posted on Dec, 9 2012 @ 11:53 PM
Kicked back on the back porch at the Bedlam Family Ranch near Toccoa. It's likely horses will be ridden, an anvil will be shot, wood will be burned,
and burnt dead animals will be consumed. Songs will be sung (badly), a tree will be cut and decorated.
And on the 22nd, I'll be here to see the sadness at the absolute lack of any change, other than the 21st becoming the 22nd. No ascension, no aliens,
no enlightenment. Other, of course, that the enlightenment that it was just a day, much like any other.