Losing Sight of the Fact that We are People

When you read a post on a blog, an article in the news, a book, a tweet, or look at the cover of a glamour magazine, browse Instagram, Facebook, watch a video, TV or a film, do you see people? When you look in the mirror, or at a photo of yourself, do you see... Continue Reading →

Answering Questions About People

I've done a post on - Answering Questions About Narcissists - and one on - Answering Questions About Capricorn - so I thought I'd do one on something which both of those have in common - they're people. Now I know there are those who would prefer to think of Narcissists and Capricorns as not... Continue Reading →

Maybe you’re right…

. “Not one of your pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stranded, stuck fast, untimely wounded, or otherwise deflected from its life's quest of delivering a tiny charge of genetic material to the right partner at the right moment in order to perpetuate the only possible sequence of hereditary combinations that could result --... Continue Reading →

The Element of Heat

That was cold! Was it? Well, it certainly felt that way. But you knew it was coming, so you were prepared for the gust of icy dismissal. Still, though, you're never really ready to feel it even when you know it's about to hit. . . “All morning I struggled with the sensation of stray... Continue Reading →

The Lash of Truth May Draw Blood

. "To free the soul from the chains of illusion in order that the lash of truth may draw blood at a greater number of points." − definition of Disenchantment by Ambrose Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary . There are certain questions which have two answers. One such question is - Do you hold grudges... Continue Reading →

A Secret Silent Shangri-La

The first unofficial rule of owning a Happy Place is - Don't tell anyone else about it. Let them reap the benefits of what your happy place does for you, share your happy with them, but don't share your happy place with them. It doesn't matter how trustworthy they are, how respectful, thoughtful... and if... Continue Reading →

The Private Pilot of this Ship

The private pilot of this ship. I have no idea from where the title of this post comes, nor what it means. I saw those words scribbled on a notepad beside my computer in my handwriting. They obviously meant something to the me who wrote them a few days ago. I know it was a... Continue Reading →

What is Beauty? What is Ugly?

What is beauty? They (you know, those they that say things) say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder... ... and when they say that we all tend to nod as though we know exactly what they mean, but what do they mean exactly? If I see something beautiful, is it really beautiful... Continue Reading →

The Ever-Changing Stillness of Moving

Hiding behind this blog, there is a person, a human being (who used to wonder if they were an alien), a people just like you (okay, not exactly like you... you can stop panicking). The words you see in this post, come from the fingers of this person tapping out their thoughts and feelings onto... Continue Reading →

When the soul lies down in that grass…

Have you ever had one on those moments when... everything was just right... not right as in free from wrong... not right as in perfect, because perfection is... not right, or free, it's stressful, at least the human version of it is... isn't... because it requires too much thought of the intellectual kind which is... Continue Reading →

Where Am I…?

Where am I...? Is a question which I have often asked myself first thing upon waking... partly because I have moved around quite a bit in life and it takes time to adjust, and partly because I have traveled far and wide in my dreams and it can be confusing when on the threshold between... Continue Reading →

How do you manage to write and find inspiration everyday?

Grazie mille e mille grazie to Seashell, for taking part in my challenge and challenging me, for being so gracious, as always, and for being a deep sea diver in life, and asking questions like this one: . Dear Ursula, here is my question: how do you manage to write and find inspiration everyday? have... Continue Reading →

Thoughts on Being a Hermit…

Greeting and glad tidings to Jen, and a cornucopia of thank yous for taking the plunge into my challenge (go here if you want to know more about the challenge), for joining in the fun, and for asking this question: . "You’ve said somewhere recently that you’re a hermit. I’m curious if you feel that... Continue Reading →

What is my Karma… She Asked

. “Even chance meetings are the result of karma… Things in life are fated by our previous lives. That even in the smallest events there’s no such thing as coincidence.” ― Haruki Murakami . Is it merely a matter of chance, of coincidence, that on the day that I decide to tackle the last question... Continue Reading →

How Does the Whole Fulfill through Me… She Asked

. "And when, as is often the case, the misty discussion of 'Rosicrucians' and their history becomes involved with the masonic myths, the enquirer feels that he is sinking helplessly into a bottomless bog.” ― Frances A. Yates . How Does the Whole Fulfill through Me? This is the flip side of yesterday’s question -... Continue Reading →

