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Now, I’ve something to talk about. 

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Written under the influence…

…of binaural beats.
I don’t know if it’s it a bunch of bullspit or not. I went into it with the, “it won’t hurt” mindset.

After a few days, I may have to change my mind. I’ve been able to focus. I’ve been pleasant. I mean smiling and laughing with people instead of at them “pleasant.” My creativity has increased (at least I think it has.)

Could it be the binaural cocktail of “morning meditation” then a little “positive energy boost” I throw in a bit of “creativity boost.” The final beat …”pre-exercise workout.” I down that and B A M, I am ready for the morning! I shall continue with this experiment and provide periodic reports.

This is the app I use.

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Have you tried binaural beats? If “yes,” what were/are your thoughts? If, “no,” oh, ok.

I think I’m going to return to “the tube.” Ive been toying around with the idea for a few months/years now. I’d make the occasional vlog here and there. (Somehow, I’ve a second channel. I made it by mistake, if there can be such a thing. ( a “mistake, not the second channel.)
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I’ve discovered that my technology may be somewhat outdated. Oops, let me rephrase that some of my tech (primarily the built in camera on Laptop-O) HOWEVER, on a few test captures using the mobile, I may be able to overcome that obstacle (I finally get to put the Gorilla tripod to good use. YAY \o/ )

I am not an ungrateful person at all. No one has ever said that I was ungrateful (at least not to my face). But there are thoughts that I have that if voiced aloud make me sound it.

Just because

I am of peace

does not mean that I don’t get angry, pissed off and just downright MAD. Have I mentioned that before? No, I’m not only telling this to people who are “surprised” when I blow up; I am also telling this to MYSELF. Lately, I have been having these internal RAGES that leave me weak and ashamed. Yes, I said ashamed. I am ashamed because, these rages come with images and entire dialogues that are filled with nothing but bile and venom. In a FLASH, I kid you not, I can go from elation to caged wolverine. WTFraks up with that?

That was rhetorical. However, if you’d like to chime in, please do so. 👍

I am single because I don’t put my self out in the world to meet people. I am jaded and bitter. I’ve trust issues. The idea of pair bonding does appeal to me. However, I’ve neither the time, the emotional wherewithal or even the desire to be coupled with anyone – any more. I’ve tried it. Everytime I tried it, the relationship outlived the previous. Which should be a good thing. However, that only means the “hurt” the “heartbreak” lasts longer each time. (ZOMG! My ocular implants are malfunctioning. They appear to be leaking.)

Any whooooo…

I do like my new house. I can’t quite call it home. I don’t “feel” like it is “home.” The fault lies with no one. I’ve not felt like I’ve had a “home” in decades. I can’t recall. Oh well. That’s an obsessive thought for another time.

Someone is getting the hang of the Twitter. 😄😄😄😜 Yep, I’m there too. Click here > the Twitter

I should point out that just like on Instagram, I am not a “follow for follow” kinda guy. If your feed is open, I’ll check it out. And if there is something there that makes me say, hummm, I’ll hang out. 🙂 just an FYI. I need to spend more “real-time” on the Twitter. The majority of my tweets are “bot” redirect/shares. Every now and again, I do have an origi thought. “Origi” jejejeje

As I gazed out the window for a bit,
My eye caught a blaze of gold and green
A splash of colour
a drop of rain
Blow winds
chill Fall breeze
Is it Fall
I only “know” BOILING and FREEZING
Wow
I see a runner
Wishing, longing, missing
I gaze
{chime chime chime}
Text message…
There’s that hurt

As I gazed out the window

by the Gods of Sky and Earth

Oh well

A pui tardí

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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)

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A pui tardí amici!

I AM of peace!

Descriptors

How do you describe people?
I ask, because a few weeks ago, I was asked,

“Who is so and so?”

“He’s that black guy we met at…”

“Oh. Couldn’t you have described him by any other feature than his race?”

“ZOMG, here comes another lecture.” But….

STOP THE BUS! Could I have described him any other way? Of course the answer is a resounding “yes.” But I decided to take the path of least resistance and go with the obvious for the following reasons…

1. To refuse to acknowledge a persons race, is in a way a refusal to acknowledge them (my opinion). Being “Black, White, Latino, Asian whatever” is part of that person and unfortunately is an obvious “in your face adjective.” (that’s my high and mighty, morally superior reason)

2. My use of race to describe him was an easy way to start to winnow down the guest list as there were only four black people there, including myself and the other two were female.

Another reason closer to the truth…

3. I had no other available information to go on. You know like job, education, religion, orientation, yada yada ya.

and………………

The truth…

4. I see race before I see anything else. We all do! Is that such a “bad” thing? Now I do not believe that I’m talking about racial profiling or stereotyping. Perhaps I am. I think that I’m talking about the hue of a persons skin…the amount of melanin, that’s all.

