Seems pertinent. . .take a deep breath. Maybe two, and read this out loud to someone you care about. . .
What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stoney rubbish? Son of Man
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock
(come in under the shadow of this red rock)
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at the morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you:
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
Germany can no longer rely on USA - SUBHEAD: Germany's Merkel says Trump and Brexit have left Europe with an unsteady alliance. By Tyler Durden on 28 May 2017 for Zero Hedge - ( http://ww...
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