THE CANDLE

THE BEACON OF OUR PAST

My room is dark. Until I light the candle.

The flame of the smokeless candle is magical.

I think if you see what my eyes see, you feel what my heart feels.

I think that is because we are taken back to a time thousands of years ago.

A time, we are familiar with.

The flame melts the wax, which softens like white molten lava puddling to escape eventually, and it does.

Given time, the wax will overflow and create a fascinating layered wax-scape which fascinates my imagination.

I can sit for hours in its comforting glow. At night, the candle flame will lull me to sleep. The glass container is large and deep and away from any obstructions much like a lonely lighthouse casting its beacon across the salt-laden sea.

I can drift in time forever…

How I miss our time together. Thousands of years ago. Thousands of lives ago. We rekindle, each time the candle wick is lit, and it’s warm light caresses my memories.

The layered patterns of wax is as magical as the warmth of the glowing, flickering flame.

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The flame inside the clear, tall glass enclosure is nearly oblivious to the drifting air seeping into my room. Gazing deeply, it takes on a life its own, as if the clear glass enclosure is its own life supporting terrarium of ancient prehistoric life captured within.

The more I gaze at this magical essence, the more my mind drifts back in time, somewhere in time, somewhere many life times ago. It is as if the flame rekindles my love for it and for you.

My reunion with candle light is provocative. The candle resurrects its own life of memories and mine. Its intimacy with my senses is as timeless as time itself. It is so familiar and yet always new.

And without a doubt, I regret to say, the more I try to remember the memories, the more I forget.

Who invented this amazing wax candle?

It is hard to say because of the inconsistent nature of recorded history, but by some accounts the candle was made by the Romans beginning in 500 BC. These were dipped candles made from tallow wax which is derived from the meat of cows and sheep. Lit by an unwound strand of twine. While candles were present in Roman times, the main source of light came from oil lamps.

Evidence of candles made from whale fat in China dates back to the Qin Dynasty about 221-206 BC. And in India, temple candles were made from boiling cinnamon.

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By further accounts, the ancient Egyptians used rush lights or torches made by soaking the pithy core of reeds in melted animal fat. However, rush lights by design had no wick like a true candle.

The early origins of candles have been used as a source of light, and to illuminate celebrations for more than 5,000 years and I would presume the flames was a source of worship or ritual and admiration.

Fire history” is the ecological science of the study of the history of wildfires, which is a sub-discipline of fire ecology. Patterns of forest fires in historical and prehistorical time provide information relevant to the pattern of vegetation of fire ecology.

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From the study of fire-myths and the cultures of primitive races, it is usually presumed that fire was first obtained from natural sources as volcanoes, bush fires, lightning, sparks struck from stones, or by dry branches rubbing together in the fierce winds.

I think there is more. Such wonderment attests to the essence of humanity. As it is, when we look up into the night sky and gaze into the sparkling glimmer of stars and planets in our Universe, we are seeing the wonder of our Universe as seen through the eyes of primitive human kind and I venture, animal kind.

And somewhere along the line of history, the flickering flame of the candle tells the same tales of romance for as long as our own ability to feel and understand love. The humble candle light in its quiet presence, weeps of lost love, wisdom, tragic invasion, destruction and death, and endless hope.

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The flame of the candle is hypnotic. Its flickering glare compels a deeper awareness, a deeper wanting to rekindle the memories of my mind from a thousand years ago. Then as it is now, in quiet. Peace. Comfort.

THE ROOM FULL OF PSYCHOS

I know, we always joke about it until it gets to us…

“Ooooh, he’s just nuts!”

“Ooooh, she’s a psycho!”

“Ohhhh, does this bother you at all?”

“It does, but I need the job.”

“Oh gosh, I think I am going nuts!”

“Oooooh every family has ONE!”

Pardon the language, but the last declaration really says it all: Holy crap! Every family has one?

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I recently saw a Korean horror movie on Netflix. It was supposed to be a bit of horror, and a bit of comedy. Well, maybe not pure comedy but tongue-in-cheek creepy, dark humor because it was so absurd, because it was just too real. It was an interesting show, great writing, great dialogue, great suspense, great cinematography, great psycho characters, great acting! It was so great, it was scary!

Now, this wasn’t supernatural scary like the little girl in the white dress with heavy black mascara around her eyes, it was “real kind of scary” because it was a statement about psychos-ville in the mind of a professional dentist, a creepy motherly landlord, a student on a virtually zero budget and has to find someplace, anyplace to live on a dime, and a bunch of other creepy tenants with creepy issues who all live in this one creepy building complex.

It sort of reminded me of my former work place.

To be candid, just because we all work in the same workplace doesn’t mean we all share some commonality in our upbringing, how we were raised, how we were treated, how we treat others, and all sorts of things which perhaps include how we regard decency, politeness and chaste which we sort of lean toward.

But the gist of the lesson, if there is one to cope, is if you’re sane and the others around you are insane, you’re probably right. It’s NOT you.

In a room full of psychos, they all regard each other as “normal”. And if we reverse the viewpoint, the family full of psychos will regard YOU as the crazy one: “Oooooh every family has ONE!”

As the movie plays, I injected some moot rationale into the movie: Could this be real? Could it really happen? Is there an apartment complex out there just like this?

And then, there’s something about that nagging one-liner exclamation of psycho villa: “Ohhhh, every family has ONE!”

How about two, three, four?

By now the suspense is killing you, and you want to see this movie end to really find out the bottom of this and finally, decipher the meaning of life or as it may be the case. Death.

So let’s just say there’s a brilliant student who took the challenge to make sense of formal government Census confusion and consider this:

“There are approximately 9 billion people on the planet.

“If we say that the average family size is 4, then the number of families would be approximately 2.25 billion.

“Of course, the actual value is much less than this, but this is a good place to start .”

