what is reality
what is real
what is fake
what is true
not even
going to try
and figure
it out
just crawl
back into
my niche
and live
Tag life
The Creative Center Of A Writer’s Life
“Reading is the creative center of a writer’s life. I take a book with me everywhere I go, and find there are all sorts of opportunities to dip in. The trick is to teach yourself to read in small sips as well as in long swallows. Waiting rooms were made for books— of course! But so are theater lobbies before the show, long and boring checkout lines, and everyone’s favorite, the john. You can even read while you’re driving, thanks to the audiobook revolution. Of the books I read each year, anywhere from six to a dozen are on tape.”
~ Stephen King
summer
came to
an end
at 3:21 pm
past history
in a flash
like it was
all a blur
that was real
Being An Intellectual
“Being an intellectual creates a lot of questions and no answers. You can fill your life up with ideas and still go home lonely. All you really have that really matters are feelings. That’s what music is to me.” – Janis Joplin”
lost and found
its a perfect day to take a stroll, when a young female stops a few feet away. she has a dumbfounded look on her face… he stops dead in his tracks … excuse me… you look like you are lost… she replied… i am lost … do you need help… since you say that you are lost… nope… okay … so how can i help you in any other way … she told him i am no longer lost … huh … why is that he asked… because i found you … so my quest is over for finding the first man that noticed i was lost…
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oh how the words come flowing out. makes writing so much fun…
its been
so long since
i used an
alarm clock
… probably
wouldn’t know
how to set one
and even if i
did … well
Strangers In The Park
Sitting on a park bench, reading one of his favorite authors, he noticed out of the corner of his eye, an acquaintance that he hasn’t seen in ages. He remembered her name, but as far some of the particulars go, they just passed right by him. He finally looked up, and said hello, and she said I know you, but can’t remember where I’ve seen you before.
After a few moments of happy chat, she still couldn’t place him, and when she got home, to look him up on the internet. What she learned was that he was a high school teacher, never married, and no brothers and sisters.
With that info, she was contemplating to whether to call him, and hopefully meet up with him, or just call it a day, and move on.
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I write for the hell of it.
Why Me
It is one of those days, when nothing seems to go right for a number of reasons. So what were the things that ended up ruining the neighbor’s day.
He looks out the window and sees that his car stolen…no milk in the fridge for his cereal…coffee maker shit the bed…later in the day…he burnt his sirloin steak…
With everything that went south,he took a double dose of Xanax..and called it a day.
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I write to entertain the masses.
People Are Strange
“People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.”
~ Charles Bukowsk, Poet, 1920 – 1994
A Much Needed Change
With all the bullshit going with the Delta virus flaring up in his state, Jim decided to pack his bags, jump in his car, and head out of state.
After driving north for the past four hours, he decided to keep going in the same direction. Eventually, he got on Interstate 95 North, and saw the sign for Portland, Maine. He stayed overnight at the rest stop…rested up…then topped off the gas tank, and after a bite to eat he proceeded back on his journey.
Around five hours later, he was approaching the US-Canadian border in Houlton, went through the all the questions the Canadian border police asked, and then proceeded on 95 in Woodstock, New Brunswick.
He felt so relieved to be in a country where the people are a lot friendlier, and that made up his mind to want live in Canada, and leave the past behind.
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I write as it keeps me sane.
Not What She expected
A rural upbringing, she decided to move to a big city.
The realtor won her over with all the good things and the closeness to some of the best restaurants, cinemas, etc., etc…so she agreed to take the one bedroom apartment, which was on 12th floor.
What she didn’t expect, was the littered sidewalks, traffic tie ups, and the constant or she seemed think that there the sound of sirens…police cruisers, fire engines, ambulances…
She felt uncomfortable seeing the homeless lying down on the benches…sidewalks…the panhandlers asking for money.
So after a couple of months of living in a city rife with all the things that she got tired of dealing with…she came to the conclusion, of moving back to the small village that she still adores, and never again live in a city.
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I write because its something I like to do.
A Sight For Sore Eyes
Saturday morning, he goes down to his favorite bakery to buy a couple of bran muffins and a coffee to go. As he is waiting for his order to be finished, he hears the bell atop the door ring, and what he sees is his ex-girlfriend from a few years back. It immediately brought back some bad memories, and now he’s at a loss for words.
They looked at each other, neither one said a word, and when his order was ready, he paid for his stuff, and left the premises. All the way home, he he wished that he never went out. When he finally arrives at his home, he puts the muffins on the counter, then go to his spot on the floor and meditate, knowing that it will clear up his head.
