Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Random Thoughts: Love and Happiness
Random Thoughts: Love and Happiness: "What can I say that hasn’t been said before? Nowadays everyone it seems has his or her own take about life, love and happiness. You would th..."
Love and Happiness
What can I say that hasn’t been said before? Nowadays everyone it seems has his or her own take about life, love and happiness. You would think that all those people out there talking about it, writing about it, dreaming about it would have figured it out by now. We are social creatures probably the most social creatures on the planet. So why is it that as a group we haven’t figured out a way to work together harmoniously to enrich each others lives. I have seen animals who have shown more compassion for a species not of it’s own then we do for one another.
I like to believe that I am a compassionate person and that I show love to others but I find that a lot of times I am not. It’s difficult to be nice to someone who isn’t being nice back and its easy to let my own problems overwhelm me. I forget that there is most likely someone else out there worse off then I am. There are so many tired clichés “There is more happiness in giving then receiving…You get more with honey then you do with vinegar” That last one was my Grandmothers favorite. She loved to quote it to me anytime she saw me losing my temper. God bless her for putting up with my ill tempered behavior. Those sayings do hold true you do feel happier when you give to others and you get more back when you show kindness but in this world you still have to take care that you don’t become a foolish doormat.
Sometimes I think it’s easier to survive a zombie apocalypse then it is to survive this world find love and to be genuinely happy. At least if you’re in a zombie apocalypse all you really have to do is be the fastest member of you’re group. When it comes to love and happiness its like trying to navigate you’re way through a maze in the dark while trying to avoid the hidden land mines. Love is often a shot in the dark and when people miss out on it they become unhappy.
Probably the most difficult thing that we as humans forget is that a lot of times what makes us happy infringes on another person's happiness. Just because it’s you’re right to do something doesn’t mean that its always wise to do it. Especially if you’re choice is at the expense of others and really isn’t that where love comes in. If you have genuine love for someone then putting the needs of that person over you're own even when it's in you're right to do as you please is in my opinion a true measure of love. Selfishness greed hate they all take away from what it is we all are trying to obtain to and that is a meaning full life filled with love and happiness.
I like to believe that I am a compassionate person and that I show love to others but I find that a lot of times I am not. It’s difficult to be nice to someone who isn’t being nice back and its easy to let my own problems overwhelm me. I forget that there is most likely someone else out there worse off then I am. There are so many tired clichés “There is more happiness in giving then receiving…You get more with honey then you do with vinegar” That last one was my Grandmothers favorite. She loved to quote it to me anytime she saw me losing my temper. God bless her for putting up with my ill tempered behavior. Those sayings do hold true you do feel happier when you give to others and you get more back when you show kindness but in this world you still have to take care that you don’t become a foolish doormat.
Sometimes I think it’s easier to survive a zombie apocalypse then it is to survive this world find love and to be genuinely happy. At least if you’re in a zombie apocalypse all you really have to do is be the fastest member of you’re group. When it comes to love and happiness its like trying to navigate you’re way through a maze in the dark while trying to avoid the hidden land mines. Love is often a shot in the dark and when people miss out on it they become unhappy.
Probably the most difficult thing that we as humans forget is that a lot of times what makes us happy infringes on another person's happiness. Just because it’s you’re right to do something doesn’t mean that its always wise to do it. Especially if you’re choice is at the expense of others and really isn’t that where love comes in. If you have genuine love for someone then putting the needs of that person over you're own even when it's in you're right to do as you please is in my opinion a true measure of love. Selfishness greed hate they all take away from what it is we all are trying to obtain to and that is a meaning full life filled with love and happiness.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Random Thoughts: Survival Tips
Random Thoughts: Survival Tips: "Survival Tip #1 If your home alone on a stormy night and the lights and phone suddenly stop working and you’ve just heard a noise in the bas..."
Survival Tips
Survival Tip #1 If your home alone on a stormy night and the lights and phone suddenly stop working and you’ve just heard a noise in the basement. Don’t light a candle and go investigate.
Survival Tip #2 If a giant hand reaches out from under your bed don’t lean over the side to get a better look.
