Okay, I need re-filling, restoring, re-juicing, just REE-WHEE-ing today.

I was convinced to be still, be quiet to seek the next level for social action as a senior citizen/ex-child of the 60s today by a photo from The Lightbox.

This great pic captured participants in OCCUPY WALL STREET sitting in silent prayer together.  I could just feel the rejuvenation in my own spirit soaking up this great photo.

So, wait until Saturday, when I strive to dive into one of those creases in my brain holding many great memories (see one of my granbee Tweets today) that can point the way to re-newed achievement in the coming days.

Then, and only then, will I tackle replies to my post on Poets and Writers Speakeasy about significance of metric choices in poetry composition.



There is hope!  Now other cities are staging Anti-Wall Street/Anti-Establishment type protests, after the NYC model.  And, joy of all joys, some of my more sedate friends here in SmallCity,SouthernUSA, are seeking me out, as follows:

“I always dress up and ride in a clean, waxed car to perform my errands because of blah,blah,blah chronic health condition.  I don’t want people to think I am helpless.”

“I have been known to walk a half-block to a store after my weekly hair appointment.”

“When I lived in BigCity,USA, I used to walk a lot to perform errands.  But, here, everyone who might see me walking with a shopping bag KNOWS ME!”

Now, I ask you, isn’t there a pattern here building barriers between yourself and the very people who might be your best partners in community improvement/inspiring moments/happiness-in-general.

Do we want to only build partneships on false foundations of “appearances”?

Are we going to promote the disappearance of the middle class in America through our obsession with “what will other people think of me?” which keeps us from speaking out in the public forum?


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