11 Minutes

I woke up exhausted, but more settled than I have been recently. Somehow, I got myself outside for five rounds of Wim Hof Method breathing. I haven’t done it in months, but I felt I was ready for, yet another, reset.

My busy day started with my older son’s guitar lesson and I took a little time to read some of Kafka’s Letter to the Father, 11 minutes to be precise. Not much, but I haven’t been reserving any time for hardcopy reading.

Life has been wild this year and pushing hard against me with material challenges. I’ve been pushing back and it’s starting to wear me down. I’ve neglected my restful and rejuvenating habits.

The Shakes

My sons have completed another theatrical presentation of Shakespearean material. This was a mini Shakespeare Festival by Pages Alive Theater.

Isaac had a big moment as he recited Hamlet’s “To be, or not to be,” soliloquy.

Westen broadened his theatrical repertoire by choreographing and performing Mercutio’s fatal swordfight with Tybalt from Romeo and Juliet.

Olive volunteered to decorate the audience with face paint.

All the kids were wonderful and impressive in their many roles.

Know Your Master

Biden and Trump agreed with Fauci on initial response, lockdowns, rushing the “vaccines,” and printing money. Trump didn’t fire Fauci. Biden didn’t fire Fauci and went on to sell the same policies and medical interventions. Trump and Biden are both running on the “effectiveness” of so-called vaccines (i.e., therapeutics).

From outside of the two-party mentality, there is no distinction. Entrenched bureaucrats are running the show.