It’s interesting to watch the influx and outflux of ‘new friends’. They read something in a share and friend me. I usually accept. Some have strange expectations, and do not realize that I am not a happy, sappy, new-agey cog in a wheel of cults that masquerade as enlightenment. They see I have teeth. Fire. Steel. They judge, sometimes accuse, and depart. And that’s good. They know where they belong. Go ahead and accuse me. You wanted a wake-up call or you wouldn’t have showed up here.

You didn’t like the call you got?

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