The truth was hidden in the lie if only I looked past what one had said. It was in the depth of what occurred not the excuse for what was said. I just had to look deep into myself to see what was truly occurring. It was hidden but only because I never looked in the mirror to really look.
When one is lost look for the sign(s). Ask for some signal from the one who knows it all and make sure the question is in the direction thee would go. The sign would be something off the beaten trail and cause even one who wasn’t looking to glance in the direction. G-D is there for you are you willing to listen?
“Sit & Wait Service” will be there so you don’t have to. This service will make the calls and hold the line so you’re only brought it when truly needed. It will also wait in those lines that curve around the blocks so you can get right in when the action is ready to begin. Time is a moving and now with “Sit & Wait Service” it finally will move in your direction.
If my life was normal would this be my picture above? Could be as my life is not full of many hammocks today or what appears in my near future. Yet with a “normal life” would I have created so many productive “diversions” (filmmaking, podcast, entrepreneurial projects etc. etc) or would I just be happy laying right here? Even if I was to produce scripts would the characters be as engrossing as the ones that were built around the life I’m living now? Most significantly if I lead a “normal life” would I have the ability, temperament and empathy for those who don’t walk in those shoes or would I just be another who walked away? I guess G-D has a plan that “normal” is not on my playbook but who know maybe someday I’ll find a hammock in between my trees as well.
Was I born this way or did my image make the decision for you? It wasn’t what I initially said that pre-judged my faith but the look in my eyes that did. Yes, one must protect their own survival but at the point of not letting another truly live? In the end it’s not my fault I was born with this look on my face yet it appears to becoming a self fulfilling prophecy of what it’s going to result from it.
In today’s world people want to vote “yes” especially when it appears to support a “right”. This is what the Pro-Life community must take away from the Ohio devastating vote against life. Small victories can move the needle a bit in our direction and give something to vote for especially in the key upcoming 2024 election cycle. Now how do we move forward with such an agenda? Here (below) are a few “Pro Life” Yes amendments that I believe would pass across this country and change the protectory towards life.
(1) Yes, to parental consent before a minor has an abortion.
(2) Yes, to informed consent before a patient has an abortion.
(3) Yes, to 24 hour waiting period before an abortion is performed.
“Dog Speak” will be a device that will help you and your best friend open up the communications gap. This device will dispense food, water, play items etc but only after your four legged friend paws their way to those boxes and receives notification of what type of bark causes such an action. Eventually your dog will communicate what they want and need in a way that you will fully understand their barks. “Dog Speak” will also allow communications on the human side and be able to expand to more words on both sides. Isn’t it time you truly understood your best friend isn’t it time for “Dog Speak”?
Could a medicine be too effective where symptoms are completely covered up giving one a false sense of security? If so DayQuill/NyQuill would be on such a list. For upon taking this medicine one feels as if there body has shed all the symptoms that had taken them down to bed. Will this result in someone feeling that they are 100 % better when it’s just a 12 hour illusion maybe? Will an individual take unnecessary risk under the cloak of feeling better? Yet isn’t it great to feel great again even if it’s not truly part of one’s mirror? DayQuill/NyQuill works well maybe too well.
I won the “raspberry” war. As I ate the last one before they turned a different color. The raspberries conceded defeat in my mouth and I tasted victory. What a great feeling to win this victory! Finally after years of competition the box is empty and I am the winner!!!
FOOTNOTE- Victory comes in small bites.
I’ve should have forgotten you but somehow you still follow my neurons around. You are the song that suddenly out of the blue I can’t get out of my head. I might have forgotten what I ate for breakfast yesterday but still can remember your lyrics from 10 years ago. I don’t remember if I truly liked your song when it came out but now your Crazy Glue in my head. I’ve concluded, there is nothing I can do but listen to the haunting memory that continues to play on the record player in my head.