Full Moon Special
Had just returned near the end of my April Vacation and decided to pop on the stream for just a short [fun] hour and play that damn song stuck in my head.
Talked about some of my experiences and observations of late, made a good effort to stay away from the negative, and [of course] played a few tunes [d/l show]:
Somehow got on the topic of both [ripe] peaches and [full] moons, but for once, it was in no way allegorical. Also revisited Conant’s simple wisdom from a prior show: “Behold the [lowly] turtle. He only makes progress when he sticks his neck out.”
Of note, was a segment making a rather valid comparison between “truthers” [including all subsets] and other who suffer the effects of [self] abusive socially debilitating addictive personality disorders. Is victimhood somehow like heroin?
Why do so many still want to talk to me about Aliens? Why do so many among us defer to isolation over taking a chance on companionship? As the closing song says, “there’s nothing to fear, but fear itself.”