Hello to you. It’s Friday here in my dimension as I write to you…about 10:29 am. I’m a little late today. Kyle didn’t get much sleep again last night and I was dreaming about Benedict Cumberbatch’s (BC) Sherlock Holmes, some kind of love story involved with it, a blonde woman again and something humorous, people deciding to take off their clothes to go see BC in person lol.
After the latest thing with fans getting pissed the poor man wasn’t going to be available to sign their autographs because, of all things and God forbid it, he decided to spend time on holiday with his lady fair Sophie and son Christopher….for shame! What an elaborate prison he has built for himself….to be known and not able to be truly unknown. He’s even coming off holiday to appease the grumbling masses – put on a smile, scribble his name a bazillion times….a shit-ton of selfies. I guess you could say people are literally willing to take off their clothes just to meet him in person. Such is the life of celebrity I guess. He must love it or he’d end it. It takes a few things to be a great actor – inner and outer strength, a degree of vanity and narcism, talent, strategy, patience and unbelievable public self-control. Some are better models of these characteristics than others lol. Ben is one of our greats for sure.
In order to keep myself off the computer and more depression and bitterness at bay, I made this necklace….I think I needed to make it bigger so it would have taken more time. I’m pretty proficient at this lol:
I have been in a sort of dark mood lately and my support system keeps reminding me to focus on what I want to see, not what I don’t but that doesn’t seem to be working. I am happy 50 indigenous tribes have joined forces against more pipeline…one of the rare bits of “good news” I’ve heard of late. Once again, the first people leading by their example! Thank you for that!
Then there is the other 90% of the shit news fed to me by “ladies in red dresses” the stuff I don’t want. Like I don’t want to see cops killing people, children running from bombs and starving, I don’t want to read that a citizen of my town shot and killed a service dog of a boy who died from multiple miseries but here it is….day after day whether I want to see it or not. So what to do?! How can I not see it, ignore it but to totally withdraw back into myself like I’ve tried to so many times before?
Should I do like the South Park episode Kyle and I watched this morning suggested, Skank Hunter (http://southpark.cc.com/)? Commit social media suicide and delete my Facebook account AGAIN and delete this blog AGAIN and slip into radio silence AGAIN?! I’ve tried that to no avail MANY times. I’ve been writing blogs since there was MSN, Myspace, Newsvine, Wix……and I always come back?! Why?! Because I get lonely in my own head with my own thoughts. Human beings get lonely AND bored and it’s unhealthy to stay in your own head alone…you get feral, obsessive, and delusional.
I can be by myself, I am most of the time and actually prefer it, but like everyone else I have the need to “reach out” and writing is how I do that the most.
Kyle, aside from our dogs and cats, is about the only person in the entire world I can be myself with and he and I can only banter our sameness back and forth so long without exhaustion of the subjects. Writing like this IS my chosen outlet and keeps me from becoming a completely “feral” human.
So I march on and thank those of you that muddle through my gibberish here….look at my drawings, photos, read my poems, stories and rants…. seem to care about me. I reflect it all back to you and want to tell you I am grateful you are in the world. I just wanted to tell you that! Right now I’m having to practice what I preach and live and walk the talk and my God it can be hard!!! We’ll do it together….we’ll just keep lifting each other up as one of us falls down into the abyss of shadow selves. We’ll just keep helping each other stay in the light of truth.
This is the message in my Pink Spirit book today which reflects my current state of being…my skepticism….may be something will resonate with you. I don’t think I’m alone o the dark side of the moon…..
9/23/2016 10:06 am
It’s dirty, it’s smelly and old
Too hot, too this, too that,
We go this way
We believe this “thing”
A flash in the pan faux deluxe
Too fleeting this flesh
That is at the crux
Over and over message on repeat
Rise up with hollow victory
Fall to bended knee in defeat
The blood flows shallow now
I see you still worship
The golden Cow
Beaten, stretched, shot, hung and torn
Waits to be born
Over and over the message clear
You’ve just become blind, deaf and dumb
You can’t hear
The noise of lights and sound
Bore and confound
Ties your body in knots
You are stuck on the ground
Familiar faces and places
In the mortal coil spinning in blood
Only a spark
Negates the old God
A land of the living and dead *ch
The streets run
With ladies dressed in red
The only true light but embers
All but a few