….I can use something like AA’s Serenity Prayer:  ” Grant to us the serenity of mind to accept that which cannot be changed; courage to change that which can be changed, and wisdom to know the one from the other.”

I had to erase the mythical additional words to make the prayer feel real for me.  Prayer?   From whom to whom?

I remind myself of a poem I wrote in Time Wrinkles:

REALITY?

I’m going down fast with no soft landing.

No longer do I know what I knew, really KNEW!

Embryos and corpses  collide as parachute

jumpers drown

in puddles amid hills of salt  from which rises

the fabled Atlantis.

I’m present at the blow-out, but for naught.

No breath-taking poetry or inspired works of art;

no love, no troth, no arias, no green glades filled

with singing birds, no selfless devotion to exalted

visions or search for the truth.  Was there ever

any truth?  Who am I asking?

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MY ADVICE FOR THE DAY:   Pour a little humor in our tea.

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