We assert if we’d have listened to the music…

…like we were told to by the Doobie’s and countless others, that we would not be in this situation as a country.  I would be a better man if I had learned to listen better sooner, much like I would be a better man, we think, if we had had dogs earlier.  But then again we do not know.

See, in order to truly connect with the dogs we needed to take a nurturing role, which is not easy for men of my tribe to do, so I left my tribe and fell into the frying pan.  But it broke us a little more and so we grew some more but then we needed to be broken again so we jumped into the fire.  Missions, that is.  Never mind.

Some things went well, the growth was beautiful and we appreciated it.  Some growth looked sickly, almost embarrassing, and we some of us despised it for its weakness, which was our weakness but we did not yet see.  Anywho, we were still working out our daddy issues when we had kids and it was all we could do to not negatively impact the kids as much as we could, we were aware of our flaws.  We knew the secret to breaking the cycles was small changes over time, find a pattern and perfect a short cycle to be ready to nail the next big cycle, is the mathematical principle we think we applied to the understanding of time.  The Fib sequence as a decision-making construct is possible, and it helped me in combat, but I didn’t know I was using it.

Anyway, like I said, I was full MALE ego force no compassion learned yet, I had to be broken more to be ready to be broken more to be ready to be broken more til finally this turd of a human being was ready to be polished by a pack of feral mutts.  And damned if we didn’t go off the track like a broken fucking bobsled, eh?

Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean, is that if we had been more enthralled with sweet eyes and peaceful easy feelings in the 70s, we would not have needed death metal to purge our soul in the 90s.