I don’t blog anymore.
Maybe I ran out of things to say? Of course, this line will seem HILARIOUS to anyone who really knows me…
I don’t often run out of things to say. I can talk up a blue streak!
Personally I just got lazy and a little depressed. I wouldn’t call myself a great writer and there are so many others that I’ve gotten to know online that do this so much better than I. It’s so much easier to let them talk for me…
I also have a difficult time expressing myself when I’m going through a rough time.
Writing for me is a way to put my life in order…to stay positive…to tell myself everything is OKIE DOKIE! Write the issue down, figure it out, put in a box, and wrap in pretty paper…done is good!
When I struggle for a period of time it becomes harder to be philosophical…
I love being philosophical! But being philosophical takes a bit of perspective...that I didn’t have…
In some ways I still don’t.
I also wonder…
Who the hell cares?
I’m sure that’s where the depression comes in.
I have WONDERFUL caring friends…online and off…who have always been there for me and will always be there. I know they would PROTEST!
Ironically, I love when others share their struggles with me. Some of my favorites are at their best when they are wrestling with their issues. Their lives might be a mess but they can be downright lyrical as they choose the words that express their frustration, bitterness, confusion, sorrow…
Then there’s the whole “stay positive” thing…
I hate it when I'm a downer!
I honestly believe that you are as happy as you make your mind up to be and that your greatest challenges teach you to become the person you are meant to be.
I believe in the silver lining.
But I can’t rush my own evolution…
It is what it is until it’s different or until I see it different.
And God/Buddha/Allah/The Universe bless “positive affirmations” but to me they sometimes feel like the finish line of a marathon when I’m only a couple of miles in! Sure it will be great to finish but Jesus Christ I’ve got a LOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGG way to go til then and my feel hurt already!
Right now positive affirmations just seem like so much bullshit…
But that’s just me.
If they work for you they work for you. Who cares what I think.
But I’m thinking maybe…just maybe…
I might need to write again because I care what I think…
Or at least I’m starting to again.
About Me
- Queen Dean
- I'm a goofball and a paradox. I'm a people pleaser and approval addict so I'll like whatever you like...unless I don't.
I care what you thing Dean! Always have!!! I write because it makes me feel a release AND because I care about what I think. Everyone cares about what they think but some just don't have the you know what's to admit it. It's not shallow at all. And releasing your stress, emotions and thoughts in this way is mahvelous dahling! You go!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Hooker! Me love you long time!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you're over here. I hope you write prolific amounts and we both get into the blog groove again.
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HeeHee '...unless I dont'. Extremely well put, dear. But, alas, O, poor, poor Yorick! This earth, this finite existence aint worthy of US, girly. Lemme tella youse bout her...
ReplyDeleteDunno if you RITE, yet, lemme fill-you-up withe efficacious epiphany, the avant-gardeness and necessary wisdom to achieve Seventh-Heaven, dear, if ya desire Seventh-Heaven...
If 'freedom lies in being bold' (Robert Frost), doesn't pushing-the-envelope also result in the Elysian Fields of Utopia? If I'm the sower, we plant the Seed; if I'm an artist, we RITE the symphonies heard Upstairs ☆IF☆ we accept His lead withe orchestra...
Wanna find-out the fax, Jak, in a wurld fulla the 'power of cowards'? Wanna wiseabove to help a 'Plethora Of Wurdz' [POW!] which are look'n for a new home in thy novelty?? Yay!
Q: But [gulp] can anyone tell me the difference between K2/IQ? A: Nthn. In Heaven, we gitt'm both for eternity HA! Need a few more thots, ideers, wild wurdz (whoa, Nelly! easy, girl!) or ironclad iconoclasms?
VERBUM SAT SAPIENTI (Latin: words to [the] wise): As an ex-writer of the sassy, savvy, schizophenia we all go thro in this lifelong demise, I just wanna help U.S. git past the ping-pong-politixx, the whorizontal more!ass! we're in and wiseabove to 'in fin sine fin' (Latin: in [the] End without End -Saint Augustine).
"This finite existence is only a test, son," God Almighty told me in my coma. "Far beyond thy earthly tempest is where you'll find tangible, corpulent eloquence". Lemme tella youse without d'New Joisey accent...
I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET!! any moe curly, party-hardy-endorphins, low-hanging-fruit of the Celestial Paradise, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs (awww! baby kitties, too!!) when my o-so-beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girly passed-away due to those wry, sardonic satires...
"Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness as bright as stars for all eternity" -Daniel 12:3, NJB
Here's also what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you' -the Infant Jesus of Prague.
