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What Price Peace?

I was lying in my bed this weekend, listening to the soft breathing of my significant other and feeling rather pleasant when all of a sudden thoughts filled my head of all the things that could possibly go wrong in life.  It can’t always be this good, right?


Then I stepped outside of the maelstrom and wondered, where did all that nonsense come from?  I’m pretty centered and peaceful in general, and I know that life is uncertain but so what.  That shit felt like it had been planted there and I had a good idea who did it.  All the shit we watch and read and absorb every day, all of it seems designed to force us to take a side, feel an emotion (usually fear or anger), and it doesn’t add one iota to our lives.

I love to be informed, but I despise when someone attempts to cause me to feel an emotion I wouldn’t normally choose.  You can’t make me feel afraid or angry or guilty without my consent but I will resent the hell out of you if you try.

So that’s when I decided I should take a mini-break of sorts with media.  I don’t want to read any more articles for anything that has a decided scare-tactic slant.  I don’t think this will make a slight bit of difference in how news gets presented, but I guarantee the less of that shit that gets in my head, the happier I’ll be.

I don’t need to know the latest news, gossip or bit of trivia.  And if it disturbs my calm, then I’m better off without it.

Feel free to be concerned that I will miss some important piece of information but I doubt it.  I doubt my life will be diminished in the slightest if I don’t read about some murder, rape or event that happened nowhere near me and that I can do nothing about.  This may be a good way for me to discover if there is anyone out there whose only goal is to inform the public, and then allow the public to form their own opinions about the information presented.  Novel idea, eh?


I’m starting to feel better already.


Sick Day

I really want to keep up the regularity of my blog posts but I’m having a sick day.  I’ve got some kind of cold/sinus nonsense and I’m feeling a little groggy and generally blah.

My mind can’t seem to care about anything else at the moment other than not being sick.  Good thing I don’t have kids.  They’d be on their own right now.

Oh well.  Even when I’m feeling well, I still don’t want kids.


Perhaps I’m nature’s way of keeping us from completely overpopulating the planet.  No energy left for a rant on this topic.  Oh well.

Here’s a cute picture of a sloth instead.  I’ll be back to my old cantankerous self next week.  Maybe.

cute baby sloth

So much information, so little focus

The internet, for me, is like one of those giant discount stores.  So much to look at that I’m left overwhelmed in a very short while.  I cannot shop at places like Marshall’s or Goodwill any longer because I lack the patience or desire to sift through so much crap to get at the few potential treasures at a great bargain.

I’ve spent a lifetime filling my head with random knowledge that sometimes I feel like an intellectual hoarder trapped under piles of useless crap with no way of getting free of it.  Sometimes I actually amaze myself by what’s in there.  I remember watching Jeopardy! a few years ago.  The category was “Russian Rulers”.  I got four out of five right, and I’ve never really spent much time on Russian history.

There’s this one odd thing on my bucket list that I doubt anyone would really understand.  It is to take a vow of silence for at least a week (longer would be better).  I know it sounds strange to go completely without words and the vow would include both the spoken and written word. Can you even imagine it?

I can and that’s why it appeals to me.

How would life be without words to categorize and explain everything?  Would my brain at some point stop doing that if it were no longer getting any further input of words?  What would my experience of the world be like without the constant running commentary?  This is something I wish to be a witness to in my lifetime.

One of the things that might happen without words is you become more aware of the here and now.  You aren’t telling stories about what happened nor are you creating images of what you want to have happen in the future, so all you’re left with is what’s right in front of your face.

For the time being, I can take smaller breaks from words until the time comes when I can take the plunge.  And just like movement and exercise, these little breaks can be accumulative towards the expansion of my overall awareness.


Back in the Saddle Again

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Much like waking up and going to the gym after a long absence can be difficult so is writing.  I had been going pretty strong for a while, writing about one blog a week.  Then the well ran dry.

I struggled with what to write about.  I grasped at current affairs and how I felt about them, but they seemed to fly by so quickly and so did my feelings as the next one came into view.  I thought if I could hone the blog down to a more specific topic or field then it might make it easier to come up with stuff to write about on a regular basis.

For months, friends have been asking about my blog.  I don’t have a huge readership but they all know I want to write and were enjoying my output.  I was enjoying it too.  I guess I felt like it had to be more than just my random musings.

I’m very much a Jack of all Trades but Master of None.  And that’s the way I like it.  Variety is the spice of my life and after a short while, I lose interest in just one area.  I’m much like the honey bee who flits from flower to flower.  A little of this, a little of that.  As Auntie Mame once quipped, “Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!”

And just like getting back into an exercise routine, I’m going to take it easy on myself in the beginning.  If I just keep at it, it might become exactly what it was meant to be.