Source: https://www.thestudentroom.co.uk/showthread.php?t=3895457

Sooo, if we assume every family has just one psycho, it’s no wonder why lately, we think the world’s gone nuts!

HAWAIIAN PIDGIN IZ FUN

Not all the time, but sometimes someone will ask me if I speak Pidgin? So, being local to Hawaii, it’s not uncommon for me to reply, “Yes, sometimes, but it depends.”

You know: “If can, can, if not, not.”

This response to non-pidgin fans is usually met with a puzzled smile and neutral and polite….silence.

In this case, I mean to say, it depends on the social situation, the social context, and who I am speaking with. But most of the time, it comes out because of the mood. And the mood wins hands down, if your Pidgin comes out or not.

In the other case, it takes a little bit of little effort to understand and talk story in pidgin.

And where are you mostly likely to hear pidgin? In the most casual and informal setting between people reaching out to each other with humor!

Talking pidgin can be seriously fun!

Although it is a cultural “Language”, pidgin isn’t in the same league as recognized foreign languages taught in academia such as French, Spanish, Russian, German, Japanese, Cantonese, Mandarin, Vietnamese, Tagalog, Ilokano, Samoan, Tongan, Micronesian and many more languages heard in Hawaii.

So this Post began when I friend thanked me for sharing a Youtube about Shaolin philosophy which he wanted to say he was familiar with and teaches some to those principles in his class.

I replied in short, “In the cosmos, there is no coincidence.

My friend replied: “Roger That”.

Roger that dates back to US radio communication as early as 1941, based on then-use of the given name Roger in the US military phonetic alphabet for the word for the letter R. Here, the Roger stands for the initial R in “(Message) received.”

Source: https://www.dictionary.com/e/slang/roger-that/#:~:text=Roger%20that%20is%20a%20phrase,acknowledge%20a%20statement%20or%20question.

Feeling upbeat and in a little philosophical mood, I added in broken Pidgin: “Az why all da asteroids look da same Brah!

Wen you in da cosmos, kinda hard ‘fo spock wat da speck is no?

Sooo dey all get puka face, so we can tell’em apart from da slick UFO space craft.

Az why no ‘mo coincidence in da cosmos.

In the real world far, far away “Pidgin” was invented in a far, far, away place from where I was born and raised which is Kaimuki, Oahu.

So let’s open the text books here.

By Nigerian definition: “The origins of Nigerian Pidgin English lie historically in trade contact between the British and local people in the seventeenth century. It is part of a continuum of English Pidgins and Creoles spoken other West-African countries such as Cameroon, Sierra Leone and Ghana.”

By Chinese definition: “Pidgin originated as a Chinese mispronunciation of the English word “business”. Following the first and second war from1839 to 1942, Pidgin English spread north to Shanghai and other treaty ports. Pidgin usage began to decline in the late 19th century when Chinese and missionary schools began teaching standard English.”

By Hawaiian definition:Hawaiian pidgin evolved from the sugar industry (Plantation Owners) which began in the mid 1850’s on Maui. Immigrant workers came in waves from different countries to work in the sugarcane fields. … These new languages were thrown into the mix and is today what many locals speak on a daily basis – Hawaiian pidgin.”

By Hawaiian Magazine defintion, check this out: https://www.hawaiimagazine.com/content/38-hawaiian-and-pidgin-phrases-every-visitor-needs-know

So try check’em out and have some fun deciphering Hawaiian Pidgin words and making your own sentences and talk Pidgin!

Here are some outstanding Pidgin Youtube fun presented by well-known local Hawaii comedians: Andy Bumatai, and the late Rap Reiplinger. Please All Rights Reserved to Mr.Bumatai and Mr. Reiplinger coz I no like get da kine scoldings ‘k?

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Andy Bumatai’s Daily Pidgin #55: Pidgin Phrases All Rights Reserved. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAnd0or250g&t=13s

Andy Bumatai’s Daily Pidgin #76: Cockaroach Horror Stories All Right Reserved. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0_oHRlwmeJM

Andy Bumatai’s Daily Pidgin #77: Roach Stories and Hana Hou All Rights Reserved. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AlYRAjr036I

RAP’s HAWAII (2003) This one is back-to-back 50-minutes of fantastic fun so get your popcorn ready ‘k! All Rights Reserved. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJ2buwdisnY

Have fun!!!

The Day I Became A HiPPO

I woke up this morning and the ugly truth struck me.

After decades of struggling to lose weight, I relent, it was all futile, somewhat meaningless. Phftt! Kaput!

The proof was there. How could I not see it? I’ve spent hundreds upon hundreds of dollars on fat-burning supplements, on simple to complex exercise plans, all-in-one and all-for-one diet plans, natural and unnatural diet pills, Shaolin Monk eating principles, Man-in-the-Wilderness Youtube Surviving on nothing indoctrinations, blender this and blender that and still…

It was the same. Day after day, year after year. Tribulation after tribulation. I just couldn’t admit it until today I saw my tiny feet beneath my overhanging belly, it was the day I became a HiPPO.

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All that tossing and turning, and rolling here and there on my Minimalist futon all night long just meant what I suspect my ancestors all knew, that while one day I would walk upright and my true self would emerge when the sun set and the nocturnal life in the river repossessed my dreams. The inescapable truth would bare itself as a pudgy hippo with tiny feet waddling around. And so be it.

I tried eating lots of vegetables, just vegetables. Vegetarian, Vegan, imitation Dim Sum. Great stuff and a bit costly. And while I did experience healthy “feel good” improvements, I generally dislike raw vegetables unless I get into a nutritional, bio-adversity deficiency and then I will force feed myself.

Hey did you know that, “Hippos eat on average 40kg (88 lb) of grass a night and maintain their fatty figures with a sedentary lifestyle, spending most of their time wallowing to cool off and digest their food.”

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So yes, I hear you!

