Sarcasm?
*snort*
Did I do an ?
I don't know.
I am becoming known, lately, for losing myself in word games. Some have gone off on me for such. I enjoy the challenge, but most
and run when I expound with the least possible force of gut, the lightest bite or most exacting and deliberate wrest . . . not to worry. Boredom is not present at the negotiation tables, because it has nuked me.
I intend to continue playing with words, but I am at loss to find people who enjoy their roots as much as I do. I have always kept my word noise to myself, but posting here is losing appeal, these days. Keeping my thoughts to myself is a skill I have learned over time.
The jist of what I was trying to say before, is hidden in metaphorical references to alchemy, ancient superstition and legend.
I was proposing the possibility that we have all been hexxed, vexed, tricksied, pixied, by the mojo of the voodoogod we have elected to the highest office held by any human on the entire globe.
I like him, but that scares me just that much more. Why do I like a politician?
His charm and phylactery, which we have mostly all bought into, by counting votes, will soon have access to "The Button."