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Ugghhh, the world is depressing!

I don't want to seem insensitive, but really...everywhere you turn nothing seems positive.  Even the neighbor who chased a man down, that kidnapped a little girl, has left the news stream, and now all you see is plastic..I mean plastered entertainment news of Kim Kardashian's wedding.  Which no one gives a damn about.  I'm not even interested in how they found a dress to fit her ass, because she's not the only one with a badunkadunk.

Also, just today, I somehow stumbled upon a link that shows a slight concern of China's military buildup.  Should we be the only ones fortified in force, in the world?  I realize the greater threat of a country being an equal threat to our military, but I did find a slight humor in our government's cunning smile and politely saying, "Watch yourself...".  Needless to say, I was searching all over the world today for some happy teary eyed news, and didn't find anything.  I even though it would be humorous to see Bear Grylls snag an electric eel, but years ago I have come to the conclusion that he is a very "special" man. 


However, in my down and out state that small part of me that secures me from distress spoke.  "Lo and behold your findings of inner peace, that sits upon the mountain of Hulu.  Within the search, seek your Korean Dramas and return to your past life...then go to bed."  A sigh of relief, and I am at oneness with the world again.

There are plenty of things going on with the world today, and not a single person can fix/cure them all.  Collectively, we have to work together for the betterment of our world.  So, I have sent my positive energies into the universe, and will settle down with my Korean Dramas.

FYI, with the earthquake that occurred on the eastern coast, I'm sure everyone will be preparing for any and every possible natural disaster.  Of course some probably forgot that there is a fault line along this side of the U.S, and I wonder how many people are aware that Yellowstone is a super volcano...hmmmm more to think about Bible thumpers!

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