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Blogging with different ideas. |
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| Word count: 793 For this section of The Ultimate Trinket contest, we have to write a blog and have it focus on one of three pictures. Instead of the pictures, I have decided to write about the story I wrote to go with the second picture. I normally do not have too much of a problem, making up a story when I have interesting pictures to work with, but I will admit nothing came to me on these three, except for things too depressing to discuss. Over the past couple of years, too many things have happened in the world to tank everyone. At 71 years old I have seen almost everything which has happened, but different names have been given to them. I’m still trying to wrap myself around the “woke” stuff. Now when I got to an age where I first started noticing “adult” happenings. I was still protected in my own little world. I had a family who cared about me. I lived in comfort and I had friends to talk to about whatever we thought was important. I lived through a recession where money was tight. Filler was added to hamburgers to make it possible to sell at the same price, but still, give people something to eat. We didn’t have the internet to jam the rest of the world down our throats. You could trust news anchors to tell you the truth without trying to swing the story one way or another. It consisted of “the facts and only the facts”.  The first picture isn’t too bad. I tried to think of it as a boy taking his pet for a walk. Bang, a side story pops up in another “channel” I am viewing, and the picture which was reasonably happy goes sideways. In my mind, I now have a boy taking his pet to the market because his family needs the money to survive. Our world tends to color our outlook. We can all see the same picture and have multi-faceted outlooks on what the photographer is trying to tell us. Are we being shown just a snippet of a different life? Are we being shown the hardships of different places? Maybe the picture taker is trying to convey how not everyone in the world is constantly running to and fro.  I used the second picture to write the story for this section of the contest. I enjoy reading and writing science fiction and this video-scape was easy to drag there. The contest designer was still holding true to keeping life below the happiness bar. This whole part of the contest is supposed to make you think about life. I have had too much of this part of life surrounding my being at the moment. I want to escape, hide, cover my head or whatever other metaphors you can come up with to not deal with it.  The third picture was the worst to try and deal with. At the moment I’m having a very hard time even looking at it and writing about it. I just want to take these too youngin’ into my arms and spirit them away somewhere safe. Somewhere that would wipe the frightened looks off their young faces. I’m even having to write this section in bits and pieces because I can’t view the picture for any great length of time without sinking into the quagmire of life. I know the photographer is trying to show how adult-inflicted wars are hurting parts of the different squabbling counties that have no say so in what they want to do in life. Their world consists of just trying to survive and be someplace safe until the adults come to their senses. They don’t understand how a piece of land is important enough to kill and destroy the world they are trying to obtain. They don’t understand abstract ideas like, freedom, oppression, and ownership of the larger piece of Earth’s proverbial pie, which means you have to blow things up and scare the bejeebers out of everyone, so some person higher up in the food chain can trump their chest and say “look what I did”. We are supposed to use these blogging sections to tell how we feel. Well in this section of the contest, I am feeling depressed, sad and like life doesn’t care. I am feeling like I should take the family and climb into one of the old bomb bunkers so many people built in the seventies. I want to figure out how to protect my loved ones but have slowly realized it is impossible. I am not high enough in the world's hierarchy to make a difference. I just have to sit and wait, hoping the elite come to their senses before they do something stupid. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
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This is a lovely share with some wise advice at the end. And it fits the prompt well! Thanks for sharing your experience.
