Not The Title Thing Again.

Good morning. How's it going?  I am doing good. Yesterday was okay. I was low on steps, cuz I didn't take Hope in the morning. The rain stopped so I took her after work. I then practiced throwing the frisbee at the park, and magically I cracked 30,000 steps. I stretched some too,  and I find value in that.

I took my Dad out to dinner at a local Italian place. The main course was nothing great, but they had a salad made of cucumbers, and watermelon, and like a vinaigrette. What a combination. It was so good. Such a simple idea, and so delicious.

I was so excited to just go to bed after my day.   Sleep obviously is an imoortant part of my day. I got some stuff to do around the house so I plan on keeping busy. It's All relative I guess. I don't stay super busy, but just plug along. My days will always have some chill time. Being active,  sleeping,  and chilling are all part of the equation. I feel like I don't let the balance get out of whack. Enough of each I'd say.

I don't program it, I just do. I don't plug numbers into a spreadsheet coming up with an optimal formula. It just kinda works out for me. I spose maybe sometimes the balance gets out of whack,  but all of a sudden a new day is here,  and I start over.

It's pretty easy being me I guess. In other news there is no news on my end. Today is a day. It will be like most days. I have to work out, and I want to play frisbee golf. There will be a meal, and sleep.

Just another easy day in this easy life. Another dumb update too.  :)

I don't think I thought of anything too crazy yesterday. I worked, did stuff. I had a day.  I wasn't mad at anything.

Do you ever see angry people,  and marvel at how horrible it must be?  They probably don't even know they are angry. They have no idea how miserable they are I bet.

Most probably assume they are normal. How can anything ever even penetrate something like that? 

They are living in misery,  and don't even know it. A contemptuous heart must be awful. The worst is people can see it in them,  but they can't. 

Anyway, I spose. I may try and run Hope. It turns out my groin is better, but not 100%.  We'll see.

Laterzzzzzz.        :)

xoxo.           :)

xxoo.        :)

Byeeeeeeeeee.         :)))

This Kid Slept.

Good morning. How's it going?  Me, I am fine. I slept for 7 hours and 40 minutes last night. Usually I assume I'll see around 6-1/2 hours so I slept. I was tired yesterday. My legs were fatigued yesterday after work. I don't know why that would be, unless limping fucks you up like that. My groin is probably almost 100% now. At my age I should probably stretch. I did grind through my workout yesterday. Me not wanting to miss it > me not wanting to do  it. MWF is the best for me, and I like to keep it at that. I even did the home part of the workout,  which to me is equally important as the other part. I feel they both work in tandem.

I did chill for a bit,  and made dinner. Stupid easy meal. Kielbasa, and those boxed scalloped potatoes. Plus I had fresh bread from the bakery. That's good eating. So simple, and so good. Perhaps not the best nutrition wise, but dinner is to be enjoyed.

Come to think of it I feel like I ate like shit yesterday. It was a strange day. I didn't drink as much water as usual. I only ate one of my sandwiches. Maybe I didn't eat as bad as I thought. I kept thinking about eating though. Like maybe I'll have a pig in a blanket. Never did. Maybe I'll have a donut. Never did. Maybe I'll try a cookie. Never did. Okay, I definitely thought about not eating good yesterday. I thought about eating shit yesterday,  even though my appetite wasn't very big. Kept thinking about eating for the heck of it. I wonder if people struggle with that. I realize I don't cuz yesterday was strange.

It is raining this morning so Hope and I won't be going before work. I probably could try running today too. Tomorrow for sure.

Yesterday was a full day. Kept going from like 4:00 AM to 5:00 PM. I had dinner,  and I think fell asleep around 7:00 PM. That's probably pretty normal for me.

A day in the life. It didn't really matter all things considered did it. I didn't do anything earth shattering. I ended the day tired, and I enjoyed a meal, and I slept. Today will be very much the same. I kinda got it good huh?  Simple pimple.