Survival Tip #3 If you bury your dead cat and it returns a week later don’t let it back in the house.
Survival Tip #4 If something living under your house is eating the neighborhood pets don’t try to domesticate it.
Survival Tip #5 If You’ve come in contact with glow in the dark liquid that’s just fallen from the sky washing it off isn’t enough seek medical attention.
Survival Tip #6 If you find a container marked toxic waste DO NOT OPEN, Don’t open it!
Survival Tip #7 If your boyfriend is suddenly bitten by a strange creature and is now foaming at the mouth he’s no longer your boyfriend it’s time to move on.
Survival Tip #8 If the armed forces suddenly show up and start quarantining your town it’s too late to move.
Survival Tip #9 If your friends head suddenly starts spinning around on their shoulders and they sound like James Earl Jones when they speak its time to find a new friend.
Survival Tip #10 If you‘re parked on desolate road and a creature from hell suddenly appears and wants to eat you. Don’t get out of the car and stand there screaming. Drive dame it drive!
Survival Tip #11 If you’re stranded on the side of the road and a man pulls up and offers you a ride that looks like he belongs in a mental institution it’s probably best to keep walking.
Survival Tip #12 When being chased by a lunatic with a chainsaw running into the bathroom and locking the door isn’t enough.
Survival Tip #13 If Grandma hasn’t come up from the basement in over a week and you go down and find her wrapped up in a large cocoon chances are she’s not turning into a butterfly.
Survival Tip #14 If news reports are telling you giant spiders are on the lose in your area don’t go out armed with items from your tool shed and search for them.
Survival Tip #15 If fluffy comes home and his eye’s are glowing red he’s not you’re fluffy anymore.
Survival Tip #16 When aliens have come to enslave the human race don’t congregate in large groups.
Survival Tip #17 If the guy offering you a deal of a lifetime asks you to sign a contract in blood that’s not a record deal he’s offering you, so read the fine print.
Survival Tip #18 When investigating a strange object you’ve never seen before holding it up to your face to get a closer look at it is probably unwise.
Survival Tip #19 When asked to go on an away mission of any kind make sure you’re not the one wearing the red shirt.
Survival Tip #20 When reading from the book of the dead its best not to read aloud.
Survival Tip #21 When stopping to ask for directions don’t go to the creepy looking house that’s miles from nowhere.
Survival Tip #22 When trying to survive the zombie apocalypse if you’re bitten its best not to tell your friends.
Survival Tip #23 When creating a genetic mutant make sure its not bigger faster or stronger then you.
Survival Tip #24 If you suddenly gain possession of an object that comes with a warning label stating that the item is cursed. Get rid of it!
Survival Tip #25 If you see large herds of animals leaving you’re area and it’s not migration season. You might want to consider leaving too.
Disclaimer
Seeking medical attention after coming into contact with strange toxins mutant spiders or alien viruses does not guarantee survival. Running and screaming to the authorities after fleeing from vampires, werewolves, creatures from hell or aliens will only get you labeled a lunatic and joining forces with the dark side will not ensure eternal youth, fame, fortune or world peace.
Survival Tip #2 If a giant hand reaches out from under your bed don’t lean over the side to get a better look.
Survival Tip #3 If you bury your dead cat and it returns a week later don’t let it back in the house.
Survival Tip #4 If something living under your house is eating the neighborhood pets don’t try to domesticate it.
Survival Tip #5 If You’ve come in contact with glow in the dark liquid that’s just fallen from the sky washing it off isn’t enough seek medical attention.
Survival Tip #6 If you find a container marked toxic waste DO NOT OPEN, Don’t open it!
Survival Tip #7 If your boyfriend is suddenly bitten by a strange creature and is now foaming at the mouth he’s no longer your boyfriend it’s time to move on.
Survival Tip #8 If the armed forces suddenly show up and start quarantining your town it’s too late to move.
Survival Tip #9 If your friends head suddenly starts spinning around on their shoulders and they sound like James Earl Jones when they speak its time to find a new friend.
