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In the scheme of things

Mood: Settling
Drink: A glass of Black Opal Shiraz would be nice right about now
Tune: “Samba é Amor” by Bebel Gilberto

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And of course, I forgot where I stood in all things. I forgot who I am within the confines of a particular subject. When I remember, everything settles in again. It’s not often things get unsettled. In fact, I don’t recall a time when things ever became unsettled.

Earlier, I asked myself, “Who am I to question and to demand?” In the scheme of things, I am a nobody. I am a play-piece. ‘Karma’ has hit me square in the jaw – the chess player becomes the chess piece. Which? I would like to say I was the perceptive Knight that became the useless King and now, the Knight without his steed. So a Pawn. Let me make my way to the end and grab myself a Queen.

Idiotic.

This reasoning will allow me to sleep better at night.

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There is no left wing or right wing specific ideals here. It is as life should be regardless of society's squabbles and disagreements. I never said I strive to be a good person, nor did I ever say I will deliberately do people harm. I only said that I will do what needs to be done to survive in the world. The end doesn't always justify the means and the means don't always justify the end.

People from all shades of the political and social spectrum will find my content offensive. So my blog isn't for most people. It's for people closer to my spectrum of recognition and understanding. If you are an easily triggered reactionary conservative snowflake, then kindly fuck off. If you are an obnoxiously phoney liberal that consider yourself progressive but actually limit yourself to the matchbox-sized confinements of your isms, then go choke on your own crying snot juice elsewhere. You have been warned.

For the rest of you, welcome to my immodest abode. It's not smart, nor intelligent, nor wise. It's just life.