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 |   Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
    Other Blogs and Journals containing the continuing writing adventures of Prosperous Snow celebrating   "The Snowflake Chronicles"  "More Snow Melt" "Writing in Snow" "Welcome to My Life" "Memories of Snow" "Dreams of Snow " Poet999's Thoughts about Writing and Other Stuff http://poet999writingthoughts.blogspot.com/ Poet999 - A Butterfly Emerges From Her Cocoon http://poet999.blogspot.com/ |
The January 23, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" Recount a trip you took to a l monument/memorial/historical site of significance, and relive your emotions. How did you feel, and why? If you have never been to a national monument/memorial/historical site of significance, which would you most like to visit and why? In moments of silence, we remember the sacrifices made for the blessing of freedom. I think I remember visiting the Pioneer Woman Museum in Oklahoma when I was very young. The only thing I remember is the statue of a Pioneer Woman standing in front of the museum. I would like to visit the War Memorials in Washington DC because I think every American should visit those memorials at least once in their lives to remember the those who sacrificed their lives for our freedom. In moments of silence we breath prayers for the dead who paid the price of freedom. The January 23, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isIf you could be involved in making a movie, would you rather act or direct? If I were involved in making a movie, I would want to act rather then direct for two reasons. First, I'm sure I'm a much better actor then director. Second, I don't want the responsibility of directing. Thought for the Day: Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn. From GONE WITH THE WIND (1939) |
The January 22, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" is Describe five things you want to see or do before it's too late. Before my weary body rest Under plants in a garden of stone Content to decompose Knowing its atoms return to the Earth, I want to do five things. To have five adventures before I die. Long ride in a hot air balloon, I want to visit Mount Carmel in Israel, Sleep in a Bed and Breakfast, To find and visit my father's grave, See the Baha'i temple in India. The January 22, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isDo you think people are inherently good or bad and why? A dual nature A creature of matter and spirit The individual human being Is neither Inherently good nor evil Having both a body and soul Places humanity At the pinnacle of material evolution And the nadir Of spiritual development The possession Of a material/physical ego And a spiritual soul Gives the individual choice Free will To chose between Good and evil Light and darkness Heaven and hell Thought of the Day: "The first Taráz and the first effulgence which hath dawned from the horizon of the Mother Book is that man should know his own self and recognize that which leadeth unto loftiness or lowliness, glory or abasement, wealth or poverty..." Baha'u'llah, Tablets of Bahá’u’lláh Revealed After the Kitáb-i-Aqdas, TARAZÁT (Ornaments), Pages 35-36 |
The January 21, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isConvince me why you appreciate either preparing or eating a home-cooked meal. Describe the preparation or the consumption of a homemade food you enjoy. Each savory bite titillates my taste buds; Nostalgic aromas awaken old memories; Tantalizing flavors tempt overindulgence; Happiness is consuming a home-cooked meal! Utensils and plates on the table Suggest a huge family feast Included are home-made biscuits and gravy And all the Southern fried chicken I can eat; Succulent creamed peas and green salad Then a home-baked cherry pie for desert. I say grace before stuffing my face. Comfort is consuming a home-cooked meal! The January 21, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isName something you no longer worry about. I no longer worry about getting fat. I figure as along as I consume foods in moderation and attempt to chew each bite 100 times (sometimes difficult) I can spend my remaining years enjoying the foods I like no matter what the food police say. Life is too short to worry about whether a specific food is good for me. Moderation is the key to a happy life, but I have to remember that I even have to practice moderation in moderation. Weary of worry Of watching my diet I choose moderation and take my medication. The only type of food I have to be a bitch about avoiding is anything I have an allergic response to when I consume it. I know I am allergic to MSG, my body completely reject this food additive within the first hour and sometimes five minutes after I have eaten the food it is in. I may or may not be allergic to some other types of food because sometimes I get heart burn when I eat or drink something that has a lot of acid. I issues with hyper-acidity, but as long as I take my medication I can consume foods high in acid in small amounts. Thought for the Day: Common sense is not so common. - Voltaire |
