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... means Temporary Resident of the Earth.




Some people have a B.A. or a Ph.D. or a DDS ... or other such thing. I have discovered a much more realistic and honorable title and so have conferred it upon myself in recognition of my understanding of the fact that this is, actually, the most venerable title of all.

I could have been a paper clip or a wart hog or a loose leaf binder or a glowing ball of swamp gas. Instead, I am privileged to be a human being and therefore able to view and contemplate the entire panoply of existence ... and ... to make use of it in whatever manner I will ... for better or worse.

The reason this title is selective is that I know all the above while the many see themselves as eternally valuable. I am only "temporary".

Eat your heart out ... dung beetles!






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