Go gitt'm, girly. You're incredible. You're indelible. Cya Upstairs. I won't be joining'm in the nasty Abyss where Isis prowls
thesuperseedoftime.blogspot.com
infowars.com
JohnLeary.com
-YOUTHwitheTRUTH
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PS Need summore unique, uncivilized, useless names?? Lemme gonna gitcha started, brudda:
Oak Woods, Franky Sparks, Athena Noble, Autumn Rose, Faith Bishop, Dolly Martin, Willow Rhodes, Cocoa Major, Roman Stone, Bullwark Burnhart, Magnus Wilde, Kardiak Arrest, Will Wright, Goldy Silvers, Penelope Summers, Sophie Sharp, Violet Snow, Lizzy Roach, BoxxaRoxx, Aunty Dotey, Romero Stark, Zacharia Neptoon, Mercurio Morrissey, Fritz & Felix Franz, Victor Payne, Isabella Silverstein, Mercedes Kennedy, Redd Rust, Phoenix Martini, Ivy Squire, Sauer Wolfe, Yankee Cooky, blessed b9... (or mixNmatch)
God blessa youse
(trustNjesus)
-Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL
☆refuse2Bindifferent☆
HeeHee '...unless I dont'. Extremely well put, dear. But, alas, O, poor, poor Yorick! This earth, this finite existence aint worthy of US, girly. Lemme tella youse bout her...
ReplyDeleteDunno if you RITE, yet, lemme fill-you-up withe efficacious epiphany, the avant-gardeness and necessary wisdom to achieve Seventh-Heaven, dear, if ya desire Seventh-Heaven...
If 'freedom lies in being bold' (Robert Frost), doesn't pushing-the-envelope also result in the Elysian Fields of Utopia? If I'm the sower, we plant the Seed; if I'm an artist, we RITE the symphonies heard Upstairs ☆IF☆ we accept His lead withe orchestra...
Wanna find-out the fax, Jak, in a wurld fulla the 'power of cowards'? Wanna wiseabove to help a 'Plethora Of Wurdz' [POW!] which are look'n for a new home in thy novelty?? Yay!
Q: But [gulp] can anyone tell me the difference between K2/IQ? A: Nthn. In Heaven, we gitt'm both for eternity HA! Need a few more thots, ideers, wild wurdz (whoa, Nelly! easy, girl!) or ironclad iconoclasms?
VERBUM SAT SAPIENTI (Latin: words to [the] wise): As an ex-writer of the sassy, savvy, schizophenia we all go thro in this lifelong demise, I just wanna help U.S. git past the ping-pong-politixx, the whorizontal more!ass! we're in and wiseabove to 'in fin sine fin' (Latin: in [the] End without End -Saint Augustine).
"This finite existence is only a test, son," God Almighty told me in my coma. "Far beyond thy earthly tempest is where you'll find tangible, corpulent eloquence". Lemme tella youse without d'New Joisey accent...
I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET!! any moe curly, party-hardy-endorphins, low-hanging-fruit of the Celestial Paradise, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs (awww! baby kitties, too!!) when my o-so-beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girly passed-away due to those wry, sardonic satires...
"Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness as bright as stars for all eternity" -Daniel 12:3, NJB
Here's also what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you' -the Infant Jesus of Prague.
Go gitt'm, girly. You're incredible. You're indelible. Cya Upstairs. I won't be joining'm in the nasty Abyss where Isis prowls
thesuperseedoftime.blogspot.com
infowars.com
JohnLeary.com
-YOUTHwitheTRUTH
-------------------------------
PS Need summore unique, uncivilized, useless names?? Lemme gonna gitcha started, brudda:
Oak Woods, Franky Sparks, Athena Noble, Autumn Rose, Faith Bishop, Dolly Martin, Willow Rhodes, Cocoa Major, Roman Stone, Bullwark Burnhart, Magnus Wilde, Kardiak Arrest, Will Wright, Goldy Silvers, Penelope Summers, Sophie Sharp, Violet Snow, Lizzy Roach, BoxxaRoxx, Aunty Dotey, Romero Stark, Zacharia Neptoon, Mercurio Morrissey, Fritz & Felix Franz, Victor Payne, Isabella Silverstein, Mercedes Kennedy, Redd Rust, Phoenix Martini, Ivy Squire, Sauer Wolfe, Yankee Cooky, blessed b9... (or mixNmatch)
God blessa youse
(trustNjesus)
-Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL
☆refuse2Bindifferent☆