VOTE! PICK YOUR POISON!

PICK YOUR POISON! VOTE! Birth and death are attended by trauma. So too all that exist or is in between these traumatic terminals. The prospective election of Donald Trump has engendered no small amount of speculation, about our nation and its presumptive future. The future is the future is the future. It will be what it will be. The past we can know, and we can use, in the future, whatever comes. This is true too regardless who -- which political party and/or which particular person--wins or loses the Presidency, the House, or the Senate, or in any State contests. There is no profit in grieving what you cannot know or avoid, the future. Much better is to know and to apply the past that you can know if you tried. One is finished ; one is unborn. Both are yours to grasp, one actually; the other intuitively. Trauma attends them both. Trauma attends life. Pick your poison! Vote!