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Jul 2015
In a time where communications can travel and traverse distances and speeds that make a blink of an eye seem to be that of the wagon wheel in bumpy and troublesome ways and means.

Here we find the simplest of acts, the simplest of ways, the simplest of deeds a word can create, we find it hard to decipher the means and ends to each and everyone.

We find each person seems tipped to tally the tilt kilter of any angle a must to best on any and all ends. no matter the means it stirs in the end of any beings listed and nested trust, or the fading and waning desire of most to listen and hear the actual truth or even need that be expressed.

We can call it natural a reaction, this wading pool timid timely trust that is draining in the people, for it be a reaction to the bested busting of all clear and concise communications that are to be expressed by beings capable of being the highest shelf of *****, all clear and without imperfection in the transparency one desires to achieve in being "clear" about what it is they are saying or expressing.

Now some might feel that I am speaking to or about them, No, not at all. In fact I am speaking simply of this noticeable adherence to some trend or faze it seems, ,,well, putting it nicely and putting it in a manor indicative of lacking the desire to be as vague as humanly possible when it comes to either relaying what it is they mean or what it is they even know of themselves.

Not to be confused with being rude or mean, no, not the angle of communication I am going for. Not at all.
I am going for the simple interesting actuality that we all , including myself, have been and seem to remain aloof to speaking our minds without any doubt or double speak. Why? oh hell, the reasons are vast and ranging and all full of absolute ****... for it is simply this, why put yourself out there for all to beat to hell, when no one seems to grasp the dire need to be clear and concise in this day and age? Well I must say, there is a reason.. because we are not alone in being clear, there are many whom do and many whom have and received far worse beatings, ( debatable for many but you get the point..) that utterly devastated them. and the fact that this day and age is quit literally pivotal to the survival to this entire species  called human beings. and the mix up is about the last **** thing I can think of that any of us need. but that's just me, out swinging blindly in the fog of a war over the very soul of man and myself. Not that that is any great feat, no, not at all. For it seems few are to worry over such things, yet, those who do, are some of the most amazing creatures I have ever had the privilege to know exist. For many i have yet to lay eyes upon in the flesh, yet know of their existence and continued struggles in this very same battle that rages. and rage we must, or fear going silently into the there good **** night.

So, I hope I was clear and if not, then, blame it on my fear. for fearing is one thing we all need not have in our hearts, but do not mistake, do not be foolish in thought, that that fear has no place , for indeed that fear motivates, and can sure as hell devastate the likes of hate, that is if you care to know the difference.

Smile. though we may rage into that wild wilderness of creation where few have respect for their own responsibilities in this here recreational sport, those who do, sure as hell, do it for more than them selves, in fact they do it even for you. Though, mistake no fear for the rule in and of the new laws, for many shall not have the gusted gut to hold a posture well enough to even see such beauty as the truest land and world made of and by the free, a place where suffering is considered a disease, and one that is to be a by gone memory of times only spoken of in museums and class rooms in history books. At least this is what I hope to see.
Nothing important, nor in any pointed manor to nor at anyone. just a thought after a few miscommunications about simple little things that can truly get away from ya and turn into serious issues. like water for pets. the little things mean so much to people like me. call me weird or foolish but yeah, they mean a lot.
Ricci Moon ScottBCM
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Ricci Moon ScottBCM  The Inn Between
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