The January 20, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isBLOG. Tell us about your week, include your favorite blog entry from your fellow challengers from the preceding week, and, most importantly, why. The Sunday Review or the things I need to do; I am behind on my reading and my housework, too. If I had my choice, I would only read, write, and review, but my soul inhabits a body that needs daily food and drink not to mention at 66 the medications I take. The laundry needs washing, the dishes put away and I have check the slow cooker or I won't eat pasta today. I must add one other thing to my list of things to do I have to do some rewriting of novels, short stories, and poetry, too. This is the entry, "Invalid Entry" , this week that gave me something to think about. I always like entries that make me think and exercise my brain because if I'm thinking about something I don't worry.The January 20, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isToday is a free day, so blog on whatever your heart desires, and have a wonderful day! Sunday morning and the birds are singing, they are perched in the last dying pine tree in my front yard; the birds are joyfully greeting the sun. Sunday morning and my coffee is brewing; the neighbors across the street haven't removed the Christmas wreath hanging on their front door. Sunday morning and it's a free day for some, but not for me; because I'm never free of the memories... in the morning silence I hold my breath listening for my name, waiting for Mom to call out, waiting for her to request a cup of hot black coffee. Thought for the Day: It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world and moral courage so rare. - Mark Twain |
The January 19, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isDescribe an individual whom you know and admire. What traits do you like about this person? Admirable people: How do I chose just one individual, when each day a thousand unsung heroes confront the terror of prejudice, oppression, and death, with the courage that comes from facing their fears and standing firm on a foundation of nonviolence in a violent world. It is the steadfastness, the faith, and the sacrifices of these unsung heroes that will carry humanity through the hate of this present Armageddon to emerge as the builders of a planetary civilization and the parents of a unified humanity. It is these unsung, these anonymous heroes that I admire. Thought for the Week: "The choice is no longer between violence and nonviolence, but nonviolence and nonexistence." ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. |
The January 19, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWrite a poem utilizing the phrase, "I remember when..." (If I can write a poem, so can you, but for those less daring, feel free to write a piece of prose instead.) I remember when we went to Disneyland, just Mom and I together on a holiday for two; we departed Las Vegas just before sunset and arrived in Anaheim about dawn. I remember when we went to Disneyland; we took Mom's Cadillac and drove all night though the desert to avoid the heat of the day, we stopped for gas in Barstow, ate breakfast at a greasy spoon truck stop, and overheard the hooker in the next booth talk. I remember when we went to Disneyland, I discovered Mom's favorite ride to the tune of "It's a small world after all". Thought for the Day: "Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint." - Mark Twain |
The January 18, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWhat does humor mean to YOU? What tickles YOUR funny bone? Is there anything you laugh at that others don't? To me humor is a sign of the human soul. To me humor is part of the survival instinct. For me humor relieves stress, depression, and embarrassment. For me humor is a part of who I am. For me almost anything can tickle my funny bone. My humor is sometimes weird and at other times off the wall. I am prone to hysterical laughter. The January 18, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isAre you more likely to tell it like it is, or to hold your tongue? Speak up be a bitch, be a squeaky wheel. Speak up be heard and be seen. Speak up tell them how the cow eat the cabbage. Speak up under the proper conditions stand up for yourself. Speak up because silence is not always golden. Hold your tongue because sometimes silence is golden or, at least, silver. Hold your tongue unless you can speak hope rather then despair. Hold your tongue rather then speak insults, curses, or gossip. Hold your tongue rather then make fun of the less fortunate. Hold your tongue because it is less painful then biting it. Am I more likely to tell it like it is, or hold my tongue? The circumstances dictate my response. Thought for the Day: "It's no crime to protect yourself from someone else's mean-spiritedness." Jeanne Phillips (Dear Abby) |
The January 17, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isAre social media sites (Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc ...) an evolving form of communication and allow us to be more connected to those around us, or do they decrease communication skills, and distance us from "real" connections? This is a different world then the one my grandparents, my parents, and even myself was born into. Technology has made the world smaller and given us easier access to other parts of the planet. Once it took weeks or months to travel from one nation to another, now we can do it in hours or in some cases a few days. In this ever shrinking world, social media sites give access to friends and potential friends in other parts of the world. Real communications has less to do with the technology used then it