I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Sunday, June 28, 2015

And the meaning is oh, so clear

And here's one for Tony Perkins.


Tony, you're missing that one, final screw.

And for everyone else who thought my warning about how the issue of Obamacare and Marriage Equality wasn't over, here's one of his tweets from this week, "Just like Roe v. Wade in 1973, courts will not have the final say on this profound issue. #SCOTUS #marriage". They're sore losers. Losers who are afraid to lose their income source.

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