Things have changed

Paula Dean used a word everyone else in the world has uttered at some time or another and finds herself in the middle of a shit storm.

George Zimmerman is found not guilty and an entire nation is taking sides.

Edward Snowden is seeking asylum for leaking the truth about the Government.

Aaron Hernandez is no longer a Patriot because it appears he shot the guy his girlfriend's sister was dating.

It's all so much that even Pope Benedict couldn't take it and resigned.

"To hell with it!" he probably said and who can blame him?

The world has indeed gone nuts.

"People are crazy and times are times are strange," says the Major Prophet Bob Dylan. "I'm locked in tight. I'm out of rage. I used to care but things have changed."

The truth of the matter is, at this part of my life, I really don't care.

I really am out of rage, having used it all up over 30 years fighting the good fight. I don't want to fight any more.

As much as I dislike Pope Benedict, and I really have little appreciation of the man, I'm doing what he's done and walked away from it all.

I care about small things now.

I love watching Sarah sleep in. I can't get enough of the Beloved Back Deck. I delight when I get to talk to the kids. I miss when Mom and I don't talk. My bicycle doesn't get drunk much anymore but I sure enjoy coasting down to the ocean on it after coffee at The Breakfast Club. Three little girls make me shake my head and laugh. I can't wait to go somewhere else and am forever planning the next trip. I linger over words. I send lots of good Karma to my friends.

I don't like the News anymore. As much as I was once in it, it's mostly bad and I don't like bad things.

I talk to God a lot. They're quiet but intense conversations about most everything that's happened or questions of why things happen the way they do. They're the talks you have with good friends that take place into the night, often with wine. We have communion together.

It's like being in the center of a Hurricane.

All is calm.

All is bright.

Though I worry about my friends who worry about these things. There are dark things in the world. I've been through my fair share but I choose to not focus on them.

Maybe its a fantasy world but I don't really care. It's a world full of love, happiness and intimacy. God visits daily. Sarah and I dance a lot. I smile a lot. It's far better than the alternative and I'm not going back.

Things have indeed changed.
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