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I write because this is what I do.
remember
when hamburgers cost 15 cents
Monday Evening 8:54 p.m.
the smoke from
the west coast
wildfires is
really bad
here in my
part of the
state…wore
a mask while
I took a walk…
you can actually
smell it too…
shortly after
7:00..the sun was
a ball of red
as it was behind
the smoke…its
supposed to be
a little better
tomorrow…as
I’ve had enough
of this shit…
Monday Morning 9:13 a.m.
the air stinks
from the wildfires
out west…cut my
walk short…can
see the smoke on
the horizon
sunday afternoon 4:44 p.m.
since its Sunday
not much if anything
is happening in my
neck of the woods
…that’s fine with me
Life Is Too Short
“I don’t care what people think about me. Never did, never will. Life is too short to be worrying about that shit.”
~ Amy Winehouse, Singer-songwriter, Born: September 14, 1983 – Died: July 23, 2011
thursday 3:41 p.m.
what to think…say…write…will it make sense…what to make of it…it looks and sounds daft to me
trifecta
coffee…couch…resting
10:38 a.m.
all is well
in the
neighborhood
love it
Dedication To A Friend
A few months back, I contemplated whether to continue blogging, or throw in the towel and call it a day. One of the first to email me, to say she would miss the things I post, and what not. Another follower from my local area, more or less said the same thing.
Anyways, after a couple of weeks passed by, I decided to ease back into it. So I’m sure I made the right decision. With that said, I dedicate this post to Georgiann and her blog is https://gigisrantsandraves.wordpress.com She has a wonderful blog, love her writing, and tells it like it is, as she doesn’t hold back. Please check out her blog, and tell her Don at a pondering mind sent you.
6:39 a.m.
dark. dreary. rainy. lightning. thundering start to the morning
question
why don’t houses of worship
have bedroom and living room sets
wondering
do single unattached people
have love seats in their abodes
4:37 p.m.
i’m a human not a potato sitting on the couch…ho-hum
4:34 p.m.
just a lazy saturday afternoon being spent on the couch
time
the times are changing
along with the climate
nothing stays the same
7:57 p.m.
approaching the hour of 8:00 p.m.
soon it will be getting
a public service announcement
from your friendly blogger
you know
wake up in the morning
enjoying the first cup of
coffee
open the laptop
to read and view
the latest news
lo and behold
come to realize
nothing has changed
everything is the same
not really surprised
but…you never know
a morning in the future
may stun the mind
saying that it is to
good to be true
that there is
a change…maybe
good
bad…or
in between
you never know
nice
rain or shine
the birds still sing
7:16 a.m.
pouring rain
a mug of coffee
a book to read
makes for
a perfect
start of
the day
a thought redux
what I don’t see, hear and/or know about doesn’t bother me, and I am fine with that. so with that said, all is well and good and I will leave it like that.
a thought
working people seem to dread manic mondays
while a retired person like me looks at it as mild-mannered mondays
its a fair assumption
yup
72 years.. 5 months 5 days i’ve been circling the sun and it never gets old…and i don’t feel old…as age is only a number… so with that said…i plan on sticking around for quite some time
“Thousands have lived without love, not one without water.” ~W. H. Auden
11:22 a.m.
took a walk in the rain
to the neighborhood store
bought a some scratch tickets
and played a some lottery numbers
now wishing myself some luck
bummer
the table is all laid out with chef salad, a wedge of cheddar cheese, a plate of expensive cold cuts, and a bottle of red wine. with all the time she spent getting the food ready, the candles ready to be lit, her date nevertheless was a total slob… knocking stuff over, and … the evening turned into a bummer of night … she vowed never again … never
11:35 a.m.
today is a day to do as i please
no harm … no foul
aah no
this sticky humid weather
is in no way my friend
far from it
1:49 p.m.
humid as hell
shirt plastered
on skin
not a good
feeling
“The further a society drifts from truth the more it will hate those who speak it.” ~ George Orwell
11:07 a.m.
busy as a bee
no rest for the weary
the end will be
at no appointed hour
so
its the time of year that the longest day of year is upon us. the reverse will happen as the days will be on the road to getting shorter… and nothing can be done about it … so we just grin and bear it….
11:29 a.m.
got to see
blood work
results online
and my A1c
is 5.8 a
a glucose level
of 117
which is down
from the last test
earlier this year
the A1c then was
6.0 a level
of 125
so I feel good
knowing that
I’m doing the
right things
and eating right
and drinking
plenty of water
also no insulin
needed…which
is nearing two years
Traveling
“Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love you, but I have to go; this is my station.”
