another blah, rainy April Saturday morning
spring is taking a momentary vacation
shitty weather day in the neighborhood.
opposing views of no one in particular
… and on the 16th day of April, 2021, it is 34 degrees and snowing.
there’s a method to my madness…
seagulls circling above. looking for food.
“The real question of life after death isn’t whether or not it exists, but even if it does what problem this really solves.”
~ Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosopher ~ 1889 – 1951
“A boundary is not that at which something stops, but that from which something begins.”
~ Martin Heidegger, Philosopher ~ 1889 – 1976
“Change your life today. Don’t gamble on the future, act now, without delay.”
~ Simone de Beauvoir
I write stuff…so…this is what I do. ..and…it happy to do it.
if its noon, time for eating
it won’t be long when a majority of the trees will be sporting their finest greenery.
“The so-called Beat Generation was a whole bunch of people, of all different nationalities, who came to the conclusion that society sucked.”
~ John Clellon Holmes, Author ~ 1926 – 1988
big improvement in the weather here, so i took a long walk. the air was warm, compare to the las two days, with overcast skies and with the wind coming off the ocean, brings the temperature down, but it didn’t stop me from pounding the bricks.
today’s walk was beneficial, as i cleansed my head, and helps keep my sugar under control. in fact, i decided to take another stroll. now that i’m home, i’ll just kick back and relax and start all over tomorrow.
can’t win for losing
brain cells are not in sync
the american dream … hmmm
“You are talking to a leftist. I believe in the redistribution of wealth and power in the world. I believe in universal hospital care for everyone. I believe that we should not have a single homeless person in the richest country in the world. And I believe that we should not have a C.I.A. that goes around overwhelming governments and assassinating political leaders, working for tight oligarchies around the world to protect the tight oligarchy here at home.”
~ Abbie Hoffman – Social activist, Chicago Seven participant. Born: November 30, 1936 – Died: April 12, 1989
the weather at times can be finicky
a gloomy, chilly, overcast, sunday morning.
another balmy day. all is good.
spring has sprung. birds are happy.
“Simplify your life. Don’t waste the years struggling for things that are unimportant. Don’t burden yourself with possessions. Keep your needs and wants simple and enjoy what you have. Don’t destroy your peace of mind by looking back, worrying about the past. Live in the present. Simplify!”
~ Henry David Thoreau
thinking of the days when a nickel was the cost for the local newspaper.
mind blowing experiences
it was a beautiful evening for walking.
enjoyed every minute of it
it was good for the mind and the body
alley cats meowing away
sun is shining
outside the birds are singing
reading a book
sitting on the couch. dozing off.
a relaxed state of mind.
quiet nights are exhilarating
daydreaming in the night time. yep.
another windy day in the neighborhood.
He told her lover, cry me a river. She started to weep, when suddenly it seemed like the dam broke, and all hell broke loose. She just kept crying and crying, and it looked liked it wasn’t going to stop any time soon. Now he wished he never told her to cry.
another day dealing with brain cramps.
watching tv, or is it watching me?
walking on air. no better feeling.
suffering brain cramps. nonexistent thought(s) processing.
“Time and space – time to be alone, space to move about – these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow.”
~ Edwin Way Teale, Naturalist ~ 1899 – 1980
where have you gone Jack Kerouac?
Running a marathon is just like reading a good book. After a while you’re just not conscious of the physical act of reading.
~ Frank Shorter
new month. new day. same year.
naked trees gently swaying underneath the overcast sky.
and so it goes. so it goes…
“It is possible that I am dreaming right now and that all of my perceptions are false.”
~ Rene Descartes, Philosopher ~ 1596 – 1650
10:00 p.m. its dark. Its quiet.
a new day. a normal life.
the winds of March are doing their thing, again.
“I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.”
~ John Burroughs
drab. dark. gloomy. shitty. crappy day.
you meet all kinds of people in the supermarket, laundromat, drug store, and other places. but you knew that.
she’s all sunshine, bouyancy and giggles.
friday afternoon at the supermarket. chaos.
A hot and sticky night in the city. Nadia’s a/c doesn’t work, so she lay awake all night. She looked at the alarm clock, and saw it was 3:00 a.m., and suddenly she heard a woman screaming loudly, and she decided to look out the window, and saw a man beating an older woman. Nadia got on her cell phone, dialed 911, and told the police what was going on. A few minutes later a couple of cruisers arrived, and immediately called for an ambulance. A third cruiser happened to be nearby, and spotted a man from the description Nadia gave them. The police questioned the guy, who was three sheets to the wind, and saw his hands were marked from the beating he gave the woman. They cuffed him, read him his rights, and stuck his ass in the back seat of the police car, and took him for booking.
spill the beans. face gets redder.
to know thyself, works for me.
I get tired watching other people work. do you?
3:00 a.m. in the Eastern Time Zone is dark, possible moon shining, and stars, not so many with all the light pollution, in the cities. To go along with the darkness, is silence, not 100% but close enough. And most people are sound asleep, and missing the all the goodness that 3:00 a.m. brings to the table.
The opposite of a correct statement is a false statement. But the opposite of a profound truth may well be another profound truth.
~ Niels Bohr
“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.”
~ Elie Wiesel
Sun is shining. Birds are happy.
it would be nice, when you go to the store for a loaf of bread, and it is already toasted, and each loaf had a light toast, another would be medium, the other would be dark toast. think of the time saved while you take out the slices of your favorite toast, knowing that you didn’t have to use the toaster, and the electricity you save. its like going green, and saving time, energy and money.
the words regurgitate from the brain, down into the spine, then down through both arms straight on to the fingers on both hands, in which they do their diligent job of typing the words, which have flown freely from its beginning of its journey. voila! the job is completed. the story is written.
when I am out and about and need some inspiration, I seek out my guru who is sitting on one of the benches in the downtown square. buy him a coffee and a bagel, and he’s in his glory, filling my down and out brain a boost of enthusiastic goodwill and beautiful words to live by
everything is going well with me, in the niche of the planet I inhabit.
just read my horoscope (Aquarius), and it said I will not see eye-to-eye with family, friends and relative. conversations can be rancorous, and one sided. best to keep a tight lip, and let the time of day move on.
still alive and kicking
I’m taking a break from posting, as I need to tend to other matters. I don’t have any idea If and when I will return.
*Born: March 12, 1922 – Died: October 21, 1969
“To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.”
~ Bertrand Russell
Watching life go by in the rear view mirror.
Since the old gray matter, aka the brain, seems to have gone on vacation. Its drawing blanks, so can’t come up with a scintilla of an idea of what to say, write, type, whatever. How long its going to be away, is anybody’s guess. Just don’t expect any postcards from it, saying wish you were here, you’d have a good time, yada, yada, yada. All I can say is, I hope you are having a good time.
Without much sleep, I am sitting here, cup of coffee beside me, reading blog posts, and trying to figure out, what the hell am I doing up, when I should have gone back to bed. Of course there’s the nap routine, then there’s countless cups of strong, black coffee. Then there’s just go with the flow, and see what comes of it.
“A good friend is a connection to life – a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.”
~ Lois Wyse, Author ~ 1926 – 2007