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Wowzers! Really, I didn’t realise that it was THAT important 

This will be short.

It is MY OPINION, MY BELIEF, that I should not be made to feel as if I am less of a friend because I’ve not “liked” another picture of your sleeping baby that you’ve tweeted, pinned, posted on FB, whatever. And PLEASE DO NOT pull up that imagery show to me IF THE KID IS IN FRONT OF ME…….SLEEPING! WHY??? You’re asking for my look of condescension and wry humour. 

😂😂😂

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Parents just DON’T understand…  and some other stuff

… how their ill behaved children ruin any event. And no matter what lame ass excuses, rationalisations, theories you parents fabricate on the spot as to how little “Chris” never behaves like this at home. When we ALL know that is just a big LIE! If they behave horribly in a restaurant, in a park, in the time out zone, THEY BEHAVE HORRIBLY AT HOME.

… that some times – MOST times YOU are just TOO CLOSE to the situation. Listen to your friends who make suggestions. Reasonable suggestions mind you; Taking Kid One and using him to beat Kid Two, isn’t reasonable. A beautiful wish, but really unrealistic. 😜😂 HERE IS A FREEBIE FOR YOU. Perhaps, before leaving your home, use that Internet to research the menu so that you know what’s on it and then you can get your kid prepared BEFORE HAND. He’ll know what he want is available and there will be no surprises. Perhaps if you’d TRY this,  we, single, childless people who are, by now pissed off and hungry, well, we won’t have to wait … (while you explain the ingredients of each item to your precious bio-units) … to order.

… that if I have to choose betwixt either, sitting home, alone, contemplating the meaning of extraterrestrial life or visiting your sticky, cluttered, smelly home, littered with the flotsam and jet some the last “unexpected” breakdown of your precious progeny, smelly animals and overall disaster area that is your home …what do you think I’ll do?  You guys really need to understand. 😜😂😄

Once again, I must have the discussion about expectations and having them placed upon me without consultation or consideration. Does that need any elaboration?

I really ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ the greening of the planet. As everything starts to green and life starts to renew itself. I’ve a renewed burst energy. 

I’m feeling the need to share these days. Well, share as much as I will share! 

Let’s end this chapter. (I started writing this DAYS ago.)
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Let’s see where this goes

looking out of my window, I realise that I’ve treated this blog just like I treat my handwritten journal. I use them -religiously – for days, sometimes weeks on end. Then, one day…BAM nothing.  And that of course, goes for weeks on end too! Of course, during those “nothing” periods, “something” is happening, but nothing that I’m willing to share—during the EVENT.

So, guys and gals, go put a kettle on, get your favourite biscuits and prepare to ask…WTF? 😜

  • I’ve been feeling “disconnected” lately. I was standing in the kitchen a few weeks ago. My housemate and I were doing our “dinner prep dance” then all of a sudden, the feeling of being disjointed – disconnected washed over me. There I was, standing in the middle of the kitchen, feeling apart of, yet removed from the activity around me. Why? Why? Hummmm, more about that later. 13 April- I’ve identified the feeling of disconnection. I should say that I think that I’ve identified it. For the past few years, I’ve been afraid of …the next step. As a result, I removed myself from day to day face to face interactions. I pay my bills online. I shop online. My meds are delivered to me. My health is monitored remotely. So, for all intents and purposes, I had no real reason to leave the house.  So, I’ve not really had any reason to engage or be engaged. As a result, those things that come so easily to others, I believe it is called “small talk” becomes a BLOODY chore. Of course that is just a thumbnail account.
  • I’ve been having these internal conversations. Now, I’ve had them before. Walking ones self through a procedure and stuff like that. Well, these internal conversations have been, what I now call, ” dark side, uncensored conversations” basically, those are the meanest, vilest, most “are you a FRAKING idiot for saying -insert topic- ?” kinds of conversations.  These, although disturbing, have actually assisted with my day to day interactions. That surprised the Koss out of me! LOL!!! 13 April- those internal conversations have become external and as a result, dare I say some realisations have been made. That if I could have and actually give voice to those thoughts then as a few of the “targets” have come to realise, the “shit must be bad.” Pity, that I had to paint the ugliest picture to affect change. That is a pity. 
  • …”There are some things about which I just don’t care. Can’t name them all here. Hummm. … … 😜”

“War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other’s children.” President Jimmy Carter

  • Let’s look through the ole leather bound to see, what I’ve forgotten. 
  • I’ve returned to my study of magic. I prefer ” magick.” More importantly, I’m back to the study of spells and talismen. That’s been an ongoing study for decades now. 
  • Ran into an old sci-fi club acquaintance. He and I would often debate: Immortality- Pros and Cons. And one of his thoughts, is that immortality was/is some type of fountain of youth. I, on the other, contend that one would still age, but at a certain point, organs would regenerate, yada yada ya. Then the voice said, he’s talking age, you’re talking passage of time. Aren’t they the same things? “Yes and no. However, I’ve not the energy to explain.

