Contemplative thoughts that infiltrate the mind.
|My mind is always having conversations with me.|
| I was little, probably around age six when I woke up feeling as if I were swimming. I yelled out to my parents at the time
causing them to come running. There was a night light plugged into the bedroom wall so no need for me to be afraid of the dark.
My mom and dad asked me, "what's wrong?" I slid out of bed, and you could see that my pajamas were soaked. I had wet the
bed, and it wasn't very comfortable.
I wanted to get out of those pjs quickly. My sheets had to be changed which my parents weren't happy about. The time
was about 3 a.m., and sleeping soundly was a beautiful thing. Having sleep interrupted wasn't something they looked forward to,
and I couldn't blame them. I hated being woken up because of the issue at hand.
I don't believe I wet the bed ever again. Having dry pajamas, dry sheets, and uninterrupted sleep is a great thing. I know I
haven't done it as an adult which is a good thing. If I ever did that as a married man how would I explain that to my wife? I don't
think I want to explain that to my wife.
Having children I believe is my parents revenge upon me. I have had my son yell out in the middle of the night, for the same
reason that I yelled out those many years ago. I felt bad for him knowing that wetting the bed isn't an exciting experience, but a
scary one. He wasn't very happy, but we got him into dry pajamas, dry sheets, and back into bed. He's yelled out a few more
Wetting the bed was a scary experience. I didn't want to have to deal with that again. I hope my son never has to go
through that again. He's eleven now so I believe he's done wetting the bed. He likes sleeping, and dry sheets.
Keeping my pajamas dry for the next thirty-six years of my life has been a beautiful thing. A lot of sleep filled nights have
been very rewarding. Dry clothing, sheets, and uninterrupted sleep is wonderful. Life is grand.
All those parents that are dealing with this issue it will be over soon. Wetting the bed is a short lived issue. Enjoy the sleep
filled nights for the time being because there will be nights that are interrupted. It won't be frequent, but off and on. Maybe your
child will stop wetting the bed so that your sleep will be uninterrupted for the next thirty-six years. Viva la dry.
| I was searching through files in my home today looking for non-important items. I came across a
certificate that had me jumping all over the place. I had been told I was forty-three by an investigator who
had done searches. He didn't have much info other than that. I guess I had been left on a church doorstep
a while ago.
I know this sounds like stuff made of movies, but that is the info that has been passed down. The
certificate I found wasn't a birth certificate but a note that was notary stamped stating that I was born in
nineteen eighty-nine. I couldn't believe how in a matter of minutes I went from being forty-three to having
twenty years stripped off. If that isn't a cause for celebration I don't know what is. The celebration is on.
I would love to find my birth parents because I don't believe they are dead. I was told they were dead by
a caretaker at the church. I wasn't quite sure if I believed the caretaker. I had a bad vibe about her with how
she carried herself . Her attitude was so ugly that I counted the days until I could say goodbye.
I believe that caretaker is still there to this day. I don't think anyone believed my complaints. I wasn't the
greatest urchin that stepped foot in their halls. I wanted to be on my own, and not under the rule of anyone
who isn't my family. The day that I left was a celebration for me.
I waved at that caretaker trying to hide the sneer that crept across my mouth. She didn't say much,
didn't do much, and turned away when I got out of the gate. I was ready to start a new journey in my life.
That journey included trying to find my parents. I know they are alive.
I won't give up hope, and look forward to the day when I can hug them. The past was absent of any
affection, love, kindness, and warmth. I vow that I will do things differently when I start my family. I will not
leave anyone on church steps. I am motivated by what my future looks like.
I will start searching for more information on who I am, where I came from, who my parents are, and who
my siblings are. I want to know why I was left at the church. I have forgiven those who saw fit to abandon
I'm not going to hold any animosity towards those in the past. I have much more integrity than that.
The day couldn't have gone any better. Knowing that I'm younger than what I, and everyone else thought is
awesome. I'm going to celebrate for a while. I'm walking tall, strong, and life is great. There is a great song
titled, "Celebration" which is my theme song.
********* This is a fiction piece *********
| Republicans, Democrats, Independents, Constitutionalists, and Tea Partiers are throwing our
government into disarray. None of the parties can agree on anything which only delays every issue on the
books. They have put this country in such upheaval that the American public doesn't see anything positive
in the future. Our government has dug itself into a dark trench that the wheels of progression just turn like
a revolving door. The world looks at our country as losing its status as a world power.
We've seen the smug looks on other world leader's faces as to what they think of our country. I
never thought that my country would ever get to the place where we have lost face. I'm proud to be an
American, glad I was born here, and wouldn't want to be anywhere else. My country is still the greatest country
in the world. We have a lot to be thankful for.