Maybe the real cause of my pudginess has less to do with ancestral HiPPO DNA and more to do with today’s behavioural and environmental factors directly proportionate to a sedentary lifestyle (Pre- and POST COVID19 Solitary confinement) and over consumption of convenience foods!

Hey, when was the last time I went for a nice secluded walk on the beach, in bright sunlight, under blue skies and tradewinds from the Koolau Mountains?

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When was the last time I intently sat down, and smelled the salt air from the sea and watch the waves close by?

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Or made it a point of life to go outside to greet the morning sun?

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When was the last time I stood in pouring rain in just my swim shorts to relish fresh rain water cascading from my head to my barefoot toes?

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When was the last time I held someone’s hand and shared a real-life moment in person, and not just one of a million hours over a Smart Phone six feet away?

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Today I became a HiPPO. I don’t like it but I’ve come to accept it. I’ve come to accept what I’ve become, physically anyway.

More importantly, in acccepting I place no fault or blame on myself or anyone else. It’s not something to fault nor to blame anyway. At this very moment, it is what it is.

So I will wash my face, brush my teeth, take a deep breath and say, “Okay, I want to try again.”

Won’t you tell me, “I can be hopeful again?”

Won’t you tell me, “Take a another step foward and do something that’s really meaningful again, and hopefully sustaining”.

Won’t you tell me, “For sure! Try it again.”

Won’t you tell me, ” Just keep it simple. Just keep trying!”

Won’t you tell me, “YAY! You’ll get there. One step at a time!”

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WOT About Playlets

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June 19, 2020

Now live! A new category of intrigue. Entertainment for readers, and an audience of theater.

You are invitied to see the new tab: WOT About Playlets.

A Playlet is a short play. It consists of a single Act. An Act is divided into scenes.

Audience imagination required.

The lights dim. The curtains part.

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CORONA BLAST

THE INSIDIOUS HEAT OF THE CORONA VIRUS

Like many writers, I sit in darkness in the early morning or as it may be, in the late of night, away from civilization. The isolation eases my mind. The glow from my laptop monitor illuminates the words on the white sheet. My thoughts, my feelings come to life.

In many ways, the self-isolation of writing manifests itself as an artifical manner this time being isolated and alone within the mandates of an authority to lock down. But although our bodies may be in lock down, our minds are not.

Much like the lyrics of a song being crafted from within the soul of a musician as he or she reflects in darkness to the voices of people pleading for salvation.

I am sooo sorry for the thousands of people unemployed from being layed off or trimmed from their company’s ranks, as the Corona Virus spreads like wild fire and societies around the globe attempt to control, perhaps contain its deadly inferno.

How well do our lives burn as the heat of the viral flames blinds us, engulfs us, changes us and in some cases; perhaps many cases, destroys us before it consumes us.

And in the path of the corona virus, all that remains is a faint glow of viral life, now contained but seething to stay alive so it can continue its wrath upon the earth.

But there are survivors. There are millions of people who are surviving. We sit in our homes, in our apartments, in our tents, under a bridge, or under the canopy of a tree with a blanket of leaves to protect us in silence. As we wait.

Even in the light of day, we wait in darkness for an official word that we are once again free.

With all rights reserved to the song writers, publishers, and performers of this classic, insightful song: The Sound of Silence.

Allow me to share this with millions of people affected by the Corona Virus and the consequence we now live in….

The Sound of Silence.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4fWyzwo1xg0

Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence”Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls”
And whisper’d in the sounds of silenceSource: LyricFind

Songwriters: Paul Simon The Sound of Silence lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Be safe everyone, reach out for help, think kindly of yourself and others who care about you.

THE DAY AFTER…RESOLUTION

It is day 2 of the New Year 2020.

The day of your RESOLUTION.

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It’s pretty dramatic. It’s judgement day. This is the day, which makes men men, and women women. You stand tall, puff up your chest, flex your muscles and declare out loud, what you resolve to do in the coming year!

Which means, you declare either 1) what you failed to do last year, or 2) what you never even started to do last year.

So here you stand, huffing and puffing!

“For the New Year 2020 I resolve to do this….”

Before we continue, what exactly is a New Year’s Resolution? I think most of us think of a New Year’s Resolution as a sort of absolute, steroid “To Do” list, but deep inside it’s a flabby “give me some slack” Horoscope wish list.

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Yeah, I know: you want to be a Chinese Dragon spewing dynamic flames and clawing your way up the food chain, but you’re deemed by Chinese celestial destiny to be a Goat, either an ambitious Goat or a lazy goat. Still, a goat is a goat. Certainly, it isn’t any where close to being a rip-roaring, fire-breathing Chinese Dragon.

So you resolve to be a Dragon in the New Year 2020? Pretty ambitious if you ask me, with all the traits of a Dragon, clawing your way to the top, and devouring all your challengers along the way! Stuff warrior stories are made of!

But is it you?

Back to the question, what is a resolution anyway?

Here’s a simple definition.

res·o·lu·tion/ˌrezəˈlo͞oSH(ə)n/Learn to pronounce noun

  1. A firm decision to do or not to do something.

2.the quality of being determined or resolute.

Hold that thought for a short second.

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So look, don’t feel bad if you’re not exactly the Poster Child of the New Year’s Resolution, just keep in mind, you made the list. You’re a Goat!

You have purpose, and in the celestial sphere of the Chinese Zodiac you are right along side of the steroid fire-breathing Dragon!

That says a great deal!

Remember: He or she who avoids fire does not become BBQ. (I made that up myself you know!)

So view the Dragon as your fail safe Master of Wisdom. Be yourself, and capture all the virtue you owe to yourself just because, you’re you!

Happy New Year 2020!!

Resolve to be you! But if you’re an evil hamster, please change right now! Resolve to be good, not evil.

Yes, there is always room for improvement to make life happy or happier. But don’t do stuff that is counter-productive just because it’s vogue to do but it’s just not you!

