A terminal for all blogs coming in or going out. A view into my life. |
Started July 1st 2019 for contests, etc. as other blogs are filling up and have other purposes. I'm starting a new blog because
I'll be linking to
I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
I needed to start a folder for contests as there are so many deadlines and details to remember.
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Almost midnight and still 46 degrees. My window is wide open. I did eat earlier and I did read. But I'm worn out and tired after having done nothing. I might go to bed earlier tonight. The sun is getting up earlier every day and not letting me sleep in. 41 degrees going on 11 a.m. I left the windows open and it's 'fresh' in here. Will need to close them later... if not sooner! Not warming up today. So far the 30dbc is going okay. I've been able to handle the prompts in a consistent way and other bloggers are stopping in. I have some catching up to do with their blogs but I also have writing I must attend to. I'm into the book I'm reading and that's a good thing. I want this to be a habit while I'm home. Better than trying to the year away. High for the day at 46 degrees? I made dolgana again... not as 'fluffy' as I want it... and no clue what I'm doing right or wrong. I ate. This may seem senseless but living alone and not going anywhere can easily lead to extremes as I'm not a disciplined 'eat 1/2 banana with my oatmeal at 7 a.m.' type of person. With all due respect ... what's 7 a.m.? I met my new neighbor Joel. This is important. I like knowing who belongs here and believe it's important that young people know that the walls are thin *hint hint*. My book... now up to page 92. Wasted some time on bookface. I'm okay if I keep it to a minimum. Ranting drains me. I have far too many friends there and here who are White Identity Christians. Some are offended or perplexed when they realize I'm not... and don't want to be. Some end up blocking me or shunning me. I don't have enough friends who are people-of-color who interact with me here or there. Is it a matter of trust? Since few read my regular blog entries and fewer dare engage me. I don't know. |
PROMPT March 6th If you were given five million dollars to open a museum, what kind of museum would you create? When I was in 6th grade we had to write an essay for our English exam. I wrote about a house surrounded by gardens with a lane of elms leading to it. When I was 23 I stood in front of the Baha'i House of Worship seeing my dream made manifest. I've dreamed since of me helping towns building their own sacred places. I don't want a museum to the dead. I'd prefer a place for the living. On one of the entry ways to the House of Worship in Wilmette, Illinois it is carved, "I have made death a messenger of joy to thee". It's from The Hidden Words of Bahá’u’lláh (Arabic #32): O SON OF THE SUPREME! I have made death a messenger of joy to thee. Wherefore dost thou grieve? I made the light to shed on thee its splendor. Why dost thou veil thyself therefrom? The Dead have no need of this; it is meant for the living. A museum of the living ... O museu da vida ... ... and I would surround it with gardens and protect it with trees "overshadowing all these regions". |