Wednesday, October 15, 2008




The other day i was sitting on the "veranda," smoking a Punch Habana and sipping some of "Mu's Finest" with orange juice and cranberry juice, and just thinkin'. I watched a squirrel navigating the immense trees across from me. The squirrel was fearless and sure. It would scurry to the edge of a branch, easily 100 feet from the ground. I watched the branch rock under the weight of the squirrel and sway with the growing breeze. The squirrel chose its movements carefully. It didn't fall. The squirrel trusted its own abilities. Not out of arrogance but experience. I accepted that that has to be me. The gift of knowledge from Nature.

This is the the halfway point of War. A little double page action.

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