In the greater sphere of things, whoever you are, Goat, Dragon, Horse, Pig, Snake, whatever, you have a place with others who you can enjoy and be friends with. That’s the sphere of things.

Be kind to yourself. Be gentle to yourself. Be reasonable to yourself.

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If you decide the time is right, and the mood is right and you feel things “are right” to make a decision you’ve thought of making, or you’re forced to make, or you’re obligated to make, well, follow your instincts first.

Do yourself a double-take, before you leap (Goats leap I think?), consider the implications, the consequences, the impacts of your decision to do something, or not to do something.

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Change for the sake of change, may or may not be wise or true. Sometimes its best to do nothing, and wait and see.

May we wish each other all a good year, to try or not to try, and give ourselves slack to try, and make mistakes so we have every opportunity to learn from making mistakes.

And maybe even, if things are “right” we can incorporate a safe resolution to do something nice.

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HAPPY NEW YEAR 2020!!

Happy New Year 2020!!

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We made it through another year! Congratulations! Considering the turbulence of these past 12-months, we ought to pat overselves on the back, very gently, for we survived.

As an American, the tradition of looking at the 1st day of any New Year is sobering.

Things that are sobering make you feel sober, or serious and solemn. The Latin root, sobrius, means “not intoxicated,” which is also the original definition of sober. In otherwords, it’s a reality check.

As a senior citizen, depending on your age, the New Year might be a mixed bag of emotions. The sentiments of the joy of Christmas or the Holiday Season may or may not be so universal as we are more aware that the world is a bigger place, and different cultures regard such milestones differently, and more so our sentiments have become shaped or reshaped by our socio-economic realities, the political climate, and our own sense of personal growth and personal defeats.

That being said, we ask: Where are we? Do we regard life in a singular perspective or a multi-dimensional perspective? Is our world so small or so large for us to make any difference, or for us to even care?

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The older I become, the more I feel as though I am a space probe about to exit my solar system as I move forward toward the fringes of the Universe. And boy, what I am beginning to see is unrecognizable. Truly, the fringes of this new world as it unveils itself is immeasurable.

So this year, I wish everyone another “reset” for the beginning of the New Year in the year Two-thousand and Twenty!

We have to leave the past for better or for worse, and see what we can do, or will do, or should do, in our lives this year! Or maybe, we can’t do, won’t do, shouldn’t do…anything. Maybe we aren’t in any position to do anything?

This will likely require all of us to rethink and reframe all that we were taught to believe, whether true or partially true, whether we have lived life blindly without question, or whether our life’s outcome wasn’t what we had believed in the first place. And this will have a bearing, on how we proceed into the year 2020 and beyond.

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And so it all depends.

It depends if we have freedom or not. It depends if we are free and safe, or if we are in bondage and in danger. It depends if we live in safety, or if we live in fear. It depends if we live in happiness, or if we live in despair.

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So why the change of sentiment? Did life’s soulful landscape suddently change from optmism to pessimism? Or has the soulful landscape changed from pessimism to optimism?

At it’s core, let us take a casual look at our mindset and who we think we are.

op·ti·mism/ˈäptəˌmizəm/Learn to pronouncenoun

  1. 1.Hopefulness and confidence about the future or the successful outcome of something. “The talks had been amicable and there were grounds for optimism. “Similar: hopefulness, hope, confidence, buoyancy, cheer, good cheer, cheerfulness, guineness, positiveness, positive attitude. Opposite: pessimium.
  2. 2.PHILOSOPHY the doctrine, especially as set forth by Leibniz, that this world is the best of all possible worlds.

pes·si·mism/ˈpesəˌmizəm/Learn to pronouncenoun

  1. A tendency to see the worst aspect of things or believe that the worst will happen; a lack of hope or confidence in the future.”The dispute cast an air of deep pessimism over the future of the peace talks. “Similar:defeatism, negative thinking, negativity, expecting the worst, doom and gloom, gloom, gloominess, hopelessness, lack of hope, cynicism, fatalism, depression, despair, melancholy, despondency, dejection, angst, distrust, doubt. Weltschmerz looking on the black side
  2. PHILOSOPHY a belief that this world is as bad as it could be or that evil will ultimately prevail over good.
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Perfectly Balanced refers to a quote from Thanos in Avengers: Infinity War which later became used in memes about the film, popularly shared in communities like /r/thanosdidnothingwrong, and is often paired with images showing a 50/50 split.
Origin
In Avengers: Infinity War, Thanos shows a young Gamora a knife and says of it, “Perfectly balanced, as all things should be”.
Source: https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/perfectly-balanced

Is there a middle ground?

In youth, we framed our life as “success” in everything. To be the Top Dog of everything and all else. In middle age, we framed our lives as a “compromise” between what we had hoped to achieve and what we’ve failed to achieve. As a senior citizen, I think we re-framed our lives in doubt and cautious uncertainty (yes, that space probe feeling. Going where no human being has gone before).

According to Jeremy Dean, a psychology researcher at University College London and the author of PsyBlog. For more on how to understand your mind with the science of psychology, join PsyBlog’s 38,000 readers, he says:

“[Studies like this,] is that both optimism and pessimism have important roles to play in people’s lives.

“Being optimistic allows people to pursue their goals in a positive way: to dream a bigger and better dream, which they can work their way towards. Optimists also seem to respond better to positive feedback, and part of being optimistic may be generating this feedback for themselves, i.e. thinking positive thoughts.

“On the other hand being pessimistic may help people reduce their natural anxiety and to perform better. Also, pessimists seem to respond better to negative feedback. They like to hear what the problems were, so they can correct them. Again, part of why pessimists generate these sorts of negative thoughts is that it helps them perform better.

“So it’s different strokes for different folks. Optimism and pessimism aren’t just accidents; this evidence suggests they are two different, but effective, strategies of coping with a complex and unpredictable world.”

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Moving forward it’s the year 2020! Where are the Jetsons?

