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meanderings by rm dustin

This place I deposit thoughts, E-noodlings where my synapses have coagulated recent perceptions. There are no absolutes. Like all manifestations it has had its evolutionary moments. This is the latest. There will likely be more...

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Name: RM Dustin
Location: Pugetropolis North

I live with many free thinking, free spirited, patriotically challenged, religiously void life-jesters here in and around the delta, scattered in-between the tributaries of the Skagit, peppering the hillsides, or burrowed into micro valleys. They are my friends; spirits entwined, layered, and folded within this realm where aboriginal and Norse lore meld amongst the mists sent inland by salted surges. I am not here by chance.

11/6/03

Playing

There are no absolutes until after the fact,
Spin it right and left if you must.
Predictions of trends and insights with tact,
Can take a life’s savings and turn it to dust.

Joseph Kennedy once said when the commoner invests,
I’ll take my money out of here.
For this is a game for only the best,
I’ll stick with making illegal beer.

These celebrities of the financial will lead us down the path,
It matters not if they pick them right or wrong.
For win or lose they get paid incurring no wrath,
And we can eat cake with a shot and a bong.

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