So, amici although I do not believe that I was in error. I will admit, that I shall endeavour to use other descriptors when describing people. As I type this I realise that by doing that, I will have to continue my attempts at increased social interactions (conversations) in attempt to learn more about people so that the use of race becomes a “last ditch descriptor.”

Well, I am off out to find myself some breakfast and perhaps have another day of #publictranspostories. ✌️

Ahhh, an over the shoulder reader asked, “why not use hair colour, height, eye colour?”
My answer, “If his hair was any other colour than black, I would have said, ‘the black guy with the salt and pepper hair?’ ” The same goes for height. “The really tall (or short) black guy.” So, I couldn’t escape. ✌️

A pui tardí!

A status update becomes a blog

Wow, I’ve been sitting here, reading “news” posts and listening to sound bites from various politicians. I’m shaking my head until I almost gave myself whiplash. I’ve asked myself a few questions.

1. When was the last time I believed ANY POLITICIAN?
2. What LIES and rations of half truths (LIES) will spew from their lips?

I can not remember the last time I believed anything any one of them have said. Wow, that’s sad.

I’ve no faith in the government or the politicians who were “elected” for the people and by the people. When it appears that they just don’t give a fuck about the people. (Sorry for the profanity. No I’m not sorry.) Wow….

✌️I don’t need to move anywhere. Because it appears that all governments are corrupt.✌️

Sigh, heavy sigh

I’ve lost my “spark.” I know it. I feel it. It’s gone. I’ve tried to no avail to re-ignite it, but it’s gone. The things that gave me some measure of joy, those things mean nothing to me now or the amount of pleasure derived from these things has diminished. I mouth words of affection and adoration, but the feeling behind them is hollow. I mean them, but the passion and emotional energy is feigned.

I am reminded of some lyrics from the musical episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

I touch the fire and it freezes me. I look into it and it’s black. Why can’t I feel? My skin should crack and peel! I want the fire back!

Oh well, a pui tardi.

Really? Wow! Are you fraking kidding me?

Just like I’m tired of people telling me,

You should be more like… .

I am also growing tired of people calling me

weird.

Yet, when I ask, “How am I being weird?” No one can give me an answer. So what’s up with that? I mean, you’ve read some of these entries. You know that I have …issues… 😄 but I own my issues. I embrace my issues. Perhaps that is what makes me “weird.” But you know what, I’m finished with that.
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I am forever amazed at what people notice. I am forever amazed at what offends – perhaps that’s not the best word, but I can’t think of the “correct” one. I LOVE high style speech. I will drop a “thee” or a “thine” in a sentence if I can. Plus, if I’ve chatted with you for a while and I’m feeling a title, I’ll give you a title.
“Title?”
You know a title…Lord, Lady, Viscount, Baroness, etc. etc. etc. Well, it seems, that I’ve hurt the feelings of an on-liner by not offering a them title.
By the Pluto’s thorny cock! I try not to trivialise the feelings of others. It’s not my place to tell you how you should feel. HOWEVER, really? Give me a bloody break!!! I am sorry if feathers were ruffled, but REALLY? I understand people being pissed at me because I posted a pic of a clockwork President Obama wanking off. I’d understand if you’d get pissed at me because I called your kid ugly and slapped your spouse. Get pissed if I insult your faith based on the radical actions of others of similar beliefs. There are thousands of reasons to get pissed at moi. Me, not proffering you a make believe title shouldn’t be a reason. You want a title? Give yourself one!…..20140715-063607-23767132.jpg

HOWEVER I’m just ….but to have to re-evaluate because I’ve not …… YES, these are some of the people in my circle. But I never knew, that this was a brewing issue. When I said “circle” an image came to mind…

Talking about images. I realised today, that with a few exceptions, I no longer have to Google basic images. I’ve plenty of original pieces I can use and will start using. I snap at least one thousand photos a day. I know this because I dump my camera roll into my #Shoebox before I power down.

What else? Ahhhh, if one says…speaks…writes…communicates one request, statement, whatever AND IT IS NOT HOW ONE TRULY FEELS, IF IT IS NOT WHAT ONE REALLY WANTS DONE. One can’t get angry when the desired outcome isn’t achieved. Does that make sense? Basically…Don’t beat about the bush. Don’t be coy.

This was not where I thought this blog was going to go. It’s not really what I’d planned … Oh well.

Oh, you’ve been weighing heavily because I forgot to buy your latest offering. It was on the “To Do” list, but…. 😒.

a pui tardí
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Oh, micro-blogs, as my ability to recall ideas, sparked moments ago continues to decline, I am going to try the “micro-blogging” thing. An associate called it Twitter140+. Ahhh. Or, hummmmm

If I seem insensitive to what you’re going through, Captain, understand – it’s the way I am. – Spock of Vulcan