Thank you Lord…

I remember a time back when my mother was still alive. I’d been going through many tough moments and was stuck living with my parents for most of the time. We were sitting around talking about religion. After she gave up on the faith issue, she turned away and said…Steven, it wouldn’t hurt you to pray.

After she said that, I thought…hmm, maybe compromise. From that moment on, every-time something good happens to me…I Thank The Lord…

That was my reasoning in what I would call practical use of my faith, and it makes good sense. I’ve been stuck between a catholic and an atheist and it was very difficult to follow that type of structure. So, after my dad said he didn’t understand the spiritual world, but he believe in it.

I followed that understanding the best way I could.

And I handed this down to my daughter from a broken marriage…Life Goes On.

 

My Take on Democracy

A picture is worth,

A thousand words…

A thousand words,

Becomes a statement…

a statement deserves,

an action,

Shared and agreed upon,

for which,

an action is deserved a result…and,

should be put on paper,

and documented…

That documentation must have a vote,

A balance of thought,

Is proposed, and,

Becomes law…

Second Time Around

For the most part, my life has been a variety of disappointment and reflection. I’d find myself in situations where I’d be so intent on starting certain project’s. This was very easy with my imagination and objectivity. However, my concentration and focus are like these cognitive mishaps that my mind is caught up in. And if not for the second time around, my life would be in quite a bit of turmoil.
I remember passing my drivers’ test on the third time and since this happened I started to see a trend on my competency. Back to when I was young, my father called me a blooming idiot…! not to mention the countless other names. I’ve always revered the different ways there are to call someone stupid. And, the fact that he never swore or used vulgar language. This trend was realized after I had a heart valve replacement. This is where I found my Aortic valve and my whole aortic artery is smaller than normal and did not put enough oxygenated blood to my brain. This was a problem in my overall mental state of mind.
Speaking of healthcare, especially back in the year’s 1980 – 1990, I was under a very good health plan. After the surgery, I was disappointed and confused about why this happened. I was asking about the aortic valve and the artery that was said to be too small…undersize is the term used. Now, as I write this blog I am thinking about this situation in a very different way. I may have overlooked my predicament without understanding and that…to me is definitely not in my character.
So…the whole point I have tried to convey here is based on the fact that my cognitive function is on a very narrow curve. Meaning, my brain function is on the line between acceptable and having a mental disability. And, using the second time around is basically how I have coped with this problem. I’m pretty sure that there are other people like me, who have dealt with this before. Actually, I’m pretty sure my father had a problem that he kept hidden for a long time. But, of course that is another story.

 

President Trump is USA First

In my opinion:

Freedom Always Wins

Democracy Always Rules

Rule of Law is the force that holds it altogether

 

I’ve been pondering the idea of free press and how we as a free people, have created

this stomping ground for our leaders. Although it is obvious Donald Trump is a

conniver, and he has this attitude, which is almost childlike. However, he still is

mindful of every situation he has faced. There may be controversy and it may be

outrageous and have egomaniac insults, again…childlike. All this has been

underlined several times, but…he remains under oath of office of President of the

United States of America. So, we have what I call…a package deal.

I still believe that Hillary Rodham Clinton lost the election when she referred to

the so called basket of Deplorable’s.

Regardless of context she was using…a president is for all the people, all of the time, including so called Deplorable’s.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Lonely Life is Better than No Life At all

Being a lonely man with a heart valve that ticks is a very annoying sound when I’m trying for a tender, quite moment. It is particularly annoying when I’m trying to sleep. I’ve learned to love myself and all my idiosyncrasies.

Knotty Pine Walls

Remembering my childhood dreams, and the crazy ideas that play on your subconscious. I had eaten a good portion of my salmon on toast the day before. It was mid-summer vacation and I watched a scary movie… then, went to sleep. My window was across the street from a three way intersection. So, I’d be awoken to the street lamp and headlights that would stream across the knotty pine walls with a very creepy flash of eyes peering down on me. I look back at that now and laugh to myself and realize that there is a good reason why a little fright is good for the soul, bad bad for the kid who is trying to sleep.

There is scientific data that proves fish oil is a very good thing to eat before an exam the next day. The fatty acid is Omega three on the good brain food. So, when you have a stressful day you should put a fatty acid in the diet, with an anti acid.

 

Why I’m here…?

This is a very difficult question. My understanding of life to this moment is based on two things. The first is my mother and the second is my dad. Pretty easy…isn’t it..?

Well, it’s a deep subject, and I hope I don’t fall in.

Anyway…I was brought up as a Christian and an Atheist, and dealing with allergies, a haft ass brain function, and an abnormal body, who’s to say life could be a dream.

I’ve been told many times that I have a gift. It starts out with my thought process and it comes from being inspired. When I’m inspired in some way, shape, or form, I’m usually very creative and in my primal function as a human being. Weather it is musical, writing, or thinking objectively, it all comes from inspiration.

My most valued thought is having loved and lost. That idea is caught up in the what a, coulda, shoulda type of thing that is really just a excuse for fate and flonder. What ever that means…

I will consider this a good start for my blog training…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you…You’re Welcome

I’d been watching this conversation over so many years. While my discresion seems to have grown accustom to complaining about the many verbages ending with Thankyou and  You’re welcome.

I’ve always noticed the Thankyou…no, Thank you…okay already…!….does anybody see this commondeering happening…So, how many ways can you use thank you and you’re welcome.

Thank you for taking the time to choose me as a subject of inquirery and I hope that this dispells anyone from having any crazier thought to ponder.

 

 

 

Angry Birds

Okay…so a percentage of American voters have elected an ego maniac(in my opinion). I’m all for his view on the tax code, and health care being improved. However, his attitude and his ego will not go far. World powers have proven in the past to associate the USA with freedom and sanctuary from the war-torn nations. This is going to be changed and with the political outcome of that change,  will take a toll on what the demographic of what this nation is all about. Hopefully… this  is only temporary..

Freedom always wins….!

Democracy rules….!

And the rule of law holds it all together…!

Woulda Coulda Shoulda Mantra

I’ve been thinking too much lately…

It seems as though my time spent on projects is a little bit disturbing. I was told that my ability to solver problems is very slow and pretty much borderline with regards to having a disorder. So, all the skill’s and experience I have are only as good as the thought process that put them there….

What the hell are you talking about…!!?
My point exactly.
I enjoy building and creating for myself, but when I’ve created a project I have heard that ” Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda, Mantra.

It really seems like a faceless merry-go-round of terms. I was instructed years ago that my comma’s are way too many, and that I should build my point with out so many breaks in the understanding. All in all, he said, my thought process sucks.

And so…there you go.