I WROTE THIS IN TWO SETTINGS, APPROXIMATELY 8 HOURS APART. IT WENT FROM A SHORT TO THE POINT POST, TALKING ABOUT MY EMOTIONS AT ACHIEVING 500 POSTS.
WELL... I WAS IN A FUNNY MOOD THE SECOND TIME AROUND, AFTER A LONG MIDNITE STROLL IN 61 DEGREE WEATHER, BY GEORGE, IT MORPHED MORE, INTO WHOM I AM. AT LEAST I THINK SO! I THINK THE POINT CAN BE MADE, ABOUT EVERYTHANG, MY USING HUMOR TO MAKE MY POINTS, THAT THERE MY FRIENDS IS WHAT I LIKE TO DO! SO RELAX AND ENJOY... ME... BEING ME!!!
It's 9-ish on Sunday evening. I reckon Sundays are for relaxing, and that's just what I do. Rest my body and mind from, inescapable, escapades, of madness mania, that seem to be going around this past week, giving me the strength, for the upcoming one. Ain't it funny! How during the hectic frenzy of the work week, one can get so tired, mentally frustrated, down, or so plum tired of associating with incompetence. We must, get away from the madness, or one may... become it! I REFUSE to be part of the inept, zombies, that are destroying the overall intelligence, work ethics and humanity of our species!
I'm wondering... (Oh shit!) "Ya reckon there be like a flu shot to administer directly to SOME PEOPLE!!!" One can dream can't one?
Well I'll answer my own question if you don't mind! "I think therefore I'm this way!!!" (A little funny there you know a take off on, "I think therefore I am."
Today's raising of nincapoopish/incompetent people, is the cause of evolution, creationism, with drugs and immunizations a plenty, throw in some pesticides, television, smart phones, reducing people to??? Just today whilst watching the Denver Broncos, a commercial come across, wanting the intelligent people of the world to buy their smart phone. Immediately, I see, a heap O trouble. It says "the only phone that allows you to talk and surf at the same time." Fireworks going off up top! DAMN!!! WE HAVE PEOPLE TALKING AND TEXTING WHILE DRIVING THE INTERSTATE OF SUDDEN DEATH, FUCK YEAH, LET THEM STUPID SUCKERS SURF, AND SURF RIGHT OFF THE ROAD!!! IF THE MICROWAVE EMISSIONS OF THE MODERN ERA, HAVE FRIED THEIR FRICKING BRAINS TO DO SUCH A THING, GET THEM "IDIOTS" OFF THE HIGHWAYS! LET THEM COOK IN HELL!!!
My mind is as clear and relaxed as one can get, while not be snoring! Maybe, a hodgepodge of thoughts will pour out, so I can examine them, hopefully so, or this will be a short post! I love writing my thoughts, my opinions, frees me up to move ahead, allowing the baggage to be dropped off the train at every Rail Road Stop and move on to what lies around the next bend. Mighty important, I must say! Carrying baggage that never gets delivered fills one's boxcar to overloading, no place for new bags! That baggage MUST be delivered, thrown out, at the end of the day, exorcised, burnt up! YES SIR! We must keep our brain gears oiled and working "PROPERLY!"
HOW WOULD I KNOW? Thanks for asking that question! To those of you that have read just a tad of my post, most likely have no idea of what I'm all about... That's perfectly okay, just stick around as I grow into my new found hobby. I have just completed 500 posts, something I don't take for granted and am mighty proud of! For me to stick with anything this long is very pleasing to me, an old varmint who has lived through many things, making it to a time, while others I went to school with are long gone, or disabled. I take nothing for granted, I who have battled high blood pressure for twenty years, yet have no lingering problems.
Currently I give no apology to my lack of writing skills, I have none, this I'm well aware of! If you look for the college journalistic major type, you've come to the wrong place. If you wish for all the properness, please by all means shop around, until you find those posts that please you.
I come from a poor family, have a high school education, English was my most FEARED class. I never dared to have a dream as a child, my thoughts never ventured beyond the day to day existence of family turmoil. Ah, but I loved to read, thank God for that!
