Preparing for demolition
This 1950s wallpaper revealed.
The young boy’s heart, embedded on a wall.
No date for reference.
I have given this a great deal of thought lately. We all live in our own reality. We have to realize that
I am the most important person in the world.
I’m not wrong. This is what I perceive to be true. For me, this is truth.
You see, everyone can see the same thing, but you never see it exactly the same. I can look at something, and the person standing next to me can see it too. But their eyes are next to mine, and there is no possible way they can see it exactly the way that I do.
So, to tell someone “oh come on, don’t think that way!” or “seriously, that is not what just happened!” can be considered as showing a lack of respect for them. If the person is kidding around, that’s one thing. But if they seriously have seen or taken part in something and interpreted it as thus, then we need to show respect and consider it. This is who they are.
All of us are living inside of our own reality show. It’s almost like a virtual reality. I imagine putting on those virtual reality goggles and we go off into our dreamlike state. We have an entire universe inside of us. The world does center around you! (I thought that was a crazy idea when I first heard that. I thought, “What?! That is so self centered!” Then I thought about it. While the world spins, we each have our own opinions, our own value system.
“Please dial this number immediately as … ”
Go ahead. Fill in the blank: health care updates, your college loan, your computer is at risk, etc.
I tried answering. I finally got one person to stop calling, they said.
There is no rest. Computers dial us randomly. Definitely a sign of our times.
Do you remember the old days? If someone bugged you, you simply changed your telephone number and/or made it unlisted. The worst case was the party line, and you had to wait your turn and hope no one was relating an entire soap opera, or two star crossed teenagers were breathing into the receiver!
There really ought to be a law! You think?
What is our world, if we have not the encouraging word?
Act singly, and what you have already done singly will justify you now. The force of character is cumulative. –Ralph Waldo Emerson
Step out. Be true to yourself. Do not hurt others, do good to all. Then peace will come.
Born today. Merry is her name. (Or Chris if it’s a boy.)
We mourn our Gracie, who passed through the gate into the heaven of dogs.
The dog who “swims with ducks.”
The dog who rode everywhere with her master. She waited for him with every breath, her eyes never left him.
The dog I fell in love with, as she would run around the cabin, her ears flying and a grin on her face when Momma came home from work! Every day.
The dog who taught me that it was okay to love her and not have my guard up, for fear of getting too close.
Dog of Love.
I will miss you!