I realize this is perfectly obvious and painfully clear to most everyone... but the weight of the reality of things sinks in occasionally with a crisp hot sensation. No, REALLY... NOBODY is asking YOU, anything. AND there's nothing wrong with that!
Is that an "ouch" or a "whew"? I can go either way or both directions at once. I keep reminding myself that nobody cares and nobody is watching. I have this ongoing, ever-present feeling that someone or something is watching me. Even if that were remotely possible, at this point there are no apparent consequences that I can decipher so I'm due to give that up. It truly is amazing how the thoughts take on their own life and then go in circles, trigger, circle, spin, trigger, circle, spin... ad nauseum. (I got the idea for a guru image... with a big X through it indicating that is NOT me and I found, just FYI, like 99% of gurus are guys! FYI)
I just started a reading a new book... a parody on Marie Kondo's Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up... it's by Sarah Knight "the life-changing magic of Not Giving a Fuck"
So far it's amazing. She wrote the exact book I was thinking of writing. Organizing techniques to clear the barnyard of you mind of all the crap you don't need to give a fuck about. I really do like the book, a lot! The tag line is "how to stop spending time you don't have with people you don't like doing things you don't want to do."
I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on.
Fibber McGee's closet!