I start the day with no questions. No day dreams of what a better life would be like. This is my best life. No worries either. I was disappointed with my steps yesterday. Just under 25,000, not 30,000, but I'll get over it.

Laterzzzzzzz.          :)

xoxo.           :)

xxoo.        :)

Byeeeeeeeeee.       :)))

The Magic Scheme.

People can hide in plain sight. Okay, so I don't pay attention to the news too much. In fact if you are a news poster I probably blocked you from my view.  I just read, well skimmed an article in the NYT about the presidents taxes. They pieced together a mind numbing amount of losses from the 80s and 90s. For some reason he hides his taxes from view. 

I just figure everyone of his supporters believe he is a great businessman or whatever. I think perhaps he may be more Bernie Madoff than anything else.

How many spinsters are out there?  Every single one of your self help books are fraudulent. Anyone who says they have keys to help making you successful is blowing wind up your ass.

A key to being successful is one, not being mad. Those of you who pay attention to the news are magnificent failures to date. Our current President being one.

A lot of magic being thrown around as truth out there. Making love, my soul mate. The perfect one for me. Whatever. I get we want something magical to summarize our lives. I find the World is all about hiding. We hide all our flaws, and try to paint rosy pictures about our lives.

The key to happiness is how you feel on the inside. I know we all feel if we had a million dollars cash we'd be happy,  but money doesn't change our insides.

If you had enough money you didn't have to work, what the fuck would you do?  I have one day off/week, and I run out of things to do. Yesterday I worked a long day. My groin was sore,  and I plodded on for close to 30,000 steps. I was sore from throwing the frisbee. You know how you are so sore you just want to sleep?  I came home, and chilled for an hour, and went and bought pork chops. It was a fulfilling day, because I gave it my all I think.

I wasn't unlocking secret keys to the universe to help make me rich. I went out. I had a day, I had a meal, and I slept.

Can you imagine living a life where there are no what ifs?  Your story will be told. It's the story you were here to make. Your tax returns will not change that one bit. Your story is preordained to be told. If you have sexual fantasies that won't change it, if you have whatever. Nothing will change the story that will be told.

The secret to life is to not have stress. Most stress is probably related to future events. Bills becoming due,  deadlines, money coming in, holidays,  birthday parties,  whatever.

My future is certain. Not financially,  cuz there is no such thing. A change in tariffs is an unknown. A dow Jones value which is ridiculously high compared to earnings would be a dangerous thing.

My story will be told. I am in a good spot. You cannot  change one thing about how my future plays out.

Remember my dream where I won the race?  I was like the one sperm who beat everyone to get in the egg. I went into like a winners baby crib lifted up above others. I was alone,  but wasn't supposed to be. I had gone where no one else can go. Untouchable. I entered the garden of Eden.  Eden is surrounded by 4 great swords.  The sword you cannot beat. It is stronger than you. Also it doesn't lead the way. He who lives by the sword...

I am untouchable. The secret of my success is being assured. It is in knowing stuff. It is in having no fear of the future. It is also being content in living my simple life.

I am not who I would have been if I went the path of me. You are on the path of you. One coin in the end does not differentiate itself from another. The 6' under makes us all worth about the same. Not much.

I am content though. Secure. Assured of my ways, and my future. You know what?   I don't feel sadness ever I don't think either.

Your self help books lie. There are no secrets to the universe. There is just a turn. Away from the story you want to make,  to the story you are actually here to make.

Maybe it's scary. I definitely played the fool along the way, but you've never felt security like me. Never been so assured. I was tested. But was obedient. Fear helped. The one time I didn't have fear was outside the garbage room at Bromenn Healthcare. I just found out I was as far away as the scribes and Pharisees. A hypocrite although I suffered to get where I was. I could have been mad,  and maybe I was. I was told to go solo. I didn't rebel,  because my heart decided to just not be dumb. My heart was strengthened to not rebel.

So into the wilderness I went. Trump went on his way to lose millions and billions of dollars.  I found exactly what I wanted all along. A purpose. Security.