Instead of moving forward, mankind….some of mankind seems to be moving backward. I live in a state where it will be legal to refuse service to someone if the owner/manager feels that the patron violates some “moral” code of conduct. That law seems to be sweeping the country.  Most are focusing on only ONE aspect of this “moral” code. They’ve, I believe, yet to see how this can and will affect everyone.  14 April Can morals be regulated, legislated, dictated?  I’d like to think that I’m a pretty moral fella. However, I don’t feel the need to practise a “mainstream” religion. I don’t care if two men or women want to marry.  If the races want to mix and multiply, have at it! I don’t hate Muslims and don’t think that they are all “evil.” I don’t think that I have to accept any one deity I don’t want to accept.  Some of, many of my beliefs and philosophies are so counter to this “moral code.” I guess I’m screwed!   Moving on……..

I “prepared” for IT. IT didn’t happen.  IT will happen.  But now that IT didn’t/hasn’t happened, what to do? Of course, being grateful is first on the list, but “moving on and living” just doesn’t sum up the “what to do.” I think that is going to be a follow up discussion too.

  • What am I not in the business of? Yep, that’s right!!! LOL😜😂😄 I’m not in the business of being right or wrong. HOWEVER, it is rather pleasing to be right.  LOL, I know, how  unevolved am I? I’m human in this moment so litigate against me.  😜😃😄😝 with that said….

  • One of my TOP ONE MILLION PET PEEVES. People who have to constantly remind people “how much more intelligent and smart I am.” I just look and nod. All the while, I’m thinking, a real intellectual does not have to announce it – on a daily basis…several times a day and then seek confirmation.  LOL!  Meow meow
  • Sexuality and sex. gender identification and orientation…are all different things. Why can’t legislators just allow “THE PEOPLE” to govern their respective personal lives?  Why, is it that the country everyone runs to, or used to run to because it was the beacon to personal freedom seeks to legislate one of the MOST sacred personal freedoms; the freedom to choose who we love?

This wraps up this instalment. I may update this later. I may just tap out another one. Who the Koss knows?

😜😂😝

  • Love, in my youth, I admit I sought her out. FAIL!! As I matured, I stopped looking for LOVE and thought that LOVE would find me. REALLY, DID I REALLY THINK THAT WOULD HAPPEN? So, now, I enjoy the “freedom” of having no significant other. However, there are times when I’d welcome the “shackles” of having a sig. However, as I type this, I realise that the words used are perhaps an indication of how I view romantic entanglements.😱😝😂👻

14 April – It’s time to put this baby to bed.

I’m sitting here in my chair, listening to Friday Night Dinner, gazing out my window. Realisation.. despite everything, I am of peace. That sustains me. It also sustains others. Here’s something else that I believe. I believe that through a combined force of WILL, there are groups, communities of people who are also “of peace” and through their efforts we, as a species have not wiped ourselves out. We’ve come so close. Yet…

I’ve lost that train.

I’m wrapping up with a rhetorical here.

Why is it so difficult to just do the “right” thing?


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Twitter, Google+, FaceBook, Instagram…

and all of the other social media outlets, what purpose do they serve?

Before, I share my opinion, my belief I’ve two other pieces of business.

First piece, Cathy you are a delight! Thank you for being you! You’ve been a source of inspiration and encouragement and I really really appreciate you. Thank you.

Second piece, THANK YOU ALL FOR READING, COMMENTING and LIKING my various posts. THANK YOU ALL FOR FOLLOWING! I really appreciate it!

Now, I know that we each have our respective uses for these and other various social media websites. (ZOMG! I just realised that I’m writing this on #selfiesocialmediacleanse day. Well, I had no intent on participating anyway…) I can’t answer why you use them, but that question made me ask myself. So here are my answers…as they come to me.

Twitter – music, television shows, news related stuff, “peace” related stuff, comic book stuff, general gripes that I can make in 140 characters or less. As my UK guru so eloquently put it, I use the Twitter for my “Irritation haiku.” ✌️😄 #Twitter #Tweets

Google+ – that was going to be my #Facebook replacement. However, for some reason, it just didn’t take off… for me at least. I post to it, when I recall or when given the option to share from another site. #GooglePlus #Google #GoogleCircles #Hangouts

Facebook – ok, with the exception of a few musicians, You Tube “friends” and some others, #Facebook is reserved for old friends (these are people who know my complete name), family and those like-family. I will admit that there are a few “others” out there who have “slipped” through the cracks. I’ve one or two “friends” who how we became FB friends is a mystery to us, but the friendship seems to serve whatever need we have. I post family related items, garden related items, “feel good,” something to think about posts. (At least that’s what I think I’m posting)

Let’s see, where else am I?