How Can I Be Transformed… She Asked

. “I am going to seek a great perhaps; draw the curtain, the farce is played out.” ― François Rabelais . How can I be transformed... Say what!?! Just when I thought it was alright to be as is... you pull me back in and want me to change, transform... like a transformer? Am I... Continue Reading →

How Do I Express My Uniqueness… She Asked

. “Yesterday's weirdness is tomorrow's reason why.” ― Hunter S. Thompson . How do you express your uniqueness? Don't you first have to figure out what it is? What is that something which makes you... you... unique... you-nique. We may all be born that way, unique, special snowflakes or whatever, but life and other people... Continue Reading →

What is my Inner Center… She Asked

. “At the center of your being you have the answer; you know who you are and you know what you want.” ― Lao Tzu . How do you find your inner center? Can it be found by you or does it find you? Is it something or somewhere? Is it a part of a... Continue Reading →

What is Mine… She Asked

. “There's never a man looked me between the eyes and seen a good day a'terward" - Long John Silver” ― Robert Louis Stevenson . What do you value? What's the treasure of your heart's desire? Is it something that belongs to you or is it something which belongs to someone else which you would... Continue Reading →

Who am I… she asked

. “I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn't make for an interesting person. I didn't want to be interesting, it was too hard. What... Continue Reading →

Whatever it is, I’m against it

. “Whatever it is, I'm against it.” ― Groucho Marx . At the local Truth or Dare club, which meets every Monday, except when it's another day of the week, there's always one smarty pants, usually a newbie, who decides to tell the truth rather than take on a dare. Admittedly some of the dares... Continue Reading →

Getting to know nothing about you…

photo by Dierk Schaefer . “I am hungry, feed me; I am bored, amuse me.” ― Alexandre Dumas . Tell us something most people probably don’t know about you... This is the sort of question which people sometimes ask of others... Why? Why are they asking? What motivates them to ask this of you? Is... Continue Reading →

Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Beautiful

. If you're my age or thereabouts... - which in trending terms would be the sort of person who wears flats to The Cannes Film Festival (I have no idea what the real story behind the snowballing media 'real story' version is, it's hard to believe anything these days, but this has stirred up so... Continue Reading →

The person exhibiting this behavior is called a menefreghista

. I am, at times, beset by a state of being, with accompanying behaviour, which is best described by an Italian word - Menefreghismo. When under the influence of such a state of being, which could be blamed on genetics, family, nurturing, and other human conceptual whatnot, I am a - Menefreghista. What is a... Continue Reading →

Welcome to the Anti-Social Social

. Have you ever wondered if you're cursed and/or blessed with a paradox? Do you have an ability which may be natural but seems to go against your nature? Are you good at something which perhaps you wish you were not good at? . “Life always gives us exactly the teacher we need at every... Continue Reading →

The Spikes and Booms of Life (and blogging)

Everything we do in life reflects us back at ourselves, not unlike a mirror only there's more to it, which is sometimes hard to see and easy to miss. . . For instance, just now... I had the urge to write a post. Writing posts is something which I do for myself. It's a selfish... Continue Reading →

The Wisdom of Crocodiles

“It Is The Wisdom Of Crocodiles, That Shed Tears When They Would Devour” ― Francis Bacon . . Which subject in school did you find impossible to master? . To be as honest as a human being is ever going to be, and probably not even that, considering... . no idea if that actually means... Continue Reading →

What’s Your Anger Quotient?

. Is anger your ally or your enemy? Is it your little friend or foe? What makes you angry? . . How do you deal with your anger? Are you in control of it or does it control you? Are these questions making you angry? Why am I asking? Well... It started last night, but... Continue Reading →

Is That Embarrassing or Embracing?

I have spent countless (oops... that was almost a socially unacceptable typo - you figure it out) hours beating myself up for cringing sins, social faux-pas whiplash. You'd think a mortal would be more practical with their time, but this mortal is human, and humans only pretend to be practical with their time and everything... Continue Reading →

Everything Collapses

. “In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.” ― Isaac Marion, Warm Bodies . Have you ever spied on the lone figure of a person. Not because you were a creepy... Continue Reading →

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