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It's no falsehood to say that tradition can be lost to the new generations. What is lost is a sense of attachment who we are as a humans in the past that did not work. We are now having learned from the past. Embracing truth and success, even the failure is recognized. Growing from what in the past did not work and making traditions the things that did. It's ok to let things go, They are replaced by the things that do. But some things are never forgotten because its nature is so true and fulfilling that it makes us whole as humans. It's in our very DNA. Contempt of this is only denying God and the natural truths as clear as gravity.

I derived a blend of different perspectives from our conversations. Ultimately I began to believe there was no right answer. Just that there was a choice.

With my new employees, I thought it would be easy to delegate the overflowing work load. For my business to have grown as It has, I hired some elderly people to answer the phones thinking it would be low maintenance and a good respectful demeanor for people who called in. A little bit of old world charm if you will. I thought this was a blessing, until I had to break up a fight today in the lunchroom. Over of all things a love triangle it seems. Old Gus! You would think he had given up the ghost. I abruptly learned today he brought his heart out of mothballs. When Mike leaned toward Maybelle and asked her to pass the honey. I guess he didn't hear right, and got a little bent. He went to strangle old Mike. I had to hold him back and talk him down for a minute. He just turned his head and said "DAMNIT" in the end. I am looking online after I write this for a sexual harassment manual, it will do little good I am afraid. I saw Maybelle putting lipstick on after the incident. So much for doing less.

With my new employees, I thought it would be easy to delegate the overflowing work load. For my business to have grown as It has, I hired some elderly people to answer the phones thinking it would be low maintenance and a good respectful demeanor for my businesses . A little bit of old world charm if you will. I thought this was a blessing, until I had to break up a fight today in the lunchroom. Over of all things a love triangle it seems. Old Gus! You would think he had given up the ghost. I abruptly learned today he brought his heart out of mothballs. When Mike leaned toward Maybelle and asked her to pass the honey. I guess he didn't hear right, and got a little bent. He went to strangle old Mike. Man old people scare me. You just don't know what they are thinking. I had to hold him back and talk him down for a minute. He just turned his head and said "DAMNIT" in the end. I am looking online after I write this for a sexual harassment manual. But it will do little good. I saw Maybelle putting lipstick on after the incident. So much for doing less.

What I could not figure out was how I made it this long without you. It was like a brunch on Sunday. When I put you to my lips.

I find nothing worth putting in my body at a corporate grocery store. Maybe a "organic" carrot.

I am a runway. Flights at night land my heart. The flights in day just mean it will never work.

I fumbled on explaining... exactly, what I meant like a accordion. But thats when it happened! I just told the truth. It sounded so much better to myself and I believe in the end, to you. Thank you... for listening.

bench

Elbows on my knees. Head in my hands. What was I thinking? Something about being more of a man. less of how I really felt. Make my words what I feel. say what I mean. Back on my feet. Off on a mission after my body maxes out on a power pump. Reborn in a master flow. cant get down on any drama. King once more.

braid

My daughters smiled across the room right into my arms. Their little braids at four o'clock the whole way.

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