Prologue
The title was extracted from Grand Funk Railroad off their "Closer To Home" album/CD .
Please take note : " Tear : intransitive verb : to move violently or with speed " {or both} .
I'm 'on a tear . I have an entire lumbar yard's number of 2 x 4's that need processing, categorizing,, and strategic placing . I'm wealthy beyond my wildest dreams . I can actually make a mistake {Miss Take} and NOT consider Suicide .
I must house an Industry of landscape and gardening tools , plus many several machines and at least 10,000 labor-saving electrical devices ,,, as well a multiple tool boxes each an Industry Trade Shop onto themselves . Blest* am I .
Then there's this from The Rolling Stones : "I got nasty habits, I take tea at three" -- which I have bastardized into ---> I got nasty habits, I take THC . Oddly, the THC help to ease the pain that only a 73 year old can experience . There is, {of course} the added benefit of 'new perspective' and new 'frame of reference' that accompanies pain diminish-ment* . I value this ---> ConsciousNess*.
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