Sunday, April 22, 2018

Obfuscated intermissions

I spent 2017 in a hyphenated daze after elections changed the world order. In my idyllic life full of intelligent banter, beautiful pictures and well coordinated chaos, this was akin to my favorite China breaking.

I did nothing. I did not march. I did not protest. I merely watched.

I wrung my well moisturized hands. The world can indeed go to hell in a hand basket . And sometimes the drugged  pain of watching it,is like the addiction of social media. You know it’s banal and you still click on the “like”.

What we need is a total rewiring of our perceptions.

A jump out of this muddle .

Welcome 2018. I am trying . 

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