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The back of the head thoughts can control what is thought up front and personal. If one continues to dwell on the pain even though it’s been euthanized then trust me it will come back to life.  It will stop you from moving forward as if it was still bleeding out.  One’s fears based on thoughts in the back of the head cause many to hide in the closet even if the boogie man was only seen on T.V.  That is why the power of positive thinking can truly make a difference but those thoughts must be in the back as well as the front of the head to control what one really thinks, feels and does.

If I make a bad investment in $$’s I probably will be able to make a good investment $$ later that will make up for it and even turn a profit if time is on my side. So wasting time is the one asset I can’t truly get back yet sometimes what one considers a waste can turn out to be gold later on.  A fight appears to be a waste of that commodity and that is why I try my best to avoid them but sometimes the understanding that results from such words can open up a more productive conversation in the future. Wasting time sitting around really burns my clock unless that sitting is done in deep reflection opening up doors one wouldn’t have seen if their butt and mind weren’t in the same space.  Wasting time contemplating matters is something this mind try’s to avoid but maybe that’s why their appear to be a few more bumps on my trail then those who take this time? I want action not complaints but maybe I wouldn’t stick in idle if those others words weren’t mentioned. Wasting time is a waste one can not get back but one person’s waste is another person’s golden time.

I’ve been given extra time today. The truth is I’m given extra time every time I’m above ground instead of below but this is a different time. For I beat my alarm clock by minute after minute which allows me the time to dibble and dabble in areas that I wouldn’t have the time to do if I had gotten a bit more shut eye. Of course the extra time might make me extra tired later on so I’ll try and get the most of this time before the clock and eye’s tell me it’s time to be unproductive again with my pillow instead of pen at hand.

The character that became my alter ego Bud Rebel wasn’t born this way but forged over a lifetime.  Through the twist and turns as well as ups, downs and in-between that produced my character. If life was a bowl of cherries or just a bunch of pits my alter ego would not be the same. Whether it was being the black sheep, left out or last picked I learned to feel for those who are truly left behind.  My work habits were greatly influenced by the ethic I witnessed growing up in my home but also as another way to build my own identity.  Humor, music, arts and writing have allowed me to forge this character day by day until this moment where I can proudly stand by the name “Bud Rebel”

WARNING- This could just be funny.

I’m not sure about you but occasionally I’d like to hear a different wedding speech and even vow. Here are a few I think that would let’s say inspire us…. to laugh.

(1) I traveled the world to find someone this special. Unfortunately my miles ran out and here we are.

(2) You complete me like an Aspirin and a headache. I’m just not sure which one we are to each other.

(3) I would be with you for richer or poorer. I wouldn’t marry you but I think I would let you stay at my house occasionally.

(4)  I knew you were the perfect person for me the 1st time I met you. I really ran out of options.

(5) You are the most beautiful person in the world. My eyesight has been going.

Some lead toward the brave face while I lean to the Kleenex.  I cry at almost every wedding and I thank G-D I don’t have to go to many a funeral for a step in that direction causes my tear ducts to pour out.  Even a powerful song can have these eye’s a running.  The latest water release came from the ending of ” Stranger Things” where the music and return of a character insured I return to my tissue box. I’m not proud or ashamed of this trait in me for what can I do other then make sure the paper isn’t far behind.

Your world is a whole lot quieter then mine. I see the world in all the loud colors as if an orchestra continually played the cresciodo while yours is the sound of a drop of water coming from a sink.  We both have the same equipment to listen but sometimes I believe yours is off or on a whole different channel. Silence is truly golden in your world while mine is on full volume. I’m sure there is much I miss hearing at my volume but occasionally I wish I could just adjust your volume,

President Trump should send  an Olive Branch to the “Squad” and invite them to the White House to see  if they can find any common ground together. Of course this Olive Branch can have a few thorns in it because it is likely to be turned by the “Squad” but just the invite will send shock waves to the media elite.  If for some strange reason this meeting actually occurs the President should keep at least part of it open to the press and try to have the conversation move forward some what.  Maybe there is a way to use the “Squad’s” energy for something good instead of it continually  attempting to Make America Lousy instead.

There was a time that I ate a BLT at least twice a week now it’s not on my menu along with previous favorites such as fried shrimp and scallops. If you asked me during those times  whether I would give up such delicacies I would have probably laughed in your face. Yet then I heard a hire calling which changed my menu selection for good.  Today I’m a true animal lover that barely would kill a fly for I try and protect most live’s (mosquitoes, bacteria etc excluded). Yet it is said when the 3rd Temple is built that the Kohen my tribe will bring back the animal sacrifice of beautiful animals such as lambs and sheep’s.  This doesn’t appear to be the path I would normally take yet if  the prophetic message that G-D wrote did occur maybe something new would appear on this menu of life as well.