Survival Tip #10 If you‘re parked on desolate road and a creature from hell suddenly appears and wants to eat you. Don’t get out of the car and stand there screaming. Drive dame it drive!
Survival Tip #11 If you’re stranded on the side of the road and a man pulls up and offers you a ride that looks like he belongs in a mental institution it’s probably best to keep walking.
Survival Tip #12 When being chased by a lunatic with a chainsaw running into the bathroom and locking the door isn’t enough.
Survival Tip #13 If Grandma hasn’t come up from the basement in over a week and you go down and find her wrapped up in a large cocoon chances are she’s not turning into a butterfly.
Survival Tip #14 If news reports are telling you giant spiders are on the lose in your area don’t go out armed with items from your tool shed and search for them.
Survival Tip #15 If fluffy comes home and his eye’s are glowing red he’s not you’re fluffy anymore.
Survival Tip #16 When aliens have come to enslave the human race don’t congregate in large groups.
Survival Tip #17 If the guy offering you a deal of a lifetime asks you to sign a contract in blood that’s not a record deal he’s offering you, so read the fine print.
Survival Tip #18 When investigating a strange object you’ve never seen before holding it up to your face to get a closer look at it is probably unwise.
Survival Tip #19 When asked to go on an away mission of any kind make sure you’re not the one wearing the red shirt.
Survival Tip #20 When reading from the book of the dead its best not to read aloud.
Survival Tip #21 When stopping to ask for directions don’t go to the creepy looking house that’s miles from nowhere.
Survival Tip #22 When trying to survive the zombie apocalypse if you’re bitten its best not to tell your friends.
Survival Tip #23 When creating a genetic mutant make sure its not bigger faster or stronger then you.
Survival Tip #24 If you suddenly gain possession of an object that comes with a warning label stating that the item is cursed. Get rid of it!
Survival Tip #25 If you see large herds of animals leaving you’re area and it’s not migration season. You might want to consider leaving too.
Disclaimer
Seeking medical attention after coming into contact with strange toxins mutant spiders or alien viruses does not guarantee survival. Running and screaming to the authorities after fleeing from vampires, werewolves, creatures from hell or aliens will only get you labeled a lunatic and joining forces with the dark side will not ensure eternal youth, fame, fortune or world peace.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Random Thoughts: Just Out of Curiosity
Random Thoughts: Just Out of Curiosity: "I often wonder if anyone really ever reads this stuff. Yes I am also vain enough that I hope that someone does. That really is the purpose o..."
Random Thoughts: I Don't Know
Random Thoughts: I Don't Know: " Where does one begin when they want to tell about their life? Most start at the beginning but truthfully I’ve never believed ones lif..."
I Don't Know
Where does one begin when they want to tell about their life? Most start at the beginning but truthfully I’ve never believed ones life starts at birth after all what have you done accept scream and cry. No to me you really don’t begin to live until you can appreciate your life. I’m not trying to sound insightful or profound about the meaning of life really who cares about my version of what makes life worthwhile. Everyone’s meaning is different what’s meaningful to me may not be meaningful to the next person. Unless you find chocolate meaningful in that case we are in agreement if you don’t well in that case I have to ask. What’s wrong with you?
So what is this all about? I don’t know yet as I’m writing this, I’m not even sure anyone else will even see it but me. I may look at this later cringe over how it makes me sound like a deranged lunatic and press delete or who knows maybe I’ll show it to someone and they will say wow this is incredible and turn my insane ravings into a Lifetime original movie or B rated Sci-fi. (Laughs at the thought.) In case your wondering if I suffer from a mental defect let me just say yes, yes I do.
Now, the next question since I’m discussing my life is who am I, well…that’s a question I ask myself often. Maybe by the end of this we will both have found the answer to that question. Why is it I wonder do we never see ourselves as clearly as we see others? Maybe it’s like that saying about not being able to see the forest though the trees or is it not being able to see the trees through the forest. I never get that saying right but the point is it’s always easier to see someone else for who they really are deep down then it is to see yourself. You may disagree with that statement and be one of those self assured well adjusted secure people who have their life together. If you are then I congratulate and despise you for not being an insecure, conflicted mess such as myself. Honestly though I don’t know anyone who doesn’t struggle with who they are on one level or another. If you can honestly say, you don’t suffer some insecurity or uncertainty about who you are then you should be dissected and studied because you can’t possibly be human. Who was it who said, “Know thy self”? Did they know themselves I wonder or did they suffer the same inner turmoil I face.