Unfortunately, the administration that leads our country at this time has an agenda that doesn't
coincide with the majority of Americans. They don't seem to remember that they work for us since
America is "We the people." Our leaders are blatantly ignorant of what the American people are saying.
The fat cats in the senate and the house have been there way too long. A lot of the old establishment
need to move on, and make room for some new members.
Our government, politicians, and parties need to get their act together. Stop playing games, blaming
each other, and come together in unity. Put ideology aside letting common sense dictate the path. The
path of least resistance will hopefully get all parties to come together for one common goal. Bring our
country back to being the powerhouse that it was.
All these parties need to stop trying to one up each other. Come to a resolution where all the issues
at hand can be checked off. The American people want to have confidence in their country the way
they used to. Let's get down to business, and pull ourselves out of the trench so that we can progress to
great things. Let's get America through that revolving door, and become great again.
| These next few months are some of the most exciting. I enjoy the smells, colors, fireplace crackling, and the food. I grew up in the northeast where the weather and the seasons changed when September rolled in. I am a fan of colder weather being able to wear layers of clothing, wrapping up under a big comforter, and snuggling with my wife. It's a wonderful time.
Those moments are slow to arrive where I live now. I live in the southeast which has long summers,and short winters. I wouldn't consider South Carolina really having a winter since it's so mild. We've had 70 degrees in November. Who ever heard of degrees like this in November?
When the temps are up that high it takes away from the aesthetics of the season. We don't get any snow, which means there are no snowmen, no sledding, and no snowball fights. What kind of winter is that? I don't much care for tropical winters, but my wife does. My wife grew up in Vermont where the winters are brutal.
The Canadian border runs along the Vermont region. We share the coat of winter with them. I remember days where the temps were down to 40 below, and that was not pretty. I was unable to enjoy my hot chocolate because it turned into a chocolate block. The area we lived in Vermont was in a small town called North Hero, forty minutes outside of Burlington.
The town would shut down because the only access was a drawbridge that would freeze. When I mean freeze, it would freeze the gears so the bridge couldn't be operated. I had never seen anything like it with icicles hanging off the bridge pistons, railings, and road grates. The bridge wouldn't have to operate anyway because no boats could access Lake Champlain. The lake ice was so thick that the lake became a parking lot of ice fishermen.
Traveling into Burlington when I could, you would see the breath of the fishermen in the early morning hours. I don't know how those guys could get out there, and do that. What I've been told is that it is part of their blood. I'm glad I don't have blood like that. I don't think I could get out there on the lake, and sit there drilling a hole in the ice.
I do want to travel up that way during the winter again. I am a photographer, and there are awesome opportunities for great photos. Vermont is an amazing place showcasing that postcard style fishing, village environment. Vermont is one of the most beautiful places I've lived. When I go back up that way I will make sure that I keep my hot chocolate liquified.
I will enjoy the tropical winter that South Carolina brings. I know the temps won't be as brutal. I won't have any snow, snowballs, snowmen, or sledding, but it won't be harsh. I will enjoy my liquid, hot chocolate. I guess my hot chocolate won't be a block.
| Why does my mind wander in so many directions without settling on one topic, one idea, or one thing at a
time? I seem to be engaged in so many things at once. I'm reading many books, articles, blogs, and stories, and yet I'm not accomplishing much. Is this some sort of attention deficit disorder? I've never been diagnosed with any such issues.
Getting older seems to have burdened me with the urgency to read everything in sight. I don't know if I feel as though I'm missing out on very important resources. I'm not sure if time will slip by without me learning as much as I can. I write daily goals hoping to accomplish whatever is on the list. I get annoyed
when some of the goals don't get checked off.
I try to prioritize the most important ones. Some get accomplished but there seems to always be a few goals left on the paper. I feel as though I've wasted my day. My schedule is just as busy as someone elses but there doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day. I just want to finish what I write down.
I know I could make a shorter list. I've realized that this will curb those disappointments in non-accomplishments, Life will be much easier if I can take my goals one item at a time. I need to stop throwing everything into the pile all at once. Maybe at the end of the day I will be able to throw my goals list away with all of the goals crossed off.
While I'm writing this piece my mind is running in different directions. I need to have a big net so that I can catch my mind. Does anyone have this issue? I hope I'm not alone. I have a feeling that some people may respond in light humor, and say yes. I don't have a problem with that.
Hey, I took the time to settle on one item as I wrote this piece. Writing puts my mind on one topic, the topic at hand. I love writing because it keeps my mind focused on the subject at hand. I may have attention deficit disorder but I don't think it invades my writing. Writing is a goal I can definitely accomplish.
