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The more you “Joe” the more you know “Joe”
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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2001-2022
Gerard Van der Leun
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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Say what? That was a confusing mess.
Painful to watch.
Maybe Joe is just having trouble with his bone phone.
It ain’t the damn phone!
It’s Biden’s brain. I’m telling you, what everyone thinks are the plugs for his hair piece are actually scars from his lobotomy.
That’s my new exclamation: “John, John…”