I sometimes sound like an unstable and neurotic train wreck but I’m surprisingly well grounded. Which if you know anything about my family background then you know what an astounding accomplishment that is. How can I describe my family with out droning on and on about my dysfunctional, morally corrupt and neglectful upbringing? Well that’s easy I was raised by wolves ok that’s an exaggeration. It was more like being raised by a pack of carnivorous hyenas who laughed while eating their young Alright now that is an exaggeration they didn’t actually laugh when devouring you. I owe my dark humor and twisted nature to them so you will forgive me if I sound morbid and intense at times. A more accurate description of my family really would be a cross between The Addams Family and The Simpsons. Unusual but funny as hell.
I’m discovering that as I grow older I don’t remember things like I used to. Oh I can tell you just about everything you never cared to know about the Twilight books but I can‘t remember to write down the amount of money I spent buying groceries in the check registry of our check book. Much to my husbands annoyance. Losing my mind as I like to call it is annoying as hell especially when your late for work and after pulling your hair out trying to find your keys you’ve discovered you put them in the freezer. Why the freezer you ask? I don’t know really I just hear that it’s where old people misplace them. Just so you know I haven’t actually done that… yet but I did tear the house apart once when my husband mistakenly took my keys thinking they were his and put them in his desk where I never would have thought to look for them.
“Why didn’t you think to look in the desk for them”? He asked after I had spent an hour searching for them and was ready to hot wire my car so I wouldn‘t be late.
“Why would I look for my keys in your desk” Duh! And yes I did check the freezer just in case.
We’re both getting old. He’s older so I have the pleasure of watching him lose his mind first. Actually though a lot of things make more sense to me now that I‘m older. You know all that crap your parents used to say to you growing up that you used to roll your eyes at. Well guess what most of it is true.
Ageing is one of those things I try to avoid thinking too much about and while I’m trying not to think about it, it sneaks up on me and slaps wrinkles on my face. Like the awareness of my own mortality, you know it’s going to happen but you keep it in the back of your mind and try hard not to dwell on it. Until you start to inch closer to forty then you find yourself lying awake at night worrying over the number of grey hairs you noticed in the mirror that morning and wondering how many people would actually show up at your funeral. If your twisted like me you also think about how you want to go when your time comes.
On that subject and here is where you will find I start sounding like that deranged lunatic,
(Raised by hyenas remember.) If I had a choice in how I died I would choose brain aneurism. Having your brain explode seems like a quick and not so painful way to go. Of course I’ve never felt my head explode so I’m only assuming it’s a not so painful way to go. I don’t fear death which may sound like I’m deluding myself but it’s not the death part that bothers me it’s the dieing I have an aversion to. Not to sound like a baby which is exactly what I turn into when it comes to pain but a simple pinprick at the doctor’s office has my stomach tied into anxious knots and my heart trying to beat it‘s way out of my chest. That being the case I really don’t want to suffer a long and agonizing death. Quick and painless without the knowledge I’m breathing my last is what I hope for as I’m sure everyone else does. Unless you’re a masochist then you might enjoy an excruciating and unpleasant demise. Now that to me is insane but to each there own.
I’ve also considered what I would do with my remains if of course, I was the one disposing of them… and doesn’t that sound creepy. Well chances are you won’t be reading this anyway and if you are well I did warn you that I may come off like a deranged lunatic. Maybe I should write a disclaimer at the end. Something like not responsible for offending or freaking you out by my crazed ramblings. I’m going off point if any of this has a point so back to my morbid plans for my rotting corpse. If it were up to me and it’s a good thing its not cause I think its illegal and well just plane disturbing but my plan would be to have one of my friends ( and yes they are twisted enough to agree to this) pour a bottle of Jack Danielle’s over me set me ablaze and drink shots while Jimmy Hendrix plays “Let me stand next to your fire” Yes I know “Free Bird.” by Lynard Skynard would be a better choice but not as funny. Remember I have a morbid sense of humor. I often think of my life as a dark comedy. Also why waste your money on a fancy box a fancy expensive box that your just going to stick in the dirt and leave to rot? No incineration is the way to go its cheaper and there isn’t a chance you’ll return and try to eat your friends brains when the zombie apocalypse happens.
