Sleigh bells ring…

Working mandatory overtime hours, doing my part to be a cog in the machine, grievingly supporting the rampant consumerism as best I can, reluctantly elevating the corporatism as much as one human being can as it has long since replaced capitalism as our market economy. Feeling sick. Feeling injured. Feeling hopeless and feeling tired. Then like a beacon amidst the dreary days and nights which seem to have no end, riding in on the coattails of hot chocolate and Christmas music playing through the car speakers. The portal of discovery came through hidden valley. I discovered that, if the circumstances are right, with my best friend at my side, I can indeed feel like a kid again. Santa even gave me a candy cane. The spirit is still there, waiting to be uncovered and revealed.

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About SIDEWAYS EIGHT

Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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