The answer was basically not my will. It seems like a little thing,  but if you are looking at a destiny of suffering putting your trust in someone but your wishes is terrifying. 

I'll go there once again. With help I will overcome, and be who I wanted all along I guess. The best a person can be. One with understanding who actually can put the sword to use. I'd be like Thor in a way. A useless sword until one can actually yield it.

Really though I am just happy as I am. My story will play out. That's fine, but it is easy being me now.

It seems silly churches collect money right?  It's an easy way to tell an establishment that uses false teachers. Tithing is about coins,  but the spiritual coin is not a Earthly currency. When I made 10 coins I unknowingly gave up one of my 10. 10%  that was my tithe.  It wasn't made in Early coins.

It's like on the 7th day he rested right. Well we haven't yet reached the 7th day. The law is spiritual,  and you need to be mostly spirit to see it. Even so, without understanding the sword does not help.

Anyway what was I writing about?  

Lol.    :)

Laterzzzzzzz.        :)

xoxo.           :)

xxoo.        :)

Byeeeeeeeee.      :)))

You Can Always Find Muscles You Don't Use.

Good morning. How's it going?  Me, I am fine. So on Friday I went frisbee golfing. A 52 year old guy chucking a frisbee as hard has he can for a few hours. Holy Hell was I sore. I thought the terrain messed with some groin muscles too. I practiced throwing the discs twice yesterday. At a park by my house. It turns out the groin muscles were sore from how I throw the disc. Anyway I started working my upper body about a year ago. I wanted yo use more muscles than just my legs. Turns out you can always find muscles you don't use a lot.

Yesterday was my day off. I had a few things to do, but not much. Plus the day was sandwiched with rain. I did try to blog  yesterday, but it was dumb. A deleted entry. I will probably struggle to get 300 entries in this year. How did I ever before?  Saturdays will be hard for me to blog,  cuz I work at 5:00 AM. Also I pretty much sleep as late as I can. Currently on Sunday  I go I  at 6:00 AM to work a couple hours, and then go back at 4:00 PM. At max that gives me 5 days/ week to blog,  and yesterday was dumb so I deleted. Not that it matters in anyway. It's not like I am trying to go back who I was before. I am fine as I am. I probably was back then too.  

I had a dream last night. Right before I woke up for good actually. I was having a discussion with who I believe was a mass murderer or something. In my dream state I was not as strong and confident as in my awake state. That doesn't really mean anything, but something I noticed.

Yesterday as far as days go was pretty uneventful. It wasn't my favorite day off. I guess cuz I ran out of things to do.

So anyway I hazz blog and I use it. Let people know my day to day. My day to day is pretty insignificant. We all have that in common. Just not sure if all of us know it. We have time, and it needs to be filled. I fill mine with work,  eat, and sleep. A day off like yesterday is pretty exciting all things considered,  but in the end it's hard to fill the time.

I like my simplistic weeks. Stay busy with labor, and the rest of the time is mine. This works out good for me. Now that I am awake I am excited to start my day. 

The grass always looks green in different areas. Perhaps my grass looks green to you. My house is paid for, I make good for me money in jobs I like. My grass is green, not literally. I am trying to kill my front grass to start all over. It is green though cuz of my inside. I enjoy the way I live.  Content as it were, because that is how I feel.

Even if I was poor I would still enjoy my evening meal. Even if it was just spaghetti in Prego sauce. My life is simple. Impossibly simple,  cuz I couldn't in a million years make it this way.

Everyone seeks for answers.  I found them. The secret to life as it goes. It isn't 42, it is what I have. It started with a turn, and an impossible journey. A journey through the World as It were. You learn of humans and beasts.  They aren't too different when all is said and done. Humans just dress shit up more. They use currency too which may seem developed,  but probably just made us worse for it.

It's not a beautiful World. It's a brutal World,  and a content heart does not come from this World. It's not found in the accumulation of currency either. I found contentment at the end of my struggle. My struggle was my journey in finding the truth. We can't hide in fabulousness.   Someone always knows the truth. I for one do.