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The Jetsons is an American animated sitcom produced by Hanna-Barbera Productions. It originally aired in prime time from September 23, 1962, to March 17, 1963, then later in syndication. New episodes were produced in 1985 to 1987 as part of The Funtastic World of Hanna-Barbera block. It was Hanna-Barbera’s Space Age counterpart to The Flintstones.[2]

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While the Flintstones lived in a world which was a comical version of the “stone age“, with machines powered by birds and dinosaurs, the Jetsons live in a comical version of a century in the future,[3][4] with elaborate robotic contraptions, aliens, holograms, and whimsical inventions.[5][6] The original series comprised 24 episodes and aired on Sunday nights on ABC beginning September 23, 1962, with prime time reruns continuing through September 22, 1963. It debuted as the first program broadcast in color on ABC-TV.[7] (Only a handful of ABC-TV stations were capable of broadcasting in color in the early 1960s.) In contrast, The Flintstones, while always produced in color, was broadcast in black-and-white for its first two seasons.[8]

“Following its prime time run, the show aired on Saturday mornings for decades, starting on ABC for the 1963–64 season and then on CBS and NBC.[9] New episodes were produced for syndication from 1985 to 1987. No further specials or episodes of the show were produced after 1989 due to the deaths of stars George O’Hanlon and Mel Blanc. The 1990 film Jetsons: The Movie served as the series finale to the television show. Twenty-seven years later, a new direct-to-video animated movie, The Jetsons & WWE: Robo-WrestleMania!, was released in 2017.”

Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Jetsons

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Perhaps the wisdom gained, is to acknowledge that the past year has ended with two introspective questions: Have I changed? Have we changed?

Whether we are the Flintstones or the Jetsons, as we more forward into the year 2020, we may have to rethink and reinvent ourselves in how we view ourselves and the world (which may be as local as our immediate situation, or as global as our preconceived future or our creative imagination).

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Introducing the Great Gazoo from Planet Zetox, sent to primitive Earth to redeem himself by aiding earthlings such as Barney Rubble and Fred Flintstone by granting them wishes. In his first encounter with the cavemen, he makes it possible for Fred to treat his wife Wilma to dinner at the posh restaurant she’s practically bribed him to take her to. But as Fred and Barney will discover, there’s always a down side to Gazoo’s generosity. Written by Morganalee

Source: https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0580254/

WILTED CELERY IN MY FRIG

THERE it was.

Once alive, vibrant, full of potential. Now very wilted. Dead.

I don’t feel like a murderer but the carcass doesn’t lie.

OMG! I didn’t mean to do it!

My celery is dead. It’s cold, limp, lifeless carcass crys out: Murderer! Murderer!

The cold compartment of my refrigerator vegetable bin, is like the cold compartment of a morgue.

I almost don’t recognize it.

I lifted one of its limbs. It bent. More like sagged, like any lifeless body void of active molecules would sag. I feel guilt. I didn’t mean to do it.

I recollect now. I had given way to fast food. Jack in the Box. Burger King. McDonalds. I forgot about my fresh stalk of celery which i purchased two weeks ago with great intentions. Was it that long ago? Maybe it was longer?

Oh my. Maybe I am guilty? Maybe I am a murderer of celery?

Time waits for no one.

I had an inspiring intention to juice a fresh stalk of celery into a magnificent, life enhancing natural juice of vibrancy, to feed my body with life giving vitamins, minerals, enzymes, molecules.

No matter my intentions. I neglected to follow through. Plain and simple, I screwed up.

The wilted, cold, limp carcass of the celery although still “green” in color, will need to be removed from my refrigerator’s vegetable bin. I neglected it. I murdered it. It’s gone.

This is really symbolic to human aging. Particularly, male aging.

I just read an article that as men reach to the ages of 60 through age 70, they become increasingly grumpy, angry, limp. During the age of their 50’s when most men reach a stage of life satisfaction, this state of reality starts a rapid decline as the reality of physical aging, sexual aging, and mental aging begin to manifest itself in aged facial lines, stiff muscles, body and joint aches, dissatifaction and “last ditch attempts” to regain their source of male prowness.

Eventually, after their last ditch attempts to be the quarterback of their living room sofa, the wise old coach on a field of youngsters, the last beer blast to compete with the younger guys, the derived faux satisfaction overtime just leads to confusion, dissatisfaction, perhaps quiet depression, perhaps even old men suicide.

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Tonight, out of curiousity, I googled images of what 50 year old men look like. Then 67 year old men. Then 70 year old men, the age of the article when men experience, “Stay off my Lawn! Not in my yard!” syndrome.

This is supposedly, the window of age when everything seems to irritate and bring out hostilities in some old men. Often, for no reason at all.

The old man is returning home in his car when he notices a young couple walking carefree and happily together with their pet dog on the sidewalk across from the old man’s home. As the old man passes the couple, looks at them and yells out of his car window.

“HEY! Stay off my lawn!’ screams the old man at the couple.

The young couple stunned and shaken, quickly leave. Sadly, their peaceful outing ruined.

The photographs of the old men in their 50’s, 60’s and 70’s. Firstly, my perception has changed. I didn’t think I’d see much “aging” in this window of aged men. But I did. The images don’t lie.

These guys do not look youthful. They’re aged. And so as the article I have mentioned, so do their moods: They get more grumpy. More angry. More frustrated. More dissatified. and sadly, many of these men are clueless about what’s going on. So they just lash out.

A natural phenomenon? Yes. It seems to be.

And I don’t know if this is classic or not, but the old guy will begin to withdraw, retreat, want to be left alone more.

In quiet.

You might see him on a bench alone gazing at nothing except his memories within the matrix of his mind. You might see him slouched over a dinner plate in the corner of a restaurant. One moment, he’s there. The next moment he’s gone. Almost as if, you ask yourself, was he ever there?

