You are what you write. Illusion and Reality...I reside in between. Where are you?
UNDERSTAND THAT REDIRECTING CIVILIZATION is a major undertaking. You can write volumes about it and who will listen? But the energy that goes for that purpose cannot be withdrawn. You know that.|
That’s a prompt for a pop-fiction short story.
Well, the first thing that happened was waking up from a nightmare at 3AM. I dreamed about faceless men wearing glowing, lavender shirts pretending to be business men. They were moving around, looking important, only accomplishing nothing. Woke up and could not go back to sleep. What kind of nightmare was that?
Then the power went out for one third of the country, so I lost the Internet. That pretty much isolates me out in my jungle estate where I am house-sitting. The house is huge and the trade winds are howling at the wooden louvers. Next it rained, which cooled it off, but raised the humidity.
When the sun came up, I looked around and for sure it is not Oz. It is a lush, green jungle with coconut palms, flowering trees, and banana palms all around the Wind Song House. The three dogs greet me with wagging tails and wet tongues.
I take my walking stick and enjoying the warm, morning sunshine, follow the electric power line the quarter-mile out to the meter box to make sure it was not our line that the wind took down. All is good. One of the dogs jumped the fence to come find me and escort me back to the house.
After lunch the power came back on so I can post this now. So much for not being in Oz, but I love where I am.
Peace and Love...>>>iggy
Prompt: Which good memories are better-the recent and vivid ones or those that time has covered in a sweet haze?
I don’t have a problem with any of my memories except resenting the military for drafting me at age 22.
HOWEVER, there are thousands of combat veterans who suffer from PTSD and I pray their memories could be covered in a sweet haze. I know they are not, except with drugs or alcohol. Time does not help and they face it everyday.
I have no more to say about that...>>>iggy
Prompt: Sense of Humor
“Getting a comedic view of your situation gives you spiritual distance.”
Do you use that comedic view for the ills in your life? And how successful is it?
When certain people take themselves too seriously, they need a good dose of humor to balance them out. I’m afraid my humor can get quite sarcastic.
The idea of a ‘spiritual distance’ is foreign to me. If anything, I would want a more spiritual closeness---and that can easily include humor. But then you realize that ‘spiritual’ can mean many different things to each person.
I also have questions about ‘ills in my life’. That seems a very negative way to look at problems that happen. I do know people that carry around a bag of their ‘ills’ to list in great detail if you dare ask, “How are you doing?” Their negative energy sends me running.
Now, do I have a sense of humor? Yes, for sure. But I don’t tell jokes---I never can remember them. I love hearing jokes or reading them, but once I’ve laughed, they’re usually forgotten. My best novel characters have a sarcastic sense of humor. Funny how that works out. I loved Don Rickles, he was so clever and could get away with saying just about anything. Joan Rivers was another. I also love the gentle humor of Betty White. These folks make fun of reality with such skill.
Do you think artists should connect with their fans via social media or leave up the wall between performer and audience?
If ALL ARTISTS were exactly the same, you could have some kind of general rule about privacy or transparency. HOWEVER, no two artists are the same.
Some artists are private. Their work is highly personal and perhaps emotional. You can see it (their art), admire it, buy it, but you cannot know about the person who created it.
Some artists are almost totally a creation of the social media. Their image is everywhere, what they wear, who they have dinner with, the scandals, the intrigues of who their next lover will be. All of it is part of social media. And some are multi-millionaires because of this exposure. Others are just laughed at and they soon disappear.
Did you notice how real news has merged into social media to the point where they are indistinguishable. Of course it’s not surprising, all of it is produced and edited and presented by the same few giant corporations. It really blurred when Facebook began featuring the news networks.
Now you could say that social media is THE MEDIA of our world.
Is this illusion complete enough for you?
Where is the reality? >>>iggy
EVERYTHING IN THE LOUVRE MUSEUM IN PARIS.
I especially liked the Persian and Egyptian sections since I was working on my novel, Apex Project at the time. But, all of it is amazing. We stayed in a small, hotel very nearby and went to the Louvre many times for many hours. Still never got to see everything. Certain days are free so they are very crowded.
I liked the Solomon R.Guggenheim Museum in New York City. To walk down the spiral to see the continuous display of the current exhibit is not like any other museum. What a building.
I also enjoyed the Versailles Palace in Paris. and the Museum of Natural History in Manhattan. The Museum of Modern Art in Tehran, Iran has an outstanding collection. The Getty Villa in Los Angeles is someplace I always remember. And you should see the Iolani Palace in Honolulu.
There is not just one cool thing. There is so much art, history, culture from so many ages of man. It’s all cool. The thing is---you could go every day for the rest of your life---and never see it all!
Once in your life, you should see these treasures...>>>iggy
It seems that a lot of the recent prompts have asked about our lives for one reason or another. I have no problem looking back, but find it kind of boring. You know, been there, done that?