does with the people using the technology. Social media is a new form of communication, therefore we have to learn to use it properly. The individual needs to take responsibility for the way he or she uses the technology. The technology of communications has very little to do with communications skills, it just makes communication faster. Communications skills is something that the individual needs to learn, if the individual has poor communications skills then the technology will make communicating more difficult. If the individual has good communications skills then the technology will make connecting with other people easier and faster. The January 17, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isDo you believe in the death penalty? Defend your answer. There are some crimes that are so heinous that they require a death penalty. The problem with this penalty is the way it has been used in the past and is still being used today. The crimes that require this penalty should be strictly limited and the appeals process given an overhaul. Humanity, its cultural, its technology, and even its laws are in the process of evolution, of change. In the past, a person could be put to death for any crime; however, that has changed. Today are numerous crimes that do not demand or even require the death penalty. In the future, there will be even fewer crimes that require this penalty because everything in the material universe is in the process of change. As the human race matures, reasons to use the death penalty will become fewer as we learn how to deal with our emotions, reactions, etc. |
The January 16, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" Is there anyone in your life that you would take a bullet for? Is there anyone in my life I would take a bullet for? If this question were asked three months ago, I would have said my mother. Since is question is asked today, it is a bit difficult to answer. It isn't that I don't have anyone I would take a bullet for the problem today is choosing just one person. I have two grand nieces, two grand nephews, three nieces, seven nephews, two brothers, one full sister, and one half-sister. As you can see, I would have difficulty choosing which one to take the bullet for. The January 16, 2013 prompt for {item:} Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you back to childhood? Southern fried chicken always transports me back to my childhood. I especially liked my mother's and grandmother's southern fried chicken. When I was a child they fixed the chicken in an iron skillet. Since Mom learned the recipe from Grandma, her chicken tasted like Grandma's. Grandma would dip the chicken in egg and then in a flour mixture. I know she added salt and pepper to the flour, but I can't remember the other spices. Southern fried chicken It was always plate lickin' When Grandma fixed the chicken Thought for the Day: "Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear." - Mark Twain |
The January 15, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" What one talent do you wish you had, but don't (non-writing related)? I want to make music not with a pen but with my lungs, my finger, or my hands. I want to play a musical instrument, but not just any musical instrument. I want to play a musical instrument whose chords haunt the mind and penetrates the soul. The January 15, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" If you could learn to play a musical instrument, one which you've never played before, which would you choose and why? I want to play the instrument of my genetic heritage. The haunting chords of bagpipes bring tears to my eyes and comfort to my soul. I want to learn to play The Pipes! |
 Disclaimer: I am composing this entry while drinking my first cup of coffee. Therefore, I am not sure how enthusiastic I am on this cold (at least to me) Monday morning. I am drinking leftover coffee from yesterday which I warmed up in the microwave, today's fresh carafe is still brewing.The January 14, 2013 (Enthusiastic Monday) prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" Persuade me why you appreciate verbal arguments or disagreements. Verbal arguments and disagreements reveal the personality traits of the combatants. Sometimes the traits revealed are good and sometimes bad that is why, when embroiled in a verbal argument or disagreement, a individual should note two thing. First, the way he or she is verbalizing his or her points and responding to the other combatant's points. Second, the way the other combatant is verbalizing points and responding to points. Some people you cannot have a civil argument or disagreement with because it always ends in shouting, yelling, etc. The trick is for a person to learn the triggers that cause these responses in him or herself. When a person has knowledge of these triggers then a way to handle them can be formulated. This is the key to keeping a verbal disagreement civil because the only person an individual can control is him or herself. If the other combatant is unable to participate in a civil argument then one should find a catch phrase, such as "That is an interesting point, I'll have to think about", or smile and change the subject; especially, if leaving the scene of the argument is not possible. An observant person can tell a lot about friends, foes, and self by the way they act when participating in a verbal argument or disagreement. This is true for everyone, especially politicians. Yesterday's edition of MSNBC's Caught on Camera revealed politicians, in several countries, having knock down drag out disagreements in front of cameras.  