget your resumee. just my druthers. besides, why deal with all that air conditioning protecting you from acid rain.. jest get out there and get the straight stuff. Like nectar, it is.

Problem here really, is that the pharm will allow you to keep the momentum of your camouflage going long enough for the big bamboozle. These things rarely work however attractive to the present they seem. You know now that it isn't going to work. This is like an old relative who mistreated you at a rest home scared about mortality. Do you visit to extend the hand of kindness in forgiving appreciation smother your own inner innocent and wipe the corporate butt? or justifyably escape for the hills and lattes to quench your own visions of perfect life. hmmm is there a compromise that makes more sense? Why be pestered by THEIR time schedule. Personal revolution involves hearing your own clock. This might be the Tuesday of your life, er so to speak. SUMMER? how long is it? who CARES? when is it right and how will you enter that place. Yes the revolution must take all people trailers, dorito's and beer. Some might not make it, other's need a guiding light past their limited imaginations.

At a time and place of your own choosing, please get real, live for your best abilities and breathe deeply, the power of your own awareness.

Don't do what's right, do the impossible.
-that's not a catchy slogan, but an entreaty to your inner answer waiting for the light of day.

best of luck.