Aren’t there times in your life when you look out into the world and wonder what the hell is wrong with humans? I do.
WHY CAN’T WE BE FRIENDS, WHY CAN’T WE BE FRIENDS . . . © LYON 2025
A lot, lately. I keep hearing my Ma say, “without the ugh we won’t know or appreciate the yum.” Well Ma, the ugh is pretty freaking bad this week. I’ll pass.
I’m still an old hippy at heart. I just want us to get along, have nice lives, appreciate, help and support each other when we’re down and out, and remind each other to create beauty, love and joy.
Can it really be as hard as it seems to be?
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WHY CAN’T WE BE FRIENDS, WHY CAN’T WE BE FRIENDS . . .
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