Disclaimer: I know I have written this in either the third person or the second person; I am not sure which at this point because I am only on my second cup of Monday morning coffee.The January 14, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" What is your worst quality as a human? Describe it in detail, and why you think it's bad. Procrastination! Without a doubt, my worst human quality is procrastination. I can think of any excuse to put off anything until the last possible minutes. I can think of make work so that I have an excuse to procrastination. I can even write a poem that makes procrastination look like a virtue. Procrastination is best Of this much I am sure All though you may protest Procrastination is best Taking action may cause unrest So inaction is the cure Procrastination is best Of this much I am sure In 2013, I am attempting to overcome this habit and resign as President of the Procrastinators Society of America; I am not sure whether I am doing a good job or not, but it is still early in the year. If this question was ask last year I probably would have had a different answer. If this question is ask next year the answer will probably be different. However, right now my worst quality is procrastination. Thought for the Day: "O Son of Being! Bring thyself to account each day ere thou art summoned to a reckoning; for death, unheralded, shall come upon thee and thou shalt be called to give an account for thy deeds." ~ Baha'u'llah, The Hidden Words of Baha'u'llah, from the Arabic #31  Note: I am working on bringing myself to account one day at a time. |
"Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" Today's a free day, so blog on whatever your heart desires and have a wonderful day!I watch the high white clouds attempting to conceal the blue sky and hide the sun. I pick up my prayer book, read a prayer, and then take a sip of coffee; the coffee is room temperature, perhaps I should reheat it in the microwave. My eyes are drawn back to the clouds. It is Sunday the beginning of a new week; it is Jamál the day of Glory. My eyes keep returning to the clouds, their pristine color reflects the glory of the sun. A slight breeze generates a windchill factor, two layers of sweaters warm my arms if... when I go outside I will have to put on the ski jacket. The sun and the clouds move across the sky progressing toward sunset and a cold night. |
The January 13, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" Blog. Tell us about your week. Include your favorite blog entry from your fellow challengers from the preceding week, and, most importantly, why.I am beginning this entry with laughter. I read several funny entries on Friday, many of the made me laugh aloud. The one that caused me to laugh loudest and longest is "Invalid Entry" by shoumojit. As for the rest of my week, I went to the doctor on January 8 because I need my medication refilled and had a bladder infection. I am feeling 90% better and I imagine I will feel 100% better when I finish the antibiotics on Wednesday. The doctor also gave me a referral to have a X-ray of my left knee, which has a tendency to go out of joint. When it does the pain is excruciating and I cannot move until the knee goes back into joint. The main problem is that it goes out of joint when I am in the car, if I am driving I have to find a place to pull over and open the door so that I can get it back into joint. We finally have winter weather in Las Vegas, which comes along with wind and a windchill factor. I check the weather and temperature online because my television is facing the wrong direction. The television is facing the couch and not the computer. If it were facing the computer I could watch the local news and weather much easier. As it is, I have to turn off the computer and sit on the couch to watch television. Thought for the Day: "Never let a computer know you're in a hurry." - Author Unknown |
The January 12, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" is A day in the life of a blogger.I know I turned the alarm clock off, Adrian thought reach for the clock, but then she realized she was hearing music. I guess I didn't turn off the clock radio or the cell phone. Feeling around on the nightstand, she finally found her cell phone and pushed a button to turn off the music. She laid back down and closed her eyes, but five minutes later the alarm on the cell phone went off again. This time, when she picked up the phone she opened her eyes and pressed the off button instead of the snooze. Again she laid her head on her pillow and closed her eyes, but fifteen minutes later she awake with a start. A male voice reverberated through the house, he was saying something about twenty-nine degree temperatures and snow. Sighing, she got out of bed and made her way to the dining room. Sitting on a table next to the kitchen door the clock radio was blasting away. As she turned it off, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the house. Sighing, she went into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of dark Sumatran coffee. Cup in hand, she walked to the kitchen window and stared into the backyard. What, she took a sip of coffee, is that white stuff on the ground? "Woof," Frankfurter, her