Be still my wandering mind. I want to accomplish one goal at a time. Let me check my list and cross off the first item. Checking goals off the list is a wonderful accomplishment. Time to go to the next goal.
| I hate math. Whoever created math needs to be the recipient of an incurable foot fungus. I know math
is used everyday when we buy things, make recipes, and write our blogs. People may not realize that we have
math in our blogs but we calculate word counts, sentence length, and paragraph length. I don't like to think of
math when I do anything especially writing.
I just like to write without math impeding my passion. I don't mind telling math to take a vacation and
leave my writing alone. I wish I could've told math to have taken a vacation when I was in school. I'm surprised I
passed my math classes, just barely, but I passed. I was under the impression that teachers, the
educational system, and my parents had a vendetta against me.
My parents were relentless in keeping on top of my math. I never threw temper tantrums, never cursed,
or yelled. I would put my math off to the very end of my homework list. I even tried to say the dog ate my math
homework. I don't think my parents believed me.
My parents always found my math homework. I didn't like them very much because I thought they were
trying to torture me. I think you may agree since no one should be tortured. We may be able to use math as a
torture element instead of waterboarding. We may be able to win these wars much faster.
Using math as a torture element to win wars is a topic for another time. Math caused me grief that now
as I've gotten older all the gray hair I have now was growing back then. I was younger so it wasn't showing as
much as it is now. I believe I have gray hair because of math. Math was not my friend in school.
I didn't make math my priority since there were other subjects I enjoyed more. I have gotten better at
math over the years seeing that it has a purpose. Keeping those teachers busy teaching math is the purpose
that keeps math in our lives. I just wish it wasn't in my life. Math can take a trip to a far away place.
I wish I had taken a far away trip when it came to math. I would've loved school a lot more instead of
condemning the system. I say condemning the system now but I wouldn't have known what that meant back
then. Math makes me condemn the subject. I have one final thing to say: I hate math.
| I'm very behind when it comes to being the possessor of the most recent electronic gadget. All the
gadgets that I own are obsolete at least one year after they come out. It's not because I own them as soon as
they come out it's because I own them a year after they have come out. The major issue hindering me from
making that purchase is the price. I know the manufacturer amps up the price for their products because they
know people will buy it as soon as it comes out. I don't have any problem with a company making a profit
since that is the freedom of capitalism. If a company didn't make a profit there would be no company.
My family has various gadgets such as an Ipad, laptop, mp3 player, video game consoles, and a large,
flat, screen TV. If anyone is interested in ripping me off it won't be worth your effort. Most people I know are
those who camp out the night before in front of the store to grab the newest item. I am not of this group since I
know the item will do the same thing a year from now. I will learn the newest feature that makes these gadgets
all the rave just a year later.
I'm not gadget illiterate and can keep up with the jargon. I've been tech savvy for a while since the paper
age was replaced by the tech age. I like reading about new innovations and finding out what is coming on the
market. It's fun to see what new features enhance the electronic gadgets of today. My life has been made
easier with these products.
I imagine others probably feel the same way. My laptop has been a favorite item especially when it
comes to writing. I enjoy taking my laptop wherever I go and writing about all that inspires me. The computer
is the only item that doesn't enslave me. I'm able to get more writing done which is the ultimate goal of any
I was wondering what others thought about their computer? I don't need any other gadgets. My laptop
does quite a bit for me. I enjoy being able to put my words onto a screen rather than paper. There are times
where I do carry a notebook with me when I don't have my computer.
If I don't ever get the chance in my lifetime to own the newest gadget that would be fine. I will have
saved a lot of money. I won't have to learn the newest app or the newest function. Someone else can support
the innovator's motivation for capitalism. I'm happy I won't be a gadget slave.
| Punks and cowards are the malignancy of society. I bestow these titles on the three black
teenagers who committed a heinous bus beating. Their vicious assault was unconscionable and criminal.
I believe these monsters have a violent mentality that clouds their judgment. Their ignorance of moral
character is their destruction.
The destruction of morality has been the downfall of society. Many families have slipped into a
debase style of living. The ineptitude of societal families has paved the way for moral degradation. The
degradation of the male counterpart as a strong role model is nonexistent. I guarantee these three
individuals come from broken homes.
I don't believe in pandering to the mindset that violent behavior stems from broken homes. I do
believe everyone makes choices that determine their moral obligations. Since these three individuals
made their choice to ignore all morals they need to spend time in jail. I'm not sure if jail would open their
eyes. Their concept of moral decency is vacant in their finite brains.
