Happy Trails

Sixty degrees on February 7th. Winter hit us like a sledgehammer last month and now has run and hidden. I saw flies in the forest. I continue to walk the Happy Trails. 

I watched a movie on Netflix last night that illustrated the sadness of the humans last Christmas. The dichotomy was jarring. Snappy Christmas songs and what appeared at first to be joyous yuletide fun and frolic morphed into the secret that all of the characters knew was coming in a matter of hours. The explanation of the show had several words in its review including comedy and horror. Somewhat like life, I considered. Silent Night was at a posh country estate with an upscale family. Slowly I realized that things were not what they seemed.

How The World Ends is a popular series on satellite television. Folks preparing for the end of the world by several different sources. Some of their reasoning seems flawed…but they believe it to such an extent that they have upended their lives to get ready. Then there is the rest of us who go about our daily lives hoping for the best.

We spoke of the end of the world a lot when I was a kid. Grandma A lectured me on the coming Battle Of Armageddon where she explained to me that the blood would run to the horse’s bridle. I did not have a horse and thus did not know what a bridle was. 

Many built backyard bomb shelters and in school, we had bomb drills where we Ducked And Covered…

Climate change is real and for those who do not believe it…it does not make it go away. If Our Pandemic showed us anything it illustrated the fragility of human life. Some of us enjoy throwing rocks at the Sun…but we never hit it…

The Pandemic Climate change and mutually assured destruction do not respect Republicans or Democrats. The Bible admonishes us that it rains on the just and the unjust. 

Cult is captivating to many. We love stories. We are enthralled with a leader who will tell us what we want to hear. We shut our ears when facts get in the way of our beliefs. ’We can’t feed the poor but we can fund a war.’

The Woods is peaceful and lacks conflict. We love our traditions…we love our clan…we love the sweet camaraderie of those who agree with us and we say, ‘To all our friends we wish them well…and all the rest can go to hell.’

The shock is that with our Cult philosophy…we are all going together…

‘We are all in the same boat on a stormy sea…and we owe each other a terrible loyalty…’

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