dachshund, sat at the backdoor waiting to go out. Placing her cup next to the coffee maker, she went to the door and opened it. A think layer of snow covered the back stoop. The dog looked up at her, whined, and then stood there staring into the backyard. "That's snow, You Silly Dog," she began to shiver, "you've seen it before. Either go out or..." at that moment the neighbor's Siamese cat, Jay, jumped over the dog and ran into the dining room. Three minutes later, Frankfurter followed the cat leaving Adrian staring after them. "Now they're ganging up on me," she closed the door. "At least I have a blog entry today." Bagpipe music reverberated from the bedroom, Crap! I left the phone on the nightstand. She headed for her bedroom, but paused in the dining room to stare at Jay and Frankfurter. They were curled up together on the dining room chair which was sitting directly under a heating vent. Continuing into the bedroom, she picked up the phone and checked the number. Since she did not recognize it, she pressed exit and took the phone with her to the kitchen where she poured herself more coffee. Then with the cup in her right hand and the cell phone in her left, she went into her office and turn on her computer. Instead of checking her inbox, as was normal, she accessed her blog and began to type the entry. An hour later, she posted the entry. Her phone beeped, she accessed the voice mail and listened to the message. A man's voice said, "Sweet Heart, I know you're probably still asleep, but I found that quote we were talking about the other night. Here is is Life is like a taxi. The meter just keeps a-ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still. It's written by Lou Erickson. So to prevent you from standing still, I'm sending a taxi to your house in an hour and we're going to go out for breakfast. See you at the Pancake House on Rainbow in a couple of hours, Love." The doorbell ring, so Adrian saved the message and then answered the door. Joe, her neighbor, stood on the porch with a worried look on his face. "Adrien, have you seen Jay. He didn't come home this morning and I've looked everywhere." "Not everywhere," she motioned him to come in and pointed to the dining room. "If I were you, Joe, I wouldn't disturb them. Instead, go into the kitchen and pour yourself a cup of coffee while I get dressed. I'll take you out for breakfast." "But, Adrien,..." "Joe, Sue has been gone two days and I know you haven't eaten a decent meal in that time. If I don't make sure you have one good meal while she gone, she'll never speak to me again." An hour later the drove into the parking lot of the Pancake House on Rainbow Avenue. Joe got out of the passenger side, went around the car, and opened the door for her. Inside the restaurant, Adrien looked around. In a corner booth, a man, wearing a baseball cap, stared intently at the door. "A table or a booth," the hostess ask . "Can you seat us next to the corner booth," said Adrien. "Follow me, please," she guided them to the booth and laid menus down. "Would you like something to drink?" "We'll have coffee," said Joe. A few minutes later, a woman, wearing a pink robe and fuzzy slippers, came in and walked to the corner booth. "Sully," she said, "the next time you send a cab for me, please give me an hour's warning." |
The January 12, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" If you could live forever, would you? Why or why not?I am presuming the prompt is referring to the physical body rather then the soul. A person's soul was met to live forever, but the physical body was intended live a short period of time on this earth. Once the physical body has reached it allotted years and then it dies and begins to decompose, while the soul ascends into the next world. When the soul ascends, it takes with it the spiritual attributes it has acquired during its association with the physical body. These attributes cloth the soul in paradise. Eternal life; the soul weary of its earthly journey ascends into its spiritual home clothed in the attributes of love, of faith, of creativity, etc. Would I chose to live forever in this physical body? No. I want to live as long as it is God's will that I remain on Earth, but I would not want to deprive my soul of the joy of paradise by keeping my physical body alive forever. Death is not something to be feared because it opens the door to eternal life for the human soul. Until the moment of physical death the door is closed to eternal life and the soul cannot open it. In the Hidden Words, Baha'u'llah says "O Son of the Supreme! I have made death a messenger of joy to thee. Wherefore dost thou grieve? I have made the light to shed on thee its splendor. Why dost thou veil thyself therefrom?" (The Hidden Words of Baha'u'llah, Part 1 ~ From the Arabic, #32) |
January 11, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" What childhood lesson has always stuck with you?Childhood's lessons return to haunt and reverberate like a bully's taunt. Which of these lessons have stuck with me the good, the bad, or the ugly? It was the lie that a neighbor girl told that resulted in the spanking I did not deserve and the unconscious belief that no one ever believes me. Why is it I remember the lessons that were ugly or bad before I remember the good? |