What I have to give, is ME, being ME! I'm so simple, even at this time in my life, however for some unexplainable, un-understandable reason, a dart seems lodged in my soul. I MUST, pull it out by writing the thoughts in my mind, or the tiny dust devil whirling across the sand turns into a small tornado in my head! I don't want tornadoes in my head, soo I write it away! Yep, only took this here smart old man a heap O years to figure that one out! (Better than seeing Doc. Fred S. FRAUD, or tuning in to Doc. Phil every day! You know the slang for TV is the boob tube, not meaning bOObs you know!)
It has not come easy! An old man approaching sixty, who does not know how to type, knows nothing about computers, and NOTHING about, the taught writing skills of 'schoolin.' I'm in a way like Rocky Balboa, giving my all, to achieve self satisfaction of going against the odds! "I ain't going down no more!"
I truly believe I'm seeing benefits, unimaginable in the beginning, as I cry from pure frustration, of not being able to get my mind, and my fingers to work together! The short story, actually my first story "The Flame" was originally written by hand, I lovingly, yet frustratingly, taught myself to type with it. I could not guess the hours put into that one story over several years. Why I had to write that story, that consumed several hundred hours, I'm not sure of! I only know, I must, and the self-fulfillment of seeing it finalized here on Glen View is nothing short of what a friend of mine most likely feels, publishing his first book at my age. I have an autographed copy of it, he gave me, and I feel his joy! ( Amen Brother!) I witnessed this monumental achievement, enjoying the wonderful occasion along with him. He introduced me, well actually gave me a copy of Crime And Punishment. I can honestly say "that's the finest book I've ever read." To read such a masterpiece in words, at the ripe old age of 60 renews my passion!
To curl up with a good book is unlike anything! My imagination opened wide as a child, at learning to read, as it blossomed I could visit, see in my mind, explore, laugh.
"I would die simply, just as a bug in a rug, to have lived without words!!!
Perhaps... there lies reasoning, behind every little thing, we fail to comprehend. Yes, that certainly seems true. If we're always reacting to everything that happens in the course of a day, there lies no time for being proactive. Proactive; taking the initiative.
(There is a #2 explanation but it's about psychology, I think we're all fucked up enough, and DO NOT need no more psychology shit in our daily lives!)
IT WOULD BE MY GREATEST PLEASURE, IF... THROUGH MY OPENNESS, RELEASING MY DEEPEST EMOTIONS, FOR OTHERS TO COME, TO A DEEPER UNDERSTANDING OF THEMSELVES! SOMETIMES THE HARDEST THINGS TO SAY, ARE WHAT REALLY NEEDS TO BE SAID!
I BELIEVE THE GREATEST SINGLE GIFT, TO BESTOW, "IS ONES SELF!!" WE HEAR AND SEE SO MUCH, SMOKE. (BULL SHIT!)
I GET IN MY SILLY MOODS, HOPING TO MAKE YOU LAUGH, OR AT LEAST, A WEE GRIN CURLING AT THE CORNER OF YOUR MOUTH!
I HOPE FOR YOU TO RETURN THINKING, "LET'S SEE WHAT THAT GLEN VIEW FELLER HAS TO SAY TODAY!" I'M GRATEFUL WHEN YOU DO!
I'M A WORKS IN PROCESS, YOU SEE! I BELIEVE THOSE OF YOU THAT HAVE FOLLOWED ME FOR A SPELL, CAN MAKE SOME SENSE OUT OF WHAT I SAY, AS I GROW INTO THIS SPIRIT REALM OF AUTOMATIC WRITING.
I DO NOT WISH TO BE LIKE ANY OTHER! WE ARE ALL """INDIVIDUALS""" IF I TOUCH UPON A THREAD IN YOU, THAT MAKES YOU THINK OR LAUGH, PLEASE PLAY IT FORWARD, SO ALL CAN FEEL!!! Glen Man oh man! I reckon I did have something to say! Just hafta prime the pump to get er started!
Oh my! THERE'S MANY OF Y'ALL OUT THERE, THAT DON'T UNDERSTAND THAT PRIMING THE PUMP THING!!! No... I take that back if you read me then you'll know!!! GOODNIGHT MY FRIENDS... I do think of you as friends!!! """Please wish me at least another 500 post!""" That'll be my Xmas present from you to me! Yer Pal always, Glen View.