Ya ain't created the best life.  It's not in your power.

Anyways I gotta take Hope. It's hard for me on the weekends. 

Laterzzzzzzzz.        :)

xoxo.            :)

xxoo.         :)

Byeeeeeee.      :)))

A Brand New Start.

Good morning. How's it going?  Me, I am fine. Yesterday was pretty good. Work was non stop. I had to stop by the grocery store for TP, and those Bob Evans mashed potatoes which are ridiculously good. Better than I can make even. Pretty sure they put crack in them. Then I had nothing really, and that's what I did. Lisa was doing some crafty shit listening to music, and I had a couple drinks relaxing listening to tunes. It was pretty relaxing.

I can be so ridiculous I crack myself up. Outside of that not much. Today we are playing frisbee golf, which I am excited about. Another busy day. Work, workout,  frisbee golf. I'll have to take Hope after this too.

Sometimes on a day like yesterday I sleep,  wake up recharged, and feel like I have a brand new start. Yesterday is over, and today is a new day to be me. I said some foolish things yesterday,  but I did say live with no regrets. That is how I feel. I have no regrets. Everyday is a brand new day for me to just be me.

I think a problem with people is you'll find they aren't content. Who do you blame for that?  Dirty dishes? Wet towels on the floor?  I bet people think they would be content if only this or that would happen. It might be money, or better tendencies from someone you live with or whatever. A content heart you cannot create. Discontentnent comes from within you. It's not another person's fault. Save the arguments. Your less than fulfilled self has only to do with something in your internals.

Your internals you do not control. I can't even imagine how most of you think. Too far removed. I know blame probably gets falsely put in wrong areas.

The best life you cannot create, cuz the best you you cannot make. The happiest you, can only come from something out of your power.

Being a part of this World won't help you, and you are powerless to not be. The World does not lead to contentment. Your insides cannot take you there either. We'd need a whole new you.

How do you suppose we do that? 

If only someone would have blogged about such stuff. The fact of the matter is I did blog about such stuff, but everyone went out anyway to create their best life. How did that work out for you? 

Anyway I spose.

Yesterday was fun.  Even if I am ridiculous. :)

Laterzzzzzz.       :)

xoxo.           :)

xxoo.         :)

Byeeeeeeee.        :)))

Easy Like Thursday Mooo🎵🎶oor🎵🎶ning

Good morning. How's it going?  Me, I am fine. Yesterday was okay. We worked a full day, I got my workout in, picked up a prescription,  and made dinner. I ran the robot,  threw some dishes in the dishwasher,  took the garbage out. You know just your basic day. Watched a show, fell asleep at some point, and then went to bed when I woke up.

Today will be a day. It's s non workout day, so I have a lot of time. I have to check the weather,  yesterday there was rain in the forecast for the afternoon.  I really don't have much on my mind. Another day down, and another started.

I think toward my day today, and there really isn't anything too stressful on my mind. What new?  Today is just going to be another day in my life.

See this is what I was talking about yesterday. Sometimes what I write is just stupid. I never know though. I did a rough count the other day, and I tallied ~2300 entries in just this blog. That's a lot of days getting up,  and writing whatever pops up in my mind. I never go back and read anything, so I don't remember what I even wrote.

It don't matter anyway. It's not like it's a part of my legacy or anything. There are no legacies. We all end up 6' under, and we won't be worrying about legacies at that point. Contrary to how our hearts feel, we aren't important. Our lives are not some remarkable thing. People really are enslaved to the way of the World, unless they go the path of overcoming.

The World adds a lot of stress. You have to be politically correct, say the right things,  act the right way etc...  You are under pressure to be happy. You want to have fun, but sometimes fun isn't exactly the right thing to do.

Some people have to raise kids, have meetings, plan for the future. Pay bills,  plan for bills,  hope more money is coming in than going  out.

