I found a soapbox and stood up on it... I'll be getting down now

Thoughts, time, tasks, tedium and other things have clouded my week, past several weeks. That is why the lack of writing. I guess I got back into the whole self censorship mode and that isn’t a good place to be because every word you type, write, scribble is agonized over and how it will be read.

I would say no more but I know how the gear box works, even if it seems like it doesn’t. I just haven’t figured out how anyone else’s works so mine seems to be broken to most.

Too many thoughts is a part of the problem. I want to get it all out of my head and it all wants to come out at once and that isn’t happening because not much gets out. So I’ve taken to writing thoughts on scraps of paper. Have I got scraps of paper now. A few piles. But they are containable because they are scraps.

So I’m going to hopefully start wading into the scraps of paper and getting stuff out of my head.

We focus too much on excellence really and finding the next best thing. I not saying don’t strive for change. We should always be learning and moving forward but we will fall on the way. Everyone will. However, our rules don’t allow for failure.

We don’t allow for good enough. When did that become a bad thing.

Good enough means it works, it performs a function which is needed it does it in a effective manner, it meets the needs without fail.

That isn’t bad. Without fail. That means success. A win. Good enough.

Yet it isn’t acceptable any longer. Good enough won’t do… we need bigger, faster, stronger, shinier, flashier, prettier, skinnier, softer, more absorbent etc.

Nothing is ever good enough.

Not every one can win, that isn’t a defeatist statement. If someone wins someone has to loose. Yin-yang. You can’t have one without the other.

Not everyone can win, doesn’t mean don’t try. It simply means that you aren’t always going to succeed.

We deal poorly with the yang parts of life in this society. We love then Yin (good) hate the Yang (bad).

We learn, hopefully from our mistakes. However, if you are cut loose, kicked out no longer taught after one mistake. Can we get any better? (rhetorical)

We can’t we haven’t and we look at the mess we are in and like a couple of 5 year olds point to someone else and say he did it.

Not he did it
Not she did it

We all did it. From allowing corruption to go on unchecked, to allowing lies to be sold at truth, to putting greed in front of building communities and strength, to always saying what is in it for me, where is mine, to being not caring about the person next door who has been dead for a week and half.

We all did it.

There is no more time for finger pointing. There is no more time for stupid semantics on policies and political belief.

It is time to stand up and say. No you do not need to do this

It is time to stand up and say. No I will not accept this.

It is time to change things in our society and not to just ask when will it change.

The answer is it will change when everyone gets up off their ass and makes it better. Not for money, not for something in return, not for profit. Just to make it better.

That isn’t socialism, it isn’t communism, or any one xenophobic word you want to attach to it.

It is simply decent to reach out and help, to clean up to make things better and not ask what’s in it for me. Because what’s in it for everyone, is a stronger, a smarter, a better, safer, healthier, and all around happier place, town, city, state country, planet to live.

Have a happy Saturday.

Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

I need a new drug

So the new addiction is a product of dropping the last addiction. Which is the usual expected addiction from dropping the smokes. I have to find a new addiction but cheese pizza is so yummy. Ok cheese pizza may not be the usual pick up from dropping the smokes but the hand to mouth replacement and weight gain is normal. Well normal enough.

On the bright side during the year I’ve been quit I did pick up two addictions following the dropping of the smoking one and now I only have the one.

The other one that I’ve dropped was round cookies and cream ice cream sandwiches. Oh yeah they are so, so, yummy

I can’t even have those in the house any more they are like crack. Crack I tell you.

Seriously, eyes glazed over, geeked out junkie kind of addiction with those things. Yup, yup, you know it I’m an ice cream junkie when it comes to those…it’s the stuffy, stuff of the addiction… I was burning up a 6 pack of them in a day. So yeah not good to have them around. The pizza thing has to stop too

I beat the ice cream one, the smoking one, I can beat the pizza one too. Right?