In fact, you may not see him at all. The lonely table, leaves no remnants of social interaction.

So the images of these ordinary older men, from at 50 through age 70, suddenly struck me. I’m looking at myself! Even though, deep inside I don’t feel “old”, I honestly don’t feel “young” say as I did 18-months ago.

Something is happening to me.

I feel as though I am reaching to the outer rings of the galaxy or maybe, the outer realms of the Universe, and it spooks me because I have no idea what that place looks like.

Any semblance of knowledge within my mind of recollection feels as though it is the last printed edition of the last hard copy encyclopdia. But who makes hard copy encyclopdias anymore?

I am a realist, I understand obsolescence.

I am making these statements to myself, which define where I am now. What I am feeling this very moment. And you know what? These statements are really questions about aging which I don’t know much about as I approach the fringes of this new world.

In short, in reality, it’s old age is new to me. Knowledge of my prime of life, doesn’t apply to this new age of becoming old.

I have a feeling, as i become old, I will need to learn how to crawl again, before I can walk, before I can run.

My life is changed. No doubt by the gentle fact, that I am getting older and by virtue of this, things in and around my life isn’t the same as when I was in my prime. But I think, it’s very important to reflect upon these realities.

As I age. I become somewhat by default. Alone.

As I age. I become somewhat by choice. Isolated.

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I gaze alone.

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I eat alone.

I sleep alone.

By alone does not mean, lonely. While yes, sometimes feeling of loneliness permeates, it is not something at all regular.

And that’s the point. Time waits for no one. Things change over time. We’re a bunch of celery.

DO I REALLY NEED AN ERECTION PILL?

Who is Christine?

No, I don’t need an erection pill. But Christine thinks I do!

I do not know who Christine is. We have never met. So there is no way we were ever intimate. I just want to make this clear.

In advertising, Christine could be an 80-year old woman copywriter, or someone younger, or she may even be a man!

In advertising the source isn’t as important as the content. As long as the message is delivered and behavior changed in favor of the advertisement objective, that is the desired outcome.

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So Christine thinks I need to buy a pill to make my erections huge, long-lasting, and male ego flattering!

I delete these emails from Christine. Not that I don’t appreciate it, for cutting edge scientists generally, are not moralists but their products can be earth-shattering. So I’m not judging.

But I sort of get bemused when Christine emails me but if she keeps it up, she may succeed in causing not loss of erection, but maybe loss of ego! So Christine, if you’re reading this, please stop it!

There’s nothing moral or immoral about an erection. It’s all over the earth, within and of species. You know all about that.

Anyway, despite that, Christine emails me weekly her latest encouragement to get huge erections. I don’t know about women, but I think males generally make light of their erections or lack of or anything in between. For the most part, I do not think mainstream males talk about it.

I dunno Christine?
Looks like eyes and a big nose.
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I mean, it’s not like males meet up for lunch and talk about their erections over spaghetti meat balls and huge pork sausage right? Of course not.

So I don’t know who Christine is. The point about this morning’s thought is that erectile dysfunction or erectile dissatisfaction appears to be a topical issue that isn’t taboo anymore. It seems to be something affecting mostly older males but younger males too. Some inexplicable reason(s), although theories abound.

I have a friend who is older than I am and many year ago, when Viagra commercials could be seen on television as well in Women’s Magazines, with Martha Stewart’s latest recipe, I suppose the Advertisers were trying to convince women, that erections weren’t a female problem so any dissatisfaction shouldn’t be blamed on them. So give science a try! Fair enough.

I’m not moralizing, I am just telling you this story. So my older friend who is generally sweet and innocently cheery just blurted out to me one morning, “My husband tried Viagra! It really works!!”

I was totally unprepared for this! I was stunned actually. I wasn’t sure what to say except, “Wow! That’s good. I guess!”

I wanted to tell her, recent studies show this particular name brand has deadly side effects, one of which may not be deadly but maybe difficult, because there were cases where an erection lasted hours, aka as several hours without subsiding! Long after the lust subsides.

It’s stuff you can’t help grin and smile, you know what i mean?

I wanted to remind her, I think there are other natural alternatives to consider.

Perhaps times have changed: Sexist advertising is frowned upon nowadays, but advertising for male erections, dysfunctional or not, doesn’t seem to be?

Perhaps, if it’s really a problem experienced by millions of men, having advertisements speak for ordinarily quiet men who don’t feel comfortable talking about it, provides a neutral voice.

Erectile Dyfunction.

Very common.

More than 3 million US cases per year. Treatable by a medical professional. Usually self-diagnosable. Lab tests or imaging rarely required.

Chronic: Can last for years or be lifelong Erectile dysfunction can be a sign of a physical or psychological condition. It can cause stress, relationship strain, and low self-confidence. The main symptom is a man’s inability to get or keep an erection firm enough for sexual intercourse. Patients suffering from erectile dysfunction should first be evaluated for any underlying physical and psychological conditions. If treatment of the underlying conditions doesn’t help, medications and assistive devices, such as pumps, can be prescribed. Consult a doctor for medical advice.

Sources: Mayo Clinic and others.”

Natural remedies for treating erectile dysfunction

Last reviewed Fri 10 March 2017

By Jenna Fletcher Reviewed by Alana Biggers, MD, MPH

  1. Natural remedies
  2. Alternative treatments
  3. Causes of ED

Some treatments for erectile dysfunction can include natural herbs and remedies. However, when seeking a natural remedy, a man should be cautious and understand the possible risks associated with certain natural cures.

Erectile dysfunction (ED) is the inability of a man to achieve an erection suitable for sexual intercourse. The condition can be difficult for a man to deal with because it can cause embarrassment and insecurity due to an inability to perform sexually.

Fortunately for men with ED, there are a number of medications, treatments, and therapies that may prevent ED from becoming a long-term condition.

