There is no ‘united’.

A country filled with something seen before, many times actually. An as before the splinters fly apart, or are burned, or ground into dust.

Grinding with stone solves a lot of problem. Grinding grain solves hunger. Grinding rough edges with stone leads to a polished piece of beauty. Grind the country called, u.s.a. leads to a new country filled with new people that will stand together again, until it once more is time to split apart.

I am going to enjoy what is coming, and also sad for the pain it will cause.. Enjoyment and pain comes and goes like the tide. Lately, far too much pain which is now going to lead to a LOT of pain and thus followed by great joy…

shake, rattle and roll, and yet, the people will still be splintered and full of what I definitely do not enjoy.

Why do people have to suffer and die before learning there is more than self? That others deserve love and respect? Why choose hate and evil only to be consumed and then destroyed by the grinding of stone?

As an aside, a stone has been cast.