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With my head on the pillow, and heart-beat in my ear, amid the vivid darkness, and stunning silence, I commune with the plight of Atlas. Once free men, bound by the clutches of greed, A once great democracy, laying prostrate, begging the titans of industry to let their voices be heard, the citizen majority begging for the right to affect change. A torrential rain of propaganda, cast down, piled on those unable to discern truth from lies. A wounded country that no longer believes we deserve good health. A crumbling democracy that is no longer permitted to rethink being.

… Doesn’t mean I can fix your computer problems. If your BlackJack smart phone won’t send outgoing e-mail, you should probably call AT&T. If your laptop computer is making a revving sound and draining the battery, I’m sure I couldn’t tell you why. Just because I am under 30 does not mean I can fix your technology issues. I just had to get that off my chest… Also, an expanded post about the ongoing healthcare fight is on the way. -JP

sometimes I wonder who will be there when it ends sometimes I wonder what the point of it all is Sometimes I find that people fail you in life sometimes I find those fleeting moments are strife Sometimes I think can’t I turn it all around sometimes I think could this be where I am found Sometimes I hate for reasons I justify sometimes I hate for I am terrified to die sometimes I cry I need money I need freedom I need a change I need a vacation I need to love my job I need more free time I need to live with passion Because it could all be over in 40 years

Just when I thought Coups were a thing of the past.  The trick is it has to be aMilitary Coup, and the coup-ee should probably be out of the country at the time.  I don’t have a copy of the GWB’s schedule, but he’s bound to leave the next time he lands on an air craft carrier to announce the invastion of Iran has been accomplished.  Note to self: Now I just need to convince 2,468,289 service people not to let him back into the country…

You know the only good thing about Country music?  Willie Nelson.  I cannot think of one other redeeming quality when it comes to Country music.  Well, our buddy Willie is up to his old tricks again.  The man is 73 years old and apparently still tripping on mushrooms and smoking copious amounts of weed.  Good for him.  If I make it to 73, I want to be stoned out of my gourd 24/7 as well.  The incident occurred in Louisiana where apparently having a $50 sack or 60 POUNDS is treatedthe same.  Go Willie.

Much like my life, I am not exactly sure into what this site will eventually evolve. I imagine it will include personal information and views on things ranging from music to politics. I hope it will become a private and public exploration of myself in general. Please check back often for updates!