January 11, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" When was the last time you remember laughing so hard your sides hurt, your smiling muscles were sore, and your eyes were tearing up? What were you laughing at? Laughter is the best medicine. ~ Author Unknown Hard laughter reverberated through my body and penetrated my soul. When was the last time I remember laughing so hard my sides hurt, my smiling muscles were sore, and my eyes were tearing up? I can't remember the exact date of this occurrence; all though, I do know it's been several years. Hard laughter washes away the dust of daily living and heals my depressed spirit. Each time you laugh you add one minute to your life span. ~ Author Unknown Hard laughter brings weariness to my body and happiness to my soul. What was I laughing at? I was laughing at a cat. Vashtie had this tendency to flop down on the floor whenever she saw either my mother or me enter a room. This was her way of telling us she wanted one of us to pick her up. One day, I plugged the vacuum cleaner into a living room wall socket. The phone ring, so instead of turning on the vacuum, I went to answer the phone. When I returned Vashtie was sitting next to the vacuum, she saw me return from the kitchen and flopped down. When she flopped down, she turned of the vacuum (I could turn that vacuum on by stepping on the switch in the front). The sound of the vacuum frightened Vashtie, she jumped straight up into the air and sped into the kitchen. I have never laughed so hard in my life, even today I still laugh at the memory of the way she frightened herself. How many years does hard laughter increase my life span? |
January 10, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" Gay marriage? Yes? No? Do you care? Why?The answer to the question about gay marriage is no, but since it will probably become a law of this country my opinion in this matter does not count. When the question comes up again on the ballet in Nevada, which it inevitably will, I will (as I always do) vote my conscience. I do not care if my opinion counts on this subject because the important thing is how I treat other people whether or not I agree with who they can or cannot marry. This is the point I step on my soapbox. One of the problems with the world and America is that there are to damn many fanatics who do not care about others. By not caring about others, I mean that they want to push their opinion without listening to the other person's point of view. In America, it is not the opinion of the individual that wins in the voting booth, but the opinion of the majority. Once the opinion of the majority is made clear you accept it as the law of the land and you treat every human being the way you would like to be treated. Which (to me means) that one does not tell another person that he or she is going to hell because of their sexual orientation, their religion, their color, their gender, their nationality, etc. No one, I do not care how righteous, the person believes him or herself to be knows until the moment of death what stage of the afterlife they will be in. It is true, that a person can do something in this life to help the soul ascend into paradise; one of those things is to ask questions. The Creator does not want blind followers because they too easily become fanatics and, at the very least, alienate the rest of humanity. That said, I can now carefully step down off my soap box. |
January 10, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" What's worse: extremely cold weather or extremely hot weather?Extremes of weather, hot or cold, pushes us to the breaking point, to the point of no return, to extinction or to change. Extremes in weather test our will to survive physically, spiritually, and mentally; it is during the extremes that our attitudes and our technologies evolve. Moderation in weather or anything else gives us a rest, but it is the extremes that push our spiritual, physical, and mental evolution. |
The January 9, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isDo you belong in this day and age? Do you feel comfortable being a citizen of the 21st-century? If you do, explain why — and if you don’t, when in human history would you rather be? I belong in this day and age because I was born in 1946 and I am still alive in the 21st-century. If I did not belong in this century, I would have died in a refrigerator in Oklahoma when I was a young child (somewhere between three and five years old). I have a reason for living in the 21st-century, but that does not mean I feel comfortable in this century. Sometime I feel comfortable in this century and sometime I feel uncomfortable being a 21st-century citizen. I do not feel like a citizen of the 21st-century. I do not think of myself as a citizen of the 21st-century. I view myself as a citizen of the world, as a citizen of the universe. This concept of citizenship takes in all nations, centuries, and planets. I am living in this century because it is my destiny to live in this century. I have something to do, I have something to accomplish. I read a quote once that said something about being happy in the day (age) in which you live. Despite my tendency toward depression, most of the time I am either happy or content in this day and age. If I could have chosen the age in which I lived, I would probably choose sometime in the future. Perhaps a 150 or 200 years in the future when I could live in a colony of Mars or one in interstellar space. |
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