Where did this morbid flare for the dramatic come from? Besides from living with the hyenas. From watching too much television as a child (Why raise your child yourself when you can have the media do it for you was their philosophy.) Thanks to all that T.V. watching I think life would be much more entertaining if it came with theme music like it does in movies. Mine would be what I like to call angry chic music. If you don’t know what angry chic music is its usually some long haired hippy chic with a sultry voice belting out bluesy soulful songs about the unfairness of life. Most of my theme music would be sung by Janis Joplin. Also because of countless hours in front of my electronic babysitter I often quote movie lines which unless you also had your childhood shaped and molded by pop culture you won’t know what I’m talking about half the time.
Well there you have it a quick peek inside the inner workings of my mind. I could probably go on further and say many insightful and meaningful things about life, love and the great pursuit of happiness and perhaps I will another time but for now I think I’ve given you enough to think about and will just end by saying that life is really what you make it. It’s funny and messy happy and sad but in the end its your life and you can either sit in the audience and watch it pass you by or you can get up on the stage and dance to what ever theme music you choose.
(Cue anger chic music)
So what is this all about? I don’t know yet as I’m writing this, I’m not even sure anyone else will even see it but me. I may look at this later cringe over how it makes me sound like a deranged lunatic and press delete or who knows maybe I’ll show it to someone and they will say wow this is incredible and turn my insane ravings into a Lifetime original movie or B rated Sci-fi. (Laughs at the thought.) In case your wondering if I suffer from a mental defect let me just say yes, yes I do.
Now, the next question since I’m discussing my life is who am I, well…that’s a question I ask myself often. Maybe by the end of this we will both have found the answer to that question. Why is it I wonder do we never see ourselves as clearly as we see others? Maybe it’s like that saying about not being able to see the forest though the trees or is it not being able to see the trees through the forest. I never get that saying right but the point is it’s always easier to see someone else for who they really are deep down then it is to see yourself. You may disagree with that statement and be one of those self assured well adjusted secure people who have their life together. If you are then I congratulate and despise you for not being an insecure, conflicted mess such as myself. Honestly though I don’t know anyone who doesn’t struggle with who they are on one level or another. If you can honestly say, you don’t suffer some insecurity or uncertainty about who you are then you should be dissected and studied because you can’t possibly be human. Who was it who said, “Know thy self”? Did they know themselves I wonder or did they suffer the same inner turmoil I face.
I sometimes sound like an unstable and neurotic train wreck but I’m surprisingly well grounded. Which if you know anything about my family background then you know what an astounding accomplishment that is. How can I describe my family with out droning on and on about my dysfunctional, morally corrupt and neglectful upbringing? Well that’s easy I was raised by wolves ok that’s an exaggeration. It was more like being raised by a pack of carnivorous hyenas who laughed while eating their young Alright now that is an exaggeration they didn’t actually laugh when devouring you. I owe my dark humor and twisted nature to them so you will forgive me if I sound morbid and intense at times. A more accurate description of my family really would be a cross between The Addams Family and The Simpsons. Unusual but funny as hell.
I’m discovering that as I grow older I don’t remember things like I used to. Oh I can tell you just about everything you never cared to know about the Twilight books but I can‘t remember to write down the amount of money I spent buying groceries in the check registry of our check book. Much to my husbands annoyance. Losing my mind as I like to call it is annoying as hell especially when your late for work and after pulling your hair out trying to find your keys you’ve discovered you put them in the freezer. Why the freezer you ask? I don’t know really I just hear that it’s where old people misplace them. Just so you know I haven’t actually done that… yet but I did tear the house apart once when my husband mistakenly took my keys thinking they were his and put them in his desk where I never would have thought to look for them.
