Life Beyond the Storyboard

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“Sometimes I’m so deeply buried under self-reproaches that I long for a word of comfort to help me dig myself out again.”  ~  Anne Frank

“He left the drapes open, watched the lights of the cars and of the fast food joints through the window glass, comforted to know there was another world out there, one he could walk to anytime he wanted.”  ~  Neil Gaiman

“The river was very real; it held him comfortably and gave him the time at last, the leisure, to consider this month, this year, and a lifetime of years.”  ~  Ray Bradbury

“With participation the ethereal mist permeates the old. It’s mere presence slowly, beyond common perception, transmutes the old at a rate that is burgeoning instead of corrosive. Nothing is lost and nothing new needs be brought forth, for all that is new is a direct transformative residue of the way in which the mist interacts with that which is already here. It’s a novel form of revolution, a form of revolution that beckons forth instead of pushing forward. Gentle yet profound. And the mist may well be analogous to the cloud of quantum probability, where the quantum wave has not yet collapsed simply because there are not enough observers who truly know what they are looking at.”  ~  Ken Ebert

When I post a quote from myself, below the opening photo, you know I must be tired. Not too tired, however, to remember to put a needed comma to two in the first sentence. Just, ummmm, well, no matter how edgy I feel I also feel a baseline sense of comfort this morning. The cat is down on the floor in front of the space heater. It’s that kind of comfort I suppose. The kind of comfort that may lead to a spontaneous nap, or at least a nap that may be uncustomary in its timing. Laundry day today, and I do not recall ever seeing anyone sleep in there, yet I did once see and hear a guy practicing his mandolin in there, and I’d wished he were sleeping instead. At least that is how I remember it. It’s a good story. Usually I’d be hip to a good story but today I simply feel indifferent. Maybe the indifference was spawned through watching “Captain America: Civil War” yesterday. It was my first brush with a Marvel film. I was also tempted to get “X-Men: Armageddon” but I chose Captain America to cultivate common ground with a young man I know. Perhaps X-Men today. Or “Alice Through the Looking Glass”. But yesterday’s film really irritated me in many ways. It seems to me in retrospect that somebody forgot that a storyline needs to evolve somewhere betwixt storyboard and presentation. The same can be said about real life, right? Silly peeps. I did enjoy Robert Downey Jr. as Iron Man, not because I am an Iron Man fan, but because Robert Downey Jr. is – well – Robert Downey Jr. Regardless of the irritation and stuff I had fun watching. Now, I can’t decide whether to snooze then feed the cat or to feed the cat then snooze. If I snooze first the cat will insure that I not sleep too long; although I’d like to. Best go with the nap first plan. I am deep into a spiritual (and in several other venues) transformation. I’ve also just begun to actively seek some sorely needed weight gain – at least 10 lb. yet 15 is preferred. Beyond those aspirations I still have those blue eyes and bright smile in mind and I still have a hankerin’ for the first snow, or at least the first day where it does not break the 40º mark. Soon come mon, soon come.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.

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