We offer observations on the human condition from a 21 year old mind trapped in an 81 year old body.


Power is ephemeral, just when you believe it is possessed, it vanishes.

Some dwell about past wrongs, the past is past–period!

Who you are is who you are, who else can you be?

I am not who I say I am, I am.

Some talk to God, me, I’ll take the call if it comes.

As a human life form I can only live one day at a time.

For some, God dwells in a building, for me, in my heart.

If you do not like who you are, just be someone else.

I once ran against the wind, these days, I run with it.

For some, spring is the winter of their discontent.

I pick up pennies, eventually I have a quarter.

In the autumn of one’s life, one is shivering with winter’s snows.

Many ministers insist they talk with God. I think wires got crossed up and the call came from down below.

Some let it all hang out, some have it all hang in.

Woman with coke and coffee for breakfast–ugh!

Mitt insists he is a “job creator.” I have no doubt he is, jobs for the wealthy is his goal.

Morning breezes are more soothing than evening breezes.