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There is a royal person…

  Who is no longer royal, but she’s the only one who doesn’t know it. This is a very sad situation for anyone with feelings.   Anyone who cares about other people’s feelings. Apparently the “Royal” doesn’t do that and that’s why she’s in this sad state to begin with. I have no connection in any way with this person, except as an outside observer.   But when someone’s questionable behavior is not affecting you personally, it’s easy to be tolerant, forgiving, and even philosophical. What a mess!   What a tragic mess, that something so good should turn so bad. There’s no need to go into an explanation. Anyone cognizant of our present-day society is up-to-date with what’s happened. Evidently, from what others (who do know her) have said, to interact with her very likely ends up with you feeling used and abused. What a mess.   What a sad, unnecessary mess.

Poignant

  This word sounds like just what it is:   sad, full of regret. Poignant! It stands for words from the heart, such as:   moving, pathetic, and touching. The word “poignant” itself touches us, it gets through our crusty exteriors and binds to our souls, if we let it. A politician, of whom I did not approve, just recently retired, and the look on his face (his sadness so evident, no matter what he did while in office), was poignant!

What Happened Here?

  When you live in a house with lots of people and pets, and you walk into a room that’s a total mess, you might ask the question: “What happened here?”   I was strolling through a cable channel video with no particular place to go. The subject was ghost or near-ghost towns, based on stories without happy endings. The town I zeroed in on was literally being swallowed up by its own vegetation. Sometimes a porch or a roof would stick out in protest. (You could look at a clump and think: Is there a “there” there under all that ugly, non-specific greenery?) Sometimes someone had seemed to sneak back into town to plant a few flowers or mow a lawn (showing that relatives of the original residents, or more than likely, other residents were still around), but you could see that this was a very sad place in a very sad situation, in the aftermath of some unhappy happenings.   Some place you don’t want to think about. Some place you don’t want to be.   A place you don’t e...

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