“Why didn’t you think to look in the desk for them”? He asked after I had spent an hour searching for them and was ready to hot wire my car so I wouldn‘t be late.
“Why would I look for my keys in your desk” Duh! And yes I did check the freezer just in case.
We’re both getting old. He’s older so I have the pleasure of watching him lose his mind first. Actually though a lot of things make more sense to me now that I‘m older. You know all that crap your parents used to say to you growing up that you used to roll your eyes at. Well guess what most of it is true.
Ageing is one of those things I try to avoid thinking too much about and while I’m trying not to think about it, it sneaks up on me and slaps wrinkles on my face. Like the awareness of my own mortality, you know it’s going to happen but you keep it in the back of your mind and try hard not to dwell on it. Until you start to inch closer to forty then you find yourself lying awake at night worrying over the number of grey hairs you noticed in the mirror that morning and wondering how many people would actually show up at your funeral. If your twisted like me you also think about how you want to go when your time comes.
On that subject and here is where you will find I start sounding like that deranged lunatic,
(Raised by hyenas remember.) If I had a choice in how I died I would choose brain aneurism. Having your brain explode seems like a quick and not so painful way to go. Of course I’ve never felt my head explode so I’m only assuming it’s a not so painful way to go. I don’t fear death which may sound like I’m deluding myself but it’s not the death part that bothers me it’s the dieing I have an aversion to. Not to sound like a baby which is exactly what I turn into when it comes to pain but a simple pinprick at the doctor’s office has my stomach tied into anxious knots and my heart trying to beat it‘s way out of my chest. That being the case I really don’t want to suffer a long and agonizing death. Quick and painless without the knowledge I’m breathing my last is what I hope for as I’m sure everyone else does. Unless you’re a masochist then you might enjoy an excruciating and unpleasant demise. Now that to me is insane but to each there own.
I’ve also considered what I would do with my remains if of course, I was the one disposing of them… and doesn’t that sound creepy. Well chances are you won’t be reading this anyway and if you are well I did warn you that I may come off like a deranged lunatic. Maybe I should write a disclaimer at the end. Something like not responsible for offending or freaking you out by my crazed ramblings. I’m going off point if any of this has a point so back to my morbid plans for my rotting corpse. If it were up to me and it’s a good thing its not cause I think its illegal and well just plane disturbing but my plan would be to have one of my friends ( and yes they are twisted enough to agree to this) pour a bottle of Jack Danielle’s over me set me ablaze and drink shots while Jimmy Hendrix plays “Let me stand next to your fire” Yes I know “Free Bird.” by Lynard Skynard would be a better choice but not as funny. Remember I have a morbid sense of humor. I often think of my life as a dark comedy. Also why waste your money on a fancy box a fancy expensive box that your just going to stick in the dirt and leave to rot? No incineration is the way to go its cheaper and there isn’t a chance you’ll return and try to eat your friends brains when the zombie apocalypse happens.
Where did this morbid flare for the dramatic come from? Besides from living with the hyenas. From watching too much television as a child (Why raise your child yourself when you can have the media do it for you was their philosophy.) Thanks to all that T.V. watching I think life would be much more entertaining if it came with theme music like it does in movies. Mine would be what I like to call angry chic music. If you don’t know what angry chic music is its usually some long haired hippy chic with a sultry voice belting out bluesy soulful songs about the unfairness of life. Most of my theme music would be sung by Janis Joplin. Also because of countless hours in front of my electronic babysitter I often quote movie lines which unless you also had your childhood shaped and molded by pop culture you won’t know what I’m talking about half the time.
Well there you have it a quick peek inside the inner workings of my mind. I could probably go on further and say many insightful and meaningful things about life, love and the great pursuit of happiness and perhaps I will another time but for now I think I’ve given you enough to think about and will just end by saying that life is really what you make it. It’s funny and messy happy and sad but in the end its your life and you can either sit in the audience and watch it pass you by or you can get up on the stage and dance to what ever theme music you choose.
(Cue anger chic music)
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