Instagram – Well, I fancy myself a photographer, so I post photos. The majority of them are snaps taken by me. I also post screen-captures of games and perhaps other pics that struck my eye…oops, caught my eye is the proper term. I’ve discovered, food, the dogs, animals in general and nature shots are my favourite. I like taking pictures of people, but for the most part, unless they are striking (don’t look like everyone else) I’m not really interested in taking snaps of people. Hummmmm

Flickr – See above. Here, I also post some of my “art.” Digitally manipulated images.

Tumblr – Photos, TV stuff, music. It is a hodgepodge of stuff. It is also a NSFW place for me. I almost never know what will be on the photo stream. Actually I do, but you’ll have to wait for it….

Stumble Upon– more this and that. A serious hodgepodge site. I don’t think I post anything there…on purpose. I very rarely if ever even visit.

Jeepers creepers, I’m getting exhausted just thinking about the sites. So, because I’m getting lazy and tired, let’s start wrapping this up!

No matter where I am on the interwebs…
(SoundTracking, Songza, TuneInRadio, Spotify, Swarm, Foursquare, Pinterest, Nextdoor, Skype, Yelp! are also sites. They just came to me. 🙂

I tend to “attract” those same core types of people. Those people who embrace, that different path. Those people who realise, or who are beginning to realise that “you are NOT what you own.”

I believe that what we do, from the largest thing to the smallest thing; I believe, that we leave a bit of our energy…a bit of ourselves, our “true” selves behind. Our blogs, photo sites, YouTube channels, are but an extension of ourselves. On these sites, we plant seeds of thought…and a seed, once planted and properly attended and under the “proper” conditions will grow, bloom and their blooms hopefully spread more seeds of thought.

A few days/weeks ago I made the decision to only post “helpful,” “uplifting”‘posts. I grew tired of and am still tired of the constant reminders that man is on the path to self destruction…all over the bounty of a planet that can and sustain us all – – if we take better care of her. So that is what I’m now using my social media webs to capture now (there we go! Back to the weaving. Weaving/planting…..I’m rambling)

✌️

A pui tardí amici!

I AM of peace!

A decision made and one I hope to keep.

With that last blog “Status update becomes a blog,” I’ve made yet another decision. I’m really tired of being bombarded by the less than helpful images and general “news” of the world on my timeline/feed/whatever the hell it’s called, so I am going to change what I want to see on my timeline/feed/whatever the hell it’s called. I’m going to change what I post on my timeline/feed/whatever the hell it’s called. Bye bye, CNN, ABC and the like. I ❤️ ya Huffpost, but you gotta go. Let me put it this way. If it’s not music related, family related, garden related and basic general stuff; I’m not going to post it. After all I don’t and people should not get their “news” from Facebook, Twitter, Flickr and the like.

We’ll see how this works..

✌️ my siblings from another mother✌️

ARRRRGH!!!

There are times when I become so angry that I could “bite rocks and spit sand.” I am so bloody angry that a throat punch is the nicest thing I can think of right now.
“I thought you are ‘of peace’.”
Just because I’m ‘of peace’ doesn’t mean that I can’t experience, embrace and acknowledge the anger. The BIG thing is NOT ACTING ON THE ANGER.

— Mindful breathing helps.
— Cursing in a foreign language helps and is kinda funny, especially when one starts hurling made up profanities.
— Putting finger to touchscreen also works to extinguish the flames of anger.
— Telling the person who angered you what he/she did is the best!

So, I’ve done those things.
I’ve meditated, breathed in helpful energy, exhaled the less than helpful.
Had a huge glass of iced lemon water…yummers!

And now the anger has passed. I’ve sought forgiveness from the Universe for spewing such bile. (LOL, jejejeje giggling for a completely different reason) and my stony expression has returned (as opposed to my death gaze expression or even worse, my stare through you expression.)

Well, since I’m here, I might as well visit my drafts folder..

✌️ ❤️ and 🎸🎸

a pui tardi!

I AM of peace.

I am…

wondering if conspiracy theorists know something we don’t know.
dumbfounded.
an OK guy.
a loyal (some say to a fault) friend.
someone you can count on.
really, really, REALLY confused.
perplexed.
baffled.
sad.
angry.
frustrated.
on some days “ok looking” on other days,
absolutely stunning.
walking a tight rope of emotion.
ready for the next step of my evolution.
wondering, as I am sure we all have at one time or another, why is man here?
wondering how the universe came into existence.
grateful.

✌️
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