~ Lisa St. Aubin de Terán
5:02 p.m.
no complaints
life is good
Coffee, Book, etc.
“To learn something new, take the path that you took yesterday.” ~John Burroughs
Fiction gives us the second chances that life denies us. ~Paul Theroux
“If you can’t do anything about it, laugh like hell.” ~David Cook
David Cook, Singer-songwriter
Essentials To Happiness
Joseph Addison, Essayist, Born: May 1, 1672 – Died: June 17, 1719
Dogs Are Leaders
Dogs are leaders of the planet. If you see two life forms, one of them is making poop, the other one’s carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge.
~Jerry Seinfeld
Writing Is A Solitary Business
Writing is a solitary business. It takes over your life. In some sense, a writer has no life of his own. Even when he’s there, he’s not really there.
~Paul Auster
Pain is life – the sharper, the more evidence of life. ~Charles Lamb
Do not fear mistakes. There are none. ~Miles Davis
Books. Cats. Life is good. ~Edward Gorey
two sentences
life in a nutshell?
that’s really packing it in.
Three Great Things
The three great things of life are: good health; work, and a philosophy of life. ~Jack London
People
To know what people really think, pay regard to what they do rather than what they say.
~Rene Descartes
“Life is to be lived, not controlled, and humanity is won by continuing to play in face of certain defeat.” ~ Ralph Ellison
Life After Death
“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
Change Your Life
“Change your life today. Don’t gamble on the future, act now, without delay.”
~ Simone de Beauvoir
“And so love goes. And so life goes. And so I go.” ~ Neal Cassady
Six Words
sitting on the couch. dozing off.
“How can you be certain that your whole life is not a dream?” ~Rene Descartes
Six Words
a new day. a normal life.
Each Day
“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
Do Silly Things
The Opposite Of
“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
Fear
“To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.”
~ Bertrand Russell
“It’s sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.” ~Henry Rollins
One Sentence Story
Watching life go by in the rear view mirror.
A Good Friend
“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
There is a life and there is a death, and there are beauty and melancholy between. ~Albert Camus
“Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.” ~Anthony Burgess
“Life’s like a mayonnaise soda.” ~Lou Reed
People Know What They Do
“People know what they do; frequently they know why they do what they do; but what they don’t know is what what they do does.”
~ Michel Foucault, Philosopher – Born: October 15, 1926 – Died: June 25, 1984
3:00 A.M. – Short Fiction
It was one those nights, Ned was tossing and turning, and restless. He looked at the alarm clock, and it read 3:00 a.m. He decided to get up, put his clothes on, grabbed his keys and cigarettes, and went for a walk. The air was warm, and the stars were shining. It felt good to walk in the quiet solitude, of the tree lined street he resides on.
When he returned home, he felt like a new man, and the stroll helped clean out the cobwebs in his head. After all was said and done, Ned went back to bed, and before you know it, he was out like a light.
Life is a shipwreck, but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats. ~Voltaire
“What worries you, masters you.” ~ John Locke
“Life is a constant process of dying.” ~Arthur Schopenhauer
“Maybe that’s what life is… a wink of the eye and winking stars.” ~Jack Kerouac
Life Is One Big Road
“Life is one big road with lots of signs,
So when you riding through the ruts,
Don’t you complicate your mind
Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy
Don’t bury your thoughts; put your vision to reality.”
~ Bob Marley
Two Sentences
Never said I was perfect. Far from it.
“Life is the art of drawing without an eraser.” ~John W. Gardner
Law Of Life
“Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.”
~ John F. Kennedy
Love
For What Its Worth
So today, I did a load of laundry. Just one of many of life’s rituals.
“How can you be certain that your whole life is not a dream?” ~ Rene Descartes
“Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It’s a way of understanding it.” ~Lloyd Alexander
To Find Reality
“We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.”
~ Iris Murdoch
Free Will
“Life is like a game of cards. The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will.”
~ Jawaharlal Nehru
“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.” ~Abraham Lincoln
Three Phobias
“I have three phobias which, could I mute them, would make my life as slick as a sonnet, but as dull as ditch water: I hate to go to bed, I hate to get up, and I hate to be alone.”
~ Tallulah Bankhead
“Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out.” ~Anton Chekhov
“If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane.” ~Robert Frost
“Biology gives you a brain. Life turns it into a mind.” ~Jeffrey Eugenides
“Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.” ~Soren Kierkegaard
There are three constants in life… change, choice and principles. ~Stephen Covey
The Opposite Of Love
“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
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