Moral decency starts at home. We need to instill in our future generations the foundation of
morality. Building upon this foundation will construct a path of morals. Keeping this concept in the
forefront of our critical thinking will turn the malignancy benign. Maybe these punks and cowards will see
the positive values of a strong, moral character.
| Immature comments, misinformed statements, different ideology, and unintelligent responses comprise
the political debates that flow through social networking forums. I'm a member of a photography forum that has
a discussion area for political thought. One thing I find discouraging is that a lot of the members can't seem to
have balanced, peaceful conversations. The responses are laced with such childish rants and demeaning
diatribes. I know politics is very emotional and personal but individuals should be able to respect each others
beliefs. I'm not one who gets my boxers in a wad because I'm very calm, cool, and collected when I engage in
these forums. Due to my demeanor and personality I've never been the recipient of such verbal assaults.
I do find the responses from forum members to be comical because there should be an element of
maturity which is lacking. The maturity level of the members is comparable to what you would see in
elementary school. The one difference is that most elementary school friends make up and resume where they
left off. Unfortunately the forum members take it to a level that borders on verbal hatred and being abusive.
How do people's maturity reach such levels?
I appreciate the spirited debates that arise through meaningful conversations. In the case of
conversations that arise through the forum there is no fulfilling verbiage. The members can't get past the point
of differing viewpoints. Differing viewpoints are wonderful creating the diversity that makes up the mindset of
each individual. Most people know that different opinions are the fabric that keeps life interesting.
I will continue to participate in forums that raise the ire of ignorant individuals. There's nothing I can
change about how someone responds although that isn't entirely true. There is a verse in the Bible - Proverbs
15:1 - that says a soft answer turneth away wrath. I'm a calm, cool and collected person but not everyone in
this world has the same demeanor as me. I've been able to utilize this verse a few times which has been able
to turn a negative situation into a positive situation.
I will never understand the mentality of individuals who are prone to make comments that are immature,
misinformed and unintelligent. I wish adults had the mentality to converse in a manner that was respectful
towards each other. We live in a world where negativity seems to take the place of common sense some
times. Responding in a kind, gentle manner would be much more positive in understanding each others
ideology. Converse softly.
| How come relationships start out in bliss but fall apart over time? When we start dating our steps are light, our heart is jumping and the other one is in our thoughts. Why then as time goes on does a lot of this fade? I've been married for fifteen years and the bliss has faded. I want that great relationship back where we were excited and full of life.
I know marriage is a two way street where both parties should be involved. I find this not to be the case a lot. I've talked to a few friends who are facing the same situation. I feel as though marriage has a tendency of being a psychological game. There seems to be an air of competitiveness in the relationship.
The other spouse has to be in charge, be better than the other, undermine abilities and decisions. I don't understand where this attitude comes from. I know I haven't been a perfect symbol of relational cohesion. I do try and I'm working at it to bring the situation back to an even balance. I can't stand that the relationship has cracked.
I want a peaceful, loving household that exudes excitement. I don't want to look back twenty years from now still contemplating the same question. I'm urging myself to find ways to bring back the bliss. I want that balance so that the marriage doesn't tilt anymore. I don't want the marriage to fade into a dusty existence.
I will fight to maintain the effort that burns in me. I'm determined to bring back the bliss.
| I'm frustrated by the reality of where my life has come to. I haven't reached a lot of my goals for
various reasons. This hiccup has given me a mindset that my life hasn't been very rewarding or fulfilling. I
feel like a little particle in this enormous world that has nothing interesting to say. My mind is always
working trying to create ideas but they always fail. There's always some barrier that rears it's ugly head
pushing me back, way back.
I'm a college graduate, family man and employed yet I don't consider this as a ticket of success. I
own a photo business looking to turn a profit so I can say goodbye to the two jobs that currently take up a
lot of my time. The sad fact is that limited monetary resources are tripping me up. I don't have any extra
money to invest; therefore, all my goals are floundering. I want to accomplish so much but I can't seem to
reach that point.
I wish I could snap my fingers and all my goals would be accomplished. I feel that my life has been
dealt the bad deck of cards. I'm not beaten down yet since my willpower is telling me to push on. I'm not
going to let my current situation stifle my motivation. I will prove to myself that I have what it takes.
Starting fresh with a new perspective is the charge I need to accomplish my goals. Hey, look at
that. I can check off goal number one: get motivated.
|Here is an animation that I created on Go animate:
I hope you enjoy it. If you are unable to link to it just copy and paste it into the address bar. If that doesn't
work then go to youtube and find my videos under my name Jeff Bjune. Thank you.
| There's so much beautiful nature around us. I'm looking out the window and dark, crimson blooms are
waking up. Every petal is perfectly formed with no wounds from bugs. The veins course through each petal
creating a path that pulses life. Nature is magnificent with a design that my finite mentality can't comprehend.