I really like melted cheese on bread though mmmmmmmmmm

It is so bad for you though.

So I’m working on it I don’t want to quit it all together but I may have to do just that to break the triple threat thing I have going on right now.

Old, fat, and ugly. Yeah, I know it certainly is a winning combination.

I can’t change the fat

I certainly can’t change the ugly bit

But I can change the fat bit… yeah that doesn’t make thing terribly better but old and ugly is just double trouble and not a triple threat.

If you can think of new addiction I can pick up let me know.

It has to be affordable though as I’m not really able to spend a lot on the addiction and thanks Huey for the title.

Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

It started on rubber ducky lane

They were passin’ that baby like a forty at a picnic

And other odd things you don’t hear.

Then there is the joy in the world that I’ve seen and … well we’ll leave it that.

Odd conversation later which I can’t get into but that adds more joy in the world

In the world

Three or four ... four no it's five and one that is way out and a part time

There is beauty and joy

In the world

Jessica Stein is in the world

As is Martha P. too

She is a kin to Harvey’s status from Jessica’s friend

I’ve always thought so too.

I’m not even really sure why it’s that way.

I’m not sure what to think of the news but I do know that

There is beauty and joy

In the world

Where’s that 40

Oh yeah there it is pass it around.

Roll in the mud and stare at the text

I think I need a new addiction my last one is gone and the new one is not good for me.

Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

Really? Are you Serious?

While reading a news story today I just had to add my thoughts to what this guy had to say. Chris Packham, who claims to be a naturalist has made several statements which fly in the face of what most of us consider to be a naturalist. Thing one that he has said, the Panda just costs too much to save we need to let it die off. Really? You are a naturalist? Let the Panda die off. It is dying because we, the human parasites, can’t control our own population. If you are living in China or India you all need to stop phucking or use some seriously better birth control or birth control at all. Have you heard of Zero population growth. One year of this would do some much to save so many species.

Panda’s cost too much to save? Hmmm I think some times it costs too much to save too many people.

The panda would be doing well if the people on the planet would sort of stay in one place and stop taking up all the land. We need animals, we need forests and jungles to live.

I’m not done with Mr. Packham’s statements.

He also has said he would eat the last Panda so that money’s could be spent elsewhere?

Now I know I said that eating Ostrich would be ok, you know why they aren’t endangered. I’ve even said eating penguin would be funny because they are already dressed for dinner. But that was a joke. Mr. Packham’s statement wasn’t a joke.

Finally something he has said is that it is impossible to save the Tiger because it’s worth more dead. Hmmm

Really, you say you are a naturalist?

Mr. Packham sounds like he has his head really far up in a rather smelly place on his body and hasn’t seen the light of day in a long long time. The thing is that really stupid stuff like this gets picked up by industrialist and run up a flag poll so that other people who don’t think any animal should be saved if it stands in the way of industrial progress can say see we have proof.

To paraphrase / quote Hancock, “All you all in the this mindset are idiots”

I mean if these animals were dying off because they were doing something on their own to die off it would be different. But people are the only reason these species are dying. We need to change our behavior and do all that we can to reverse the damage we have done.

Yes there are a lot of other social woes that money spent on conservation could do but giving up on these fights is what those who don’t care want to happen. With each loss in the realm of conservation, they win more ground. Then more species die, more of the natural world is eradicated.

I’m not going to say save the earth because the earth doesn’t need our help, people need to be naturalist for people. If people kill off the animals and plants we will die too. Soon after wards too

I would rather show my kids and some day grand kids a real panda or tiger or have them know these animals live in the world. Rather than say yes I remember the day the last Panda, tiger, insert any other animal, died.

Wake up Mr. Packham and everyone else. Do one thing that makes the world better every day. Turn something off, recycle something, use reusable things and it goes on.