Natural remedies

The most common natural remedies for ED include those derived from plants and herbs, which some cultures have used for many years. Although there have been very few studies conducted on the safety of these natural remedies, some of them have been found to have side effects that vary from mild to severe.

Ginkgo

Ginkgo may work as a natural remedy for erectile dysfunction as it may increase blood flow to the penis.

Some natural remedies include:

  • L-arginine: Some evidence suggests high doses of L-arginine improve erectile dysfunction by helping blood vessels to open wider, which improves blood flow to the penis. Side effects are generally considered mild but may include cramps, diarrhea, and nausea. L-arginine should not be taken with Viagra, a prescription drug that treats ED.
  • Propionyl-L-carnitine: Some studies show that propionyl-L-carnitine, when combined with Viagra, could improve erectile function better than when taking Viagra alone. Propionyl-L-carnitine is generally considered safe when used under supervision of a doctor.
  • Dehydroepiandrosterone (DHEA): There is some evidence that suggests that DHEA increases libido in women and has a positive effect on men with ED. DHEA appears to be safe at low doses, however, it may cause acne in some cases.
  • Ginkgo: Ginkgo may increase blood flow to the penis, which could improve sexual desire and ED. However, this supplement might increase the risk of bleeding. People who are taking blood thinners or who have a bleeding disorder should speak to their doctor before taking gingko.
  • Ginseng: There are several types of ginseng available. Many of them have been shown to have a positive effect on ED. Some forms of ginseng may have negative side effects including insomnia.
  • Yohimbine: The main component of an African tree bark, yohimbine is probably one of the most problematic of all natural remedies for ED. Some research suggests that yohimbine can improve a type of sexual dysfunction that is linked with a drug used to treat depression. However, studies have linked yohimbine to a number of side effects, which can include anxiety, increased blood pressure, and a fast, irregular heartbeat. Like all natural remedies, yohimbine should only be used after advice and under supervision from a doctor.
  • Horny goat weed (epimedium): Supposedly, there are substances in the leaves of this herb that improve sexual performance. Epimedium has not been studied in people, and there are some suggestions that it might affect heart function.

Lifestyle changes

Certain activities or lack of activity can have an impact on ED, so before trying medications or natural remedies for ED, a man could consider making some lifestyle changes.

Some lifestyle changes to consider include:

  • Exercising regularly: Regular exercise has proven to be effective in improving overall health. For ED, the improved blood pressure, blood flow, and overall health benefits may drastically reduce the risk of a man having or developing ED.
  • Eating healthful food: In a similar way to exercise, eating nutritious food may help reduce the risk of heart disease, clogged arteries, and diabetes, which are known risk factors for ED.
  • Quitting smoking and reducing alcohol intake: Both of these activities bring a number of potential health risks, including ED. Reducing or eliminating these activities may help stop ED problems.
  • Reducing stress: A man can have issues with sexual performance if he is overly stressed. Stress can come from a variety of circumstances including work, finances, and relationship troubles. Finding ways to cope with these issues can help reduce stress and may improve ED.
  • Continuing to engage in sexual activities: Stimulating sexual activities that lead to even partial erections may have a positive impact on ED. The increased blood flow to the penis may help to stimulate and improve function over time.

Alternative therapies and medications

Currently, there are few studies available to suggest the effectiveness of complementary and alternative therapies and medications. One study compared database samples of different alternative therapies and medications including acupuncture, ginseng, maca, and yohimbine.

The study indicated that there is some evidence to suggest that ginseng and yohimbine may offer some benefits to ED. However, insufficient evidence exists to prove either acupuncture or maca have a positive impact on ED.

Placebo effect?

There have been some studies to suggest that a placebo effect that improves ED may work for some men. One study found that men taking an oral placebo pill showed as much improvement in ED symptoms as men who took actual medication to improve ED. Conversely, men who were given therapeutic suggestions to improve ED did not see signs of symptom improvement.”

Nitrix Oxide obtained from fresh red beets and other natural sources.

5 Ways Nitric Oxide Supplements Boost Your Health and Performance

Nitric oxide is produced by nearly every type of cell in the human body and one of the most important molecules for blood vessel health.

It’s a vasodilator, meaning it relaxes the inner muscles of your blood vessels, causing the vessels to widen. In this way, nitric oxide increases blood flow and lowers blood pressure.

Supplements that increase nitric oxide in the body make up one of the most popular supplement categories today.

These supplements don’t contain nitric oxide itself. However, they contain compounds that your body can use to make nitric oxide and have been shown to provide many benefits for health and performance.

Here are 5 health and performance benefits of taking nitric oxide supplements.

1. Help Treat Erectile Dysfunction

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Erectile dysfunction (ED) is the inability to achieve or maintain an erection firm enough for sex (1Trusted Source).

L-citrulline is an amino acid that may help treat erectile dysfunction by increasing the production of nitric oxide (2Trusted Source).

Nitric oxide is needed for the muscles in the penis to relax. This relaxation allows chambers inside the penis to fill with blood so the penis becomes erect (3Trusted Source).

In one study, L-citrulline was found to improve erection hardness in 12 men with mild erectile dysfunction (4Trusted Source).

Researchers concluded that L-citrulline was less effective than prescription drugs used to treat ED, such as Viagra. Nevertheless, L-citrulline proved to be safe and well tolerated.

Two other nitric-oxide-boosting supplements have been shown to treat erectile dysfunction — the amino acid L-arginine and Pycnogenol, a plant extract from the pine tree.

In several studies, a combination of L-arginine and Pycnogenol significantly improved sexual function in men with ED (5Trusted Source6Trusted Source7Trusted Source8Trusted Source).

When taken together, L-arginine and Pycnogenol also appear safe (9Trusted Source).

SUMMARY Nitric oxide plays an important role in erectile function. Several supplements, including L-citrulline, L-arginine and Pycnogenol, have been shown to increase levels of nitric oxide in men with erectile dysfunction (ED).