I've had so many different jobs in so many different places. And with each new opportunity, I learned something new. When I was 15 or 17 and working, I was a different person than I am now. I loved my friends and coworkers and will never forget them.
And many times, I was close to the power, the top dog, but being a Virgo, I am in service of others, not myself. Those people trusted me and so I will never write about them.
So the idea of looking back as part of a written, public record? Never happen. I'm not afraid of it, I cherish the memories, but they're just for me.
Bits and pieces of events, locations, skills, and people show up in my books totally fictionalized. So my life, looking back is a very valuable resource.
“I am not a glutton - I am an explorer of food,” said Erma Bombeck.
What are your feelings about food?
How much do you love it? Or do you fear it?
(Sorry, this is another rant)
I believe ignorance about food is the major cause of illness and body failure. Traditional styles began with unadulterated, organic sources, which now, generations later, are processed, bleached, enhanced, possibly genetically modified---so the old grandma recipes are deadly over time. The ingredients are simply not safe to use. And unless you have your own greenhouse and farm where you control everything, including the quality of the soil and water, better rethink, regroup and start some new traditions with a lot of education and research. Just a couple examples of the extreme changes that have happened are:
>>>The story is that most of the wheat, before it is harvested, is sprayed with Roundup or similar herbicide, to speed the drying. So what does that do to the bleached white flour used in so much food?
>>>The common denominator between Mad Cow and Chronic Wasting Disease7 is forcing natural herbivores to eat animal parts.
Confined animal feeding operations (CAFOs) are major warehouse-style growing facilities where animals are crowded together by the thousands, and fed a completely unnatural diet of glyphosate-containing genetically engineered (GE) grains mixed with antibiotics. That alone is a recipe for out-of-control spread of disease, both among animals and humans.
>>>The food industry loves sweeteners, especially high fructose corn syrup (HFCS), as they make every type of food more palatable – from soup to bagels, ketchup to bread. As a liquid, it is also easier to blend and transport. In particular, it is used in low-fat foods, which have coincided with a rise in obesity and related illnesses.
So you see, food has changed drastically. You can't eat what you used to eat with out serious consequences. If you have not educated yourself about today's food---then you should fear it. Think who benefits from sick people? How much do they spend to keep you uninformed and misinformed?
You have to be very sure about what you are preparing and eating to love it!
Healthy humans are very smart...>>>iggy
Create me something-- anything using these words: Heat wave, bubbly, laughter, red, white, blue and fire fighter. Pick some or use them all but let your creativity take you where ever.
The firefighters in their protective gear line up in front of the fire house under the draped red, white and blue banners while the president of the Ladies Guild for Responsible Ethics poured the bubbly. Because of the heat wave they had decided to hold the ceremony early before it got too hot. One of the old men played the Star Spangled Banner on his harmonica. The waiting firefighters began to sweat under their heavy gear, and five-year-old Jimmy Smith waved his little flag.
In the background the news radio reported that the Pentigone had just announced that the US Military was stockpiling thirty-ton Bunker Buster bombs in case Iran nuclear talks failed. Sitting inside behind the firefighters, where the cold air was blowing, ninety-year-old mister Jensen listened to the broadcast with his good ear.
When they brought him a plastic cup of the bubbly, he asked the giggling lady who handed it to him, “What kind of nation threatens another nation with bombs if they want the guys to sign an agreement? Don’t it make ya feel like a hypocrite? His question stopped her laughter, and she just looked confused.
America on July 4, 2015
That’s easy. I got a letter from the Selective Service saying, “Greetings. You are ordered to report to Fort Carson, Colorado on.... That was just a couple days after my 22nd birthday, On that day I had auditioned for the part of Baby John in the first national company of West Side Story on tour. I think I got the part, but had to cancel the call-back because I’d be on my way back to Wyoming to say goodbye to my folks.
That letter changed my life.
I once started a new job back when computers were big and slow and ran old windows software. Trying to deal with an even older 3rd party accounting software, I accidentally pushed the REFORMAT DISK button---and couldn’t stop it.
It was a very clean computer, and I had to re-enter EVERYTHING for the past two years. Took a while and learned a valuable lesson. Ha!
Now, my little rant:
I cannot understand all the whoo-haa about the Supreme Court decision about gay marriage. IF ALL THAT ENERGY were put to objecting to the American foreign policy of war first and forever. The bigger rule, I believe is; Thou shall not kill. Doesn’t that supposedly come from God? In our name people are dying every day, our kids and theirs, and for what? Is it the fact that the marriage objection is safe and politically correct---and objection to the powers that be is considered possibly dangerous and involves personal risk? Everything feels out of balance. Follow the money and listen to the silence. If the silence is your own...
Just a thought...
Peace and Love...>>>iggy