...a time for reflection...

Today is Halloween, tomorrow is All Saint's Day...

"Demain c'est le journee de Toussaints."

"Manana sera el dia de Santos."

...for me, a time for reflection...

THE CRUMBLING COOKIE

Realizing, I am not in charge...

What happens in my life is much bigger than me...and not much under my control.
Only my attitude and opinions are mine.

Beyond that, I may as well let go...

If I am a globalist living amidst nationalists, tough luck-- "GO along and get along."

ASI ES LA VIDA.

C'EST LA VIE.

"That's life."

That's the way the cookie crumbles...

"BLEW ME AWAY"

CHECK OUT THE BLOG ***OPERATION EDEN***

IT "BLEW ME AWAY"

http://operationeden.blogspot.com/

SLOW SPEED SCENIC BYWAY

What is that "wanting to give up" feeling: is it the GREAT LETTING GO, the wish to
FLOW, to lose one's way...and find another WAY?

Or is it simply "I give up", "Have it your way", "I don't care anymore", "It ain't worth the struggle", "whatEVER"...

Dialog (socio-political, interpersonal, matters of care and concern, living and dying)
I leave to dialecticians, science to scientists, education to educators, elections to electioneers, electricity to electricians, art to artists, athletics to athletes, specialties to specialists: maybe you are catching my TRAIN of thought.

It is not a high-speed TRAIN (not a TGV)...but it is a train for exhausted people: folks who want a scenic byway somewhere nearby the information superhighway.

"OK OK": A MOTHER'S LAMENT

I sing a song of my pa...a song of Kaddesh...

Not to k'bosh k'desh...

Rather simply to draw a solo slow vowel (akin to cantor's song but predating specific
rite and ritual)...

To sing of LOVE BEYOND TIME:


'ooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...........'

IT CAN'T BE UPHILL ALL THE WAY

I've been lost in the mountains and valleys of BLOGGER for awhile-- GOOGLE and YAHOO visiting, and even reading a smorgasbord of blogs. What an array of LANGUAGES, interests, business scams and set-ups, "bait and switch" gambits, photo essays, heartfelt discourse, music, video, political analysis and diatribe, dating games, and more...

Today, I am particularly noticing loneliness and alienation...or, maybe, I am feeling and "projecting" these emotions and states. (Enough self-directed rumination for now.)

My question for the day is, "WHY DID THE HUGE(!) PEACE MARCH IN D.C. (end of September)GET SUCH SCANT ATTENTION in the mainstream print and TV media?

UNSKILLED I AM

UNSKILLED I AM and that's no lie...
I have lost more skills in the blink of an eye:
Once I skiied and stood on my head;
And, I am told, a body of students led...but
Now I choose to read in bed.

Once I had pride in onomatopoesis;
The interest then switched to electrophoresis...
Which I gave up with "professions are a 'bitch'...
I'd rather just go dig a ditch"...
(Or drive a truck...
If I'm having a run of luck...
Or selling books, or paving roads,
Or hammering nails, or lifting bales...)

It really does not matter, as long as I do my best:
"Good enough for government work" is not
The ultimate test.

How Do You "Spin" A Spoonful Of Peanut Butter Love

Okay...I spent a little time in internet and blogdom browse mode, so maybe now I am ready to slick up my blogsite a little. You know...like a makeover, "trendy" it up a little.

Like... if I am giving away "intellectual property" I might as well give my writing a Frederick's of Hollywood makeover: dress it in a sassy teddy to make my message more appealing. Maybe some mood music in the background. Maybe some subliminal video footage to create the right mood behind the printed word.

Ah...to hell with the printed word, the Frederick's of Hollywood makeover, the mood music, the video...why not just an in-your-face Hologram?

Ah, forget about the Hologram, about communication...what about LUNCH and a BOOK?