The world of Internet and art
Isn't it strange to wake with nothing to do because life online has been my first action for the past 10 years. This day my awaking self has no where to go in the universe of the e-world. Who knows what is going on or who is wanting me to respond to there messages to me. I am lost without my Internet but each day it rains I loose all hope of my alter ego.
Anything that becomes this much a part of a person's life is something that needs not that much priority in a life. First things first and GOD in CHRIST in me comes first than vitamins and then the dog and we move on from there in a retirement environment. I start each day with the Internet and after getting ready for outdoors I spend a couple hours at the coffee shop and then my life is wide open. Some days I wash cloths some days I answer my P.O. Box and some days I just go home and fight sleep or just give in and sleep like a log.
My father is the master of retirement and he wakes to a great breakfast unless he is going driving rental cars around in which he skips breakfast. If he isn't going to drive he has so many things to do around his house that he is so busy he hasn't the time to spend thinking about how empty his life could be. He has a wife so his life isn't empty at all it is full of love and he raised three boys that all call him to either say hi or asking him for something. It is a great full life he has been given by GOD and a wife that loves him dearly and lives a full life her self. I am so proud of them and it is I that deal with all the guilt of a life time of drug abuse and wonder why I am accident prone.
Drug free except for my legal life of pain relief and muscle spasms. So my world has tapered off to one of caring for my fellow man and the need to please or help the world the best way I can. I must write a novel every week and I have so much hand written text to type and put into my filing cabinet for the next generation to have a look at. My words are no different than King Solomon's words or your next door neighbor. There is just my opinion of how to live life without feeling empty inside.
The writings of a life piled into my file cabinet that someone might just want to take a look at one day. Maybe when my life has been ended and I have given up the ghost someone will open my filing cabinet or looking into my computer's documents to read a life of writing. All I have learned in a world of crazy changes. The times they are a changing. Dylan sang this song and I have to say the times certainly are.
Just know this and it may not have a thing to do with any of the rest of the blog but who really cares. If you have reached this far you are out of your mind anyway for my ramblings usually end stupid anyway. When my dad was a kid there wasn't one piece of crack around and in my dads dad they really had retirement and in my dads day they had loyalty, and they trust and also they had lots of bigots and wife beaters and sick people running around.
Now we have no loyalty, no retirement, no one gives a crap about any one of us accept our GOD and my friends some of us are lucky enough to have parents that love or loved us and they could be trusted just like your family members but no longer is this the case. Just look at a family that has a rich relative... When that person with the money dies the family goes berserk trying to get their share... I have given more shares away because I care and hate the world to do with out. Yes they say it is a weakness and that I will never have anything and they are right I don't want anything I am where I am because I want to be here and if you are smart you will do the same. Give till it hurts, don't let people talk you out of doing good things, don't listen to your friends when they want to do something shitty to others, be good to one another and try your best to be your best and that is all the world needs. It doesn't need anything else.
Peace Out

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