Wednesday, September 30, 2020

All things are beautiful if looked at through the eyes of a believer !

When we believe , like the simple , unadulterated belief of children , things all around us are beautiful.  Laughter is not only possible but Mandatory !  When crying does erupt , there is always one who will go and hold the crier's hand and wait with them until the crying is all gone and a smile is reaching their heart.Any one who has children or is involved with young children see this happen every day, it is the promise of youth to those who have lost the simple ability to see as a child, the simple beauty  of life and everything that is contained within !   The concept of money owed or borrowed is a page not written yet, yes all to soon it will be an integral part of everyday living but there is no need to snatch that from the Believers of Santa, the Easter Bunny and so much more , when we allow and actually aid in this action we are spreading something Magic that only lasts for an instant in children's lives we are the keepers of that belief and it is up to us to encourage every and all sorts of beliefs that let our children make magic to aid US in our daily lives so that when we look into our child's eyes we can see the magic happening right there on their pretty little faces !   


Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Trying to remember how to go from Face Book Posts , cut and Paste then bring them here to my Blog !

I thought my mind was a bit more elastic than that. I know when I read a direction to do something that I have never done before, I must read and do at the same time so I will not forget how to do that specific thing, what ever that specific thing is. Well , now I know that I am leaning over the Old Age post and forgetting to untie my Horse before I try to Gallop off into, the doing of a thing !  I now need to go back and relearn how to cut and paste from one site to another. I had it down pat and used it well. I moved many of my old posts from Face Book , to this site, My Blog, Oh well , it just goes to show that even an old dog who learned a new trick can forget where he buried his Learned Bone !               THE WRITER 

Saturday, September 26, 2020

My Silence, Written differently from any other writing I have ever posted ! I ask complete Honesty when Critiquing. 9/26/2020

 My Silence :   The Writer

Silence, not only do I hear it, but I Fear it with equal animosity. There are no Vibrations, still , empty and unable, for even a Whisper to my own Heart.                                                                                                  Unlike Sight  with all its sharp shaded inconsistencies and colored incongruities .

This Silence I Own !  Unlike any Prepared Silences, mine hold my hand, where yours , Flirts and Flits Circuitously and Perpendicular, to any and every Nuance and mine sits and waits for even the smallest of rewards, yet knowing fully well the reward has been paid in full , as to , being New Borne , is as to aged mockery.                                                                                                                                                             Silence is not just a mere physical adaptation, with my Psyche, the open dogeared chapters. Sight and the other senses are of , Tangent, grapple, view & audition , experience new Visual Ques , experience " The Love of the Arts."

My Silence is Deafening , in its completeness .  At  the drop of a hat, it Attacks !  Viscous , Loud and Querulous, Slanted  Slamming, direct and Deathly Dedicated to the Weathers Whim.                                    Nature , in my Silence is the Apex Predator and I am lees than any prey. I can never run away , crawl or walk , these attacks have corrupted my Hard Drive and brought me to my knees !                                          At times , I am the Dark in a World of Light and my Essence calls out for any Hinge, a Lever.          

I am Blessed ... I am Cursed,  you decide !                                                                                                        There are times , or maybe , Spaces in that long series of eye opening and eye closing. I feel a presence in this great empty stillness . Auditory Light, a inspirational Vibration  of Excellence and Expression of Awareness, So To ! .  .  . I AM NOT ALONE !