Prayers are meditation. Mantra channeled to a personal God and into the individual—then shared to/with the rest. Prayers are quiet “chant” for the spirit, a motivation to get up and fix ills than it is an inspiration that, most of often, wallow in self-cuddling inertia. I worked with the religious who pro-actively aid/ed the needy in wars and disasters while they pray on downtime. We all confront personal mental crisis so we pray for strength—but we should also get up and rock `n roll the funk.✝️☯️☮️
Gift. Primal, prehistoric reflex. Before Lowe’s sold electric fireplaces, the warmth of a bonfire was a gift to weary winter travelers. Before Christmas wrappers were sold at Dollar Tree, special flowers adorned a basket of presents between tribes to symbolize peace. Gift is within, not without. Not consumer product because hearts don’t get traded. Love isn’t for sale. Gift is as is, not a word co-opted for coolness quotient; not a fodder for political caterwaul. Gift. 🌬💰🎁
On the comfy couch with the gadget, we rain the grieving world out there with emphatic drama. So we get depressed some more. On these pandemic times, our couch life prolongs—so the drama heightens. Towards dogs and cats. Many pet videos do drive me to laughter but now I see loads of heart-wrenching, chest-heavy memes and videos about pets. Look, if I own a ranch, I’d adapt 501 of them, okay? Quit the Oscar award tearfall! We love Arrow, Riley, and Cyd! Just love yours. 🐈😭🐕
A recent Citizen Times reported, based on a study, that Asheville is the “worst city” per standard of living in all of North Carolina. Years ago, my home city was adored as “best…” in multiple categories. Anyhow, before I left for the West Coast in 2007, I read a thick manuscript that detailed a plan for the city’s future. Sort of mark-up for Shangrila of sorts. I shrugged it off. I came back in 2009, and still here, in Candler. But I never had the zeal or interest in hangin’ out in town anymore.☮️☯️☮️
Memes. Uncool memes overpower cool memes. Of course, cool/uncool is a personal take. Most don’t really mind the meme as long as it’s “fun.” When we were in grade school, whatever “fun” we did was cool because our friends were laughing approvingly. Until mom or teacher told us, “Quit it!” We are now middle-aged or grandparents. But I notice AARP personages are back to tossing grade-school level fun or memes. Who are going to stop us? None. That’d be censorship. 🧐😂😟
Most of the prose that I share late at night were written years ago. Life changes and evolves so fast that we may not feel/think the way we did 5 or 15 years ago, right now. But it is still imperative to reread or revisit how we viewed the world then as we reflect our present life moving forward. Past and present are still us, the individual truth. We just adapt with a fast-changing universe. The only way to survive and keep existing. 📺⏰💻
Anti-racism is advocated—with fantastic zeal and super empathy—mostly by those who least experience them. That’s cool. But I get overwhelmed, then annoyed, by the drama. Racism is complex as discourse yet “easy to spot.” It is as straight-through as this person of different human design judging another dumb, idiot, or less educated just because they are of different human make. I get such brand of high-end ignorance from both Left and Right, all colors. 👲👩🦳👳♀️
“Komiks” are mass-produced reading fare in the Philippines. Serialized graphic novels, mostly. A favorite was “The Green Planet” by Jim Fernandez, circa 1970s. A "futuristic" feature about a divided world. Those who stuck to traditional ways of life, the poor, stayed out with nature. Those who pursued scientific living and adhered to new liberal thoughts, the rich, stayed inside a giant glass globe. Prophetic?☎️😒📲
The Japanese are a most interesting people. Friendly, hardworking, respectful. And good at sexual advice. When I was in Japan in the 1990s, I met an 80-year old fisherman in the small town of Ine. The AARP+Plus man was still very active fishing that time. Strong. I asked what’d be his secret. In broken English he revealed the power: “The Three S of Supreme Strength! Sake in the morning, sushi in the afternoon, and sex at night.” And I may rotate those, of course. Hai! 🍣🇯🇵🍣
Politics has always been my favorite query line since I was a boy. But dad or grandpa, instead of responding, told me to hush. It was natural curiosity, then it evolved into sheer thirst for knowing. So I pursued journalism that’d somehow give me professional license to ask and get responses. I am addicted to politics as a watcher/observer. Politics can be translated into comical interludes for fun, as well. Yet there’s a line between insult and criticism. Dig? 👈🙉👉
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