The beautiful colors: green, red, white, blue, yellow, and orange blend together forming a beautiful
symphony. Nature has such a poetic flow with it's lines, curves, and angles. All of it connects to an intelligent
thought process. The intelligent design of nature is beyond my comprehension. We live in a wonderful world
where there is so much to discover.
This wonderful world brings us some solitude. I'm glad that I can reserve my simple intelligence just to view
what nature holds.
| Screaming voices, messy faces, colorful, art projects and snacks are some of the elements of an
active daycare. I'm not a daily participant in this atmosphere but my wife who is a teacher is deep in it. I
bow down to these hearty souls who can dive into this chaotic world. I have a little bit of chaos with my
own two but when there are twenty-five or more the needle hits the red zone. I would be snapping
a vein in order to insert a morphine drip if I were involved in this environment.
I know it's not that bad. I don't think I have the stamina to do that profession. I say all the more
power to those that can do it. My wife has the stamina of a bull and can power through it. I on the other
hand will watch from a distance applauding their efforts.
I don't envy what they do. I'm glad they have what it takes to mentor these children. I would
say that people like my wife are building paths for these young minds. These young minds are our
leaders of tomorrow. Praise those who let little voices scream, have messy faces, do colorful, art
projects and eat snacks.
| Justin Bieber, Kim Kardashian, Kanye, Lady Gaga are names that grace the headlines. Why are
celebrities or the "it crowd" fodder for news? I'm not interested in where they went shopping or what fight they
were involved in. I'm interested in the path that I go down. I'm interested in decisions that fulfill my valuable
Wasting my time reading about celebrities isn't on my daily checklist. I don't know why people are
fascinated with these celebrities. They don't make my day any better or set my day in motion. One thing I'm
certain about is they aren't googling me. I'm glad I have various interests such as writing, photography and
family to occupy my time.
I won't ever let these celebrities impede my interests or the more important items in my life. The other
ninety-nine percent can crave the Bieber, Kanye, Kardashian and LG hoping for more fodder.
| Tension, annoyance and irritability seem to make up the demeanor of a lot of individuals. I find people
can't take things in stride without jumping to conclusions. People have an urge to bannerize a state of
aggression. Why can't people relax, think before they react and promote a positive perspective? Keeping
this question in mind there would be harmony in this rotten world.
I know there wouldn't be perfect harmony since that produces a Utopia. This day and age a Utopian
society isn't a reality. I can bring a positive perspective to each day which might change people's attitudes. I
know that plan won't be easy since you can't force people to change. I can only do what I choose to do.
I urge my fellow humans to stop, take a moment and do some introspection. Don't let negative
elements invade your daily outlook. Bundle all the tension, annoyances, and irritability and throw them to the
wind. Let's bannerize a positive harmony.
| Marriage seems to be a four letter word in today's society. The statistic of this sacred institution needs a makeover which is an uphill battle. The unfortunate reality is that the divorce rate is higher than the marriage proposal. I have been married for fifteen years which has had it's share of rough patches but every situation has been resolved calmly and positively.
The cohesiveness of the marriage institution is fractured. I hear about marriages that end in divorce, separations, living with someone else, remarried, blended families, and irreconcilable differences every day. There is no quick fix since the situation didn't get this way overnight. The road to repairing this fracture is going to be a long one and both parties need to be in agreement.
Marriage isn't for everyone but for those that take that step it's a vow that shouldn't be broken. Repair the fracture by building a marriage that is cohesive and full of love.
| I wonder how many people ask this question throughout their lifetime? The word why encompasses an infinite list that infiltrates the human mind. My mind has been held hostage by this word sometimes providing
answers but has denied me also.
There has to be an explanation as to why this word takes precedence in my simple life. I have entered a moment in my life where I have been asking why about everything. I'm not sure if my life is trying to contemplate my path that I have taken. Maybe it's trying to tell me to look deeper and consider what the future holds. Could it be the future will have the answer to why?
| In my lifetime I've been the recipient of verbal, physical, and mental assaults. I'm now middle aged yet still I'm a recipient of people's ignorance. Throughout my years in all levels of education I was pushed around, made fun of, and ignored. I've never spoken ill of anyone, tried to be kind to others and let humility show forth. I believe my characteristics and demeanor have given people the opportunity to take advantage.
I'm not physically or mentally handicapped yet people throw ignorant comments in my direction. I guess ignorance will be the makeup of certain individuals and I should let my confidence shine through.
I've concluded that to ignore the ignorance will make my life more fulfilling.