Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Life is a Highway... Full of Pot Holes

I am wondering why in the the last few months I have been driving along the road of life only to blow my tires on these incessant pot holes? 

It's been amazing. How many pot holes can I possibly find? For that fact, how many figurative tires can I continue to pop? 

Life may be a highway but the repair crew has exited several towns back.

Welcome to a time not written. I have been thinking creatively about the implications surrounding time for art and writing purposes. What do we do if time weren't constant? Was it ever? 

What if our notion of black holes is incorrect and that black holes are actually condensed forms of absolute matter where time, space, and energy combine into a single entity? Then stepping into that chasm would yield a visitor an all access pass to the wisdom of the ages where time stood still.

So if every galaxy has a black hole of absolute matter as its core operating system, then the only reason we experience linear time and physicality is because the energy seeping outward of the event horizon manipulates our perception of what we call reality, yet does nothing to inhibit the quantum reality of observation that contradicts so many of our belief systems. 

If speculation could be verified, then the pot holes ripping through my fictional tires are really the reality I cannot fathom because I am stuck in a diluted distortion and reality actually exists inside nothingness...

Then someone asks... you think about these things? 
I reply: doesn't everyone?

Have a great and wonderful day! 


Sunday, May 21, 2017

Random Acts of Kindness

It's been awhile. Karma and me have been on the outs. I don't speak to her and she definitely doesn't speak to me.

I have felt alone in this universe for a very long time. That makes a person feel older than s/he really is. I feel a ton of weight on my shoulders most of the time. A weight that too makes me feel old.

Crotchety. Crusty. Crumplily. 

What's a girl going to do? Buy something meaningless to make her feel better for a moment in time? Our consumer driven society has not yielded us girls a moment of satisfaction. We keep looking outwardly for inward solutions to our needs. 

So this weekend I found two souls who very much needed some help. One with a book cover and event. The other with just a book cover. 

Luckily, these two souls were very gracious to my abrupt entrance into their lives and taking over like i do! Yet, Karma will have her way. These two were due for some good Karma and I was due to create some Random Acts of Kindness. 

The feeling of helping someone else out and from the accomplishment is more than any currency can afford me. Not that a disabled person has any currency after the bills are paid, anyway. Still I feel better. I think those two souls feel better as well.

So Karma, it is nice every once and awhile that you are far from the bitch we all believe you to be. The funny thing is that WE can create all the good Karma for others and ourselves if we just take a moment to step outside our comfort zone and lend a helping hand to someone else without any asking for a reward. 

Maybe someday, Karma, you will shine down on me with a little good luck. 

And, we can all use a little of that in our lives. So the next time you feel down about something, go out and be a good person to someone else. The act will not only lift that person's spirits but yours as well. 

A Random Act of Kindness is a prescription we should all take as much as possible.

Have a great and wonderful day!