Blabbering

I'm rarely at a loss for words. There's always something to say. Some opinion or random item of interest begs to be discussed. That doesn't mean it's worth saying, just that there's something to say.

Hearing something interesting may be the reason I get quiet. Either that, or what's being said has sparked my imagination to the point where I get lost in thought. If there's an opening to talk, though, I usually will. Something has to put me at a loss for words to shut me up.

Tony Shines

I've accomplished a few things, this weekend. Maybe not as much as I could have, but enough to say I've been productive. Aside from normal homeowner stuff, I wore myself out doing yard work.

Because I worked so hard, I decided to reward myself with a steak dinner and a movie. Doctor Sleep was good. I even got to lend a hand to Danny Torrance when he unexpectedly asked me for help.

The Inevitability of Change

Everybody tries to stop the world from changing. Conservatives say they want things to stay the same. Even those who claim to be 'progressive' are trying to stop the cosmic forces altering our reality.

You will fail. You will die. The world will end.

As laughingly dark and ominous as that sounds, it shouldn't be. The Sun is whirling around the Milky Way, we're being bombarded with subatomic particles... the fact that we exist and have self-awareness is a miracle. Nothing we can do will ever change that.

Getting Colder & Getting Warmer

Nighttime coffee drinking has always been a special occasion kind of thing. Coffee is normally for before 10am. Even when working shift, coffee was for the wee hours, which most would classify as 'morning'.

There is a big mug of coffee on the coffee table. There's no special occasion. There's just the warm reassurance of a nice, black, cup of coffee.

Life clicks along, making time with a sip. Tasks don't have to be planned, they impose themselves. There's no free parking; It's inferred.

Up on that other level, the mind can control more than matter. Pulling thoughts from the air, words reveal themselves. Fibrous energy connects.

Drowning Out the Week

Tomorrow's Friday, already. Uh, oh. Week's gone.

What was accomplished? Will all the check boxes get ticked? Of course not.

I like being completely overwhelmed by music... to the point where all self-consciousness vanishes. All that other stuff washes away. That's the plan.

Interstate

Trying to be proactive, it might be tempting to take the first exit on the interstate with the name of the destination. That may not be the best option. Go just a little farther; there may be another exit that saves traveling a lot of bad road.

Good Ideas

Most ideas are not good. Some are good. A few are very good.

A long time ago, I liked staying up all night, watching the TV shows that come on in the early morning hours. There was some sort of energy generated from that activity, making it seem like a good idea. It wasn't.

You can't will yourself into a good idea. The solution to a problem doesn't appear just because you want it. It has to be worked.

Or does it?

Fast Carts Before Tired Horses

You want to hitch your cart to the horse that's going the fastest? Truth be told, that fast horse is probably about worn out from running. Burden him with your cart and he'll show you how little he can pull.

Find the horse that's just been pacing himself. All he needs is a little of the right kind of motivation and he'll carry you faster than you'd believe. He'll buck when you try to burden him, but he'll take you farther in the long run.