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  • beulah888 3:22 PM on August 29, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: emails, frustrations, , internet, peeves, Technology, vexation   

    Trying to organize my email. What do you do when you cannot remember your password, and cannot get a verification code because you have changed phones and cannot remember the password for your backup email address?

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  • beulah888 2:48 AM on August 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: choices, , friends, friendship, , humility, , Mind, , soul, virtue   

    Humility My Booty! 

    O.K.  So I am o.k.  I am in my old home which is new and which, frankly, I should have never left.

    Last night I had a bit of a reflective time with an old friend.  Someone with whom I had not connected in many years.

    Back to back with that I had a discourse cum discussion (are those two words the same?) with my sister on what she terms humility, i.e. (according to her) lying down and letting friends walk all over your back.  In fact she advocates letting your enemies do it too.

    But that just begs the question, what kind of friend would want to walk all over you?

    So today I was thinking:  Why do friends be friends and friends be not friends.  What makes the difference?

     

    Man in surrender pose

    Sometimes you find you may have to say,  “Hey man, I am your friend.  Ease off!”

    Thing is you might have to say it to someone you thought was a real friend who knew you, and then, KEBAAANG… they start treating you like if you are the enemy, and behaving as though they themselves are your enemy.

    What turns the tide?  Where do we go wrong?   Is it we made a bad choice in the beginning and was just being fooled or fooling ourselves?

    Or is it just Human Nature and if not ‘Nature’ then “the way of the world”?

    What gives people the right to be friends today and enemies tomorrow?

     

    Any answers?

     
  • beulah888 9:05 AM on August 9, 2016 Permalink | Reply  

    #00129: The Boy Behind the Mirror 

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    Have I ever told you about The Boy Behind the Mirror?

    We had a very big mirror in our living room when I was a kid. A huge, floor-to-ceiling mirror the covers the entire wall.
    I loved it.
    I would wake up every day before my family, and spend a couple of hours staring at the mirror. I was fascinated the symmetry the mirror provided.
    Everything I say in that mirror was the exact same thing in the living room, but completely opposite.
    My right eye became the left eye of that boy staring back at me in the mirror. He smiled the exact time I smiled. He made the exact same silly faces I did at the exact same I did them, but in the symmetrically opposite way.
    But the mirror didn’t show everything. There was always an end to what it can see (unless I moved around). But…

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  • beulah888 3:23 AM on August 2, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: destiny, fate, , , humanities, , ,   

    Here I Am 

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    So Far So GOOD

    Well it is finished, it is over, and here I am.

    Seven months since I posted It Is Done and I am done with London.  Particularly I am done with Hackney.  I have absconded.  Gone AWOL.  Done a bunker.  Flown the coop.  Never to return.  Thank God.

    Thanks to the Gods too, and Life’s Controller, that the relief, the peace, nay the feeling of freedom, is profound and very real.  I have rested.  I am rested and getting fat.  O.K. the getting fat bit must be addressed, I must do some Zumba or something; but the rest relief and peace must continue.  Nay, but happiness must follow.

    The Zombies tried to follow but they got tripped and confused by the geography (zombies have no BRAINS and cannot understand Human life or “time travel” or mere normal movement).  They tried and got combusted in attempting to ‘travel through time’.  It is beyond their scope to comprehend that then is not now and that London is not where I am at.   So yeah, peace.

    Mind you, while getting lost in Transit, they tried to enlist and/or bully others such as they into continuing the detrititious (is that a word?) behaviour towards me.  How foolish was that?  They knew nothing of the place and nothing of the ORIGIN or ownership of the other zombies, nor indeed did not know that this type would rather zonk them than do me harm.  Well, at least not at their say so.  Ergo, they got zapped and wapped, and then frizzled and fried by their namesakes, and spontaneously combusted trying to enter the ‘real world’.  For you  see, they cannot SEE.   Me now, I knew it was merely a matter of time until they disintegrated &c.,  so I remained at peace and let them ‘self-destruct’.

    So where am I now? I shall not say.  Suffice it TO say, I still have not changed and I am still me.  My family will attest to that.

    My life’s journey continues.

    All of Life’s journeys are like Marathons:  In some places breezy, in some testing, in yet others seemingly beyond you.  Yet there are always water-stations scattered along the way; and for those who have the stamina, there is the joy, the satisfaction, nay the sense of accomplishment and, yes, pride in knowing that you did not quit, did not succomb to the terrain or climate, did not drop dead in shame but continued to the end…and crossed the finish line.

    I am reminded of that saying:  “The race is not for the swift but for those who endure to the end.”

    You see, life’s journey is the greatest most superior race of all, and to finish it with aplomb, yea even with style, is all that I ask of myself….and of you.

    Safe journey.

     
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