For me,  I just am. I do as I feel. It's just I don't feel like doing anything dramatic. I am happy with my simple life. You have no idea. I am free from much of the stress inherent from just living. My heart isn't tied to the stresses of the World. It's separate from it.  I don't really know how to explain it. You cannot even really get a minor glimpse of what it's like to walk in my shoes. You have no idea. I can walk in your shoes,  and I know things are hard. Into the Wild probably seems like a good idea. Maybe living at Walden Pond, but I found the secret to that. The key is the heart, and that we do not control.

You cannot in a million years be free from the World. It's out of your power. I did go that path, and I am thankful. I cannot help you get to where I am. I used to think you were supposed to be here, but you missed a step. Now I have no idea. The story gets played out. I am not the author. I do not control the ending. I just have the outline, and I know it's good. It already is, and it's not finished.

My heart is strong, which means I can make a unilateral decision on anything, and not worry. All for good helps with that. I don't make unilateral decisions frequently. It's probably not always a good thing for others if I do.

Anyways, I spose.

Today is a day.

Laterzzzzzz.          :)

xoxo.            :)

xxoo.       :)

Byeeeeeeee.       :)))

A Sleep In Day Cuz Of Weather.

Good morning. How's it going?  Me, I am doing pretty good. Yesterday was a pretty good day. We worked late, which was fine. Lisa and I went out to dinner. I want to make something, but I have to go to the grocery store to pick stuff up, and I rode my bike yesterday. Today i will not be riding my bike. I also slept in, cuz Hope and I won't be running. A lot of rain the next two days so.

I guess I got out of yesterday what I wanted. I worked,  ran before work,  had a good meal, and I slept good. There isn't much I need in life. Yesterday was just as good of day as any.

On Friday the weather is supposed to turn so I am going to give frisbee golf a try. It's been forever since I played,  and I think it would be a good healthy hobby. You get outside, walk, and have fun. I am pretty excited about it. I think it will be a perfect way to spend some down time.

Other than that not much. Today is a workout day so I have that to do after work. There will be a dinner,  and yeah, my life is pretty predictable.

I saw something yesterday. It said the worst thing of writing is people might read it. I write shit down,  and I  couldn't care less if people read what I put here. I cannot be really critiqued in any way. Mostly because I am right. There is strength in that I guess. I do my thing and no one is going to change that.

I do know stuff,  but none of it really helps you I don't think. I have a thing to do at some point. Timing is not up to me. What I do here, I am not sure what it does. I know blogging is so 2005, but it's what I do. I use to read blogs,  but really few do it anymore, at least that I see. I don't listen to podcasts. Haven't ever listened to one even.

I once wrote if you open up your soul and people remain quiet than they just probably hate you.   :)   I do what I do here. It's simple mostly like my life.  These days a title can be a struggle. Many days I feel like I just write stupid stuff. It don't matter like I say.

I am confident, secure,  and strong. I am these things because I am right. I am accepted. I am not an enemy, and I don't feel like one. I am not ashamed of my imperfection. It's not how I ultimately want to remain, but my path ends in perfection. It won't be fun, but understanding is what I wanted all along. I wanted it for security, but I already have security. I did not know obviously how this story played out. It is a tremendous amount of fear one lives with if the thing they crave most is security. Fear I had, and I knew it was good,  but living with fear is hard. Pretty sure I had to be mostly spirit to endure it. On that note many people will be shocked.

A story will be played out. What I learned last week is all the stories seem impossible. They also use time, because that is how those stories go. They take forever,  and the person in the story perhaps seems to play the fool, until they no longer seem to be the fool.

The wait sure is the wait. I thought this thing would be done a while ago. Remember the dead years were like 20 years too,  so we are talking decades. I knew the story was 3 times, but I didn't even know I only did it once, until I did it twice. There was much fear too between those. Now not so much fear... yet. 

I just don't know what the days are like from now til my final thing. My days are pretty easy. 

Anyway.   I spose.

Laterzzzzzz.        :)

xoxo.         :)

xxoo.       :)

Byeeeeeeee.      :)))