Save the world to save yourselves not the planet it will survive all our misdeeds we won’t. If we don’t change someday soon, people will be on the endangered species list


Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

it was like that when I got here

Lots on my mind…
evils of technology versus the good of technology
seeds of revolution and civil war are planted
bigotry and hatred

Too much to say about all of them and not enough time on the other side

Quandaries
Outlets
Ink blots
Oils
Pens
Lists

Songs and solutions

Mail too, too much from what I don’t want and not enough that I do want



Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

blah, blah, blah and other things that iggy didn't say... no it's not about iggy

Talking to people you find that those talking to you try to find the better thing to say rather than what is actually on their mind. Leaving it up to the listener to figure out the truth. Now I do sometimes in this public forum cloak what I say in cryptic language, double speak and idiom that mean more to me than the reader.

Sometimes purpose of that is that I don’t want people to know exactly what I’m saying because it is more for me to get things off my mind. Other times it is just for fun.

However when you try to say that better thing the person you are talking to can not really reply meaningfully. Then we complain when we get advise which isn’t helpful, that we aren’t understood.

Part of the problem is we don’t always want the people we are talking with to know the truth or the person who is listening takes what you say in a way which was not intended then not giving the speaker a chance to explain themselves.

Listeners have become so offended by what others say they create an environment where no one speaks their mind any more.

I am guilty of this as much as the other person. I do try to practice the idea that if you haven’t got anything nice to say don’t say anything. Peter rabbit principle - also a pillar but I do fail in that sometimes.

But way do we treat those who speak their mind so badly. Well yes sometimes someone telling you about how much they don’t like you with very colorful words and instructions on what to do with things, where to insert them and where said tasks should preferably be completed.

While the horse in hell is probably questioning why you are sweet talking them with a 2 by 4 up your bum aren’t those people allowed to be angry with you even if they don’t have a large vocabulary.

Mostly not, and for those without an expressive gift for language we tack on additional woe or just flat out punish them if they disagree with their opinion or idea which is different.

There is a time and place for saying , what you are saying goes too far. But simply expressing something the listen does not agree isn’t that time.

The truth isn’t always pleasant and sometimes the truth needs to be given slowly

Just some thoughts

In other news …Karma has found yet another way to kick me in the head… YAY! Not.

It is spelled ridiculous and you are asked first - if you can’t laugh about it you might as well lay on the floor in a ball and cry.

Same with Karma and the new improved way to kick me. I know my role with karma and I accept it. I don’t say it can always get worse because then it does.

Still in other news

Batman Arkham Asylum is a lot of fun and stunt boy and I have changed roles in the way we play games now. It used to be he would say dad come beat the level boss. Now he has to help me with this stuff. I contend that video games have gotten tougher over the last 5 years but I still need his help.

Yet still in other news

Doodle is a senior wow time flies by so fast

Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

Ceiling Fans

Ceiling Fans by Invisible Don 9/7/09

Into her eyes I’ve stared deeply,
Tasted her kiss upon my lips,
Felt her breath against my body,
Our arms were once tangled in the darkness,.

So long ago, but never far from my thoughts.
She is beauty tilting slightly to the left,
As she stares far off in photographs,
Imaging in my heart to what wonder or dream.

Sitting here and looking to the past.
Which choice would have made the difference.
Which one would have kept all the good in my life ,
And which would have led me into your arms

Lying here staring at the ceiling watching the spinning blades
Above me they begin to move backward.
Fixing my focus on a single point in the wheel
It becomes clear that the past is lost

The strumming of the strings,
The timbre of the voices in harmony with the melody.
Ticking clocks and flipping pages marking the passage
In the stars above Eros laughs

Stumbling in my thoughts, fumbling for the words.
To sing from my broken heart and voice
Pushing back the demons of doubt and fear
Searching for a way to say and have it sound sincere

That all the silver, diamonds and gold in the world
Are not worth nearly the joy a smile from you brings.
Finding a way to tell you that I miss you
And long to hear your voice whisper in the dark
Hold me and never let me go


Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,