2. May Decrease Muscle Soreness

A form of L-citrulline called citrulline malate not only increases nitric oxide production, but also decreases muscle soreness.

Muscle soreness is an uncomfortable experience that tends to occur after strenuous or unaccustomed exercise (10Trusted Source).

This soreness is referred to as delayed-onset muscle soreness and usually feels the strongest 24–72 hours after exercise.

In one study, 41 people were randomized to receive either 8 grams of citrulline malate or a placebo one hour before performing as many repetitions as possible on a flat barbell bench press (11Trusted Source).

Those given citrulline malate reported 40% less muscle soreness at 24 and 48 hours after the exercise, compared to those who took the placebo.

Citrulline malate increases nitric oxide production, which increases blood flow to active muscles. In turn, citrulline malate is thought to increase nutrient delivery and clear waste products that are related to muscle fatigue, such as lactate and ammonia (12Trusted Source).

However, a later study on the effects of citrulline after leg exercises did not find citrulline malate helpful for the treatment of muscle soreness (13Trusted Source).

One explanation for this difference in findings is that the people in the leg exercise study were given 6 grams of citrulline malate, which is 2 grams less than the previous study.

Therefore, the ability of citrulline malate to decrease muscle soreness may depend on the dose and exercise. However, more research on this is needed.

SUMMARY Citrulline malate is a form of L-citrulline that may help alleviate muscle soreness by increasing nitric oxide. The dose and type of exercise may affect the ability of citrulline malate to decrease muscle soreness.”

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I AM AN INNIE-OUTTIEvert

I AM AN INNIE-OUTTIEvert

A flared shot glass is smooth for gentle lips

Here’s the scene: I’m sitting on a table for one, well, it could be a table for four but it’s just me, so it’s just One. My fingers gently hold the crystal clear flared shot glass filled to the brim with chilled Emergen-C with Vitamin D (citrus flavor) so yeah, I like it strong to combat those nasty free-radicals. I no longer sip on Jack Daniels or Barcadi rum anymore but at least I still have an imagination to pretend.

They say, as we get older, we regress to our younger years. I guess, I don’t mind play’in youthfulness again.

This morning’s thought is about personality changes as we get older.

Nowadays, it seems I seem to lean toward being more introverted, while other times I seem to be more extroverted. A lot of times the shift depends on who I am with.

I thought perhaps, this was due to being single and retired, and then I thought perhaps it was all due to the aging process. Then again, perhaps it has to do with all these things of just being human in this day and dealing in contemporary times.

But I’ll also mix thoughts about aging and time, and which has nothing else to do with being an Innie-Outtievert but it’s on my mind so I’ll just drift in and out.

I just want you to know, it’s deliberate and not senility.

Senility. noun

  1. the condition of being senile.”the onset of senility”synonyms: decrepitude, infirmity, feebleness, unsteadiness, senescence, decline, old age, dotage, second childhood, confusion, Alzheimer’s (disease), senile dementia; 

As a teenager, I used to read the daily astrological forecast in the newspaper. I would anxiously seek daily confirmation of what my day would be like and how I should react to these daily events.

While reading, I wondered daily: Who Am I?’ Do i really have traits of a Greek Capricorn, or do I have traits of a Chinese Dragon, am I an introvert, or am I an extrovert?

As I get older, I’ve noticed I’m neither an introvert nor an extrovert. Instead, I think I am as confused now as i was when I was younger, but most definitely I am more accepting of who I am even though I get anxiety when asked: What astrological sign are you?

Uhhh, is there such as thing as an astrological borderline bipolar personality?

Let me take another shot of Emergen-C.

At this very moment, I’m a self-professed “Innie-Outtievert”. When it comes to my personality, I am good with being indecisively, situation-ally both introvertie and extrovertie. And once the effects of the vitamins, antioxidants and electrolytes wear off, who knows, astrologically I may just be what i was last week Monday and what I will be next week Friday.

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I don’t consider myself “old” although I make excuses that I’m merely older. Deep inside, I am still capable of being the entire spectrum of a rainbow through misty rain and iridescent sun rays of the sun.

Still just recently, say for the past 3-decades or so, I have been paying more attention to myself by looking in the mirror of avoidance in a desperate futile attempt to disprove the physical reality of aging.

It’s funny. Nowadays, in the mirror, my reflection doesn’t say, “Man! You look great!”

Instead my reflection says, “You look like when I remember that time when you were in youthful love.”

My reflection says, “It’s not about looks, but it’s all about your state of emotions. Stay in touch with your emotions.”

Age marks are like the young lady next door who is kindly polite to me just because she’s her naturally friendly, courteous self bringing sunshine into other people’s lives. Makes sense considering she’s probably in her youthful twenties or early 30’s. I remember being that too!

Age marks like youth, is a reminder of once upon a time ago, and present time transitioning onward. We are what we are. Time is what it is.

So it’s 6:45 am Sunday and I feel awake for a change. Never mind that I’ve probably slept for 12-hours give or take 12-hours, because I sort of remember dozing, but don’t really remember what time I really slept.

To avoid being pinned for being forgetful aka “senior moments”, I just tell myself, no worries, don’t be tied to the clock. It’s another morning and in twelve hours, it’ll be another night.

Since we’re talking not being tied to the clock, maybe seniors ought to re-frame their concept of time and base time on seasons instead?

“Hey what time is it? It’s Spring of course!!”

You realize, dogs don’t wear paw-watches. They get up when you get up. They sleep when you sleep. They actually never seem to sleep but according to studies, dogs sleep a lot more than you think they do.

In fact, dogs sleep when you’re not really paying attention to them, such as when you can’t because you’re at work, or busy with your life.

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That’s why if you were a dog, with lots of sleep quota you’ll always greet your significant other in a jump happy sort of way! Globs of unconditional love with bright eyes and happy smile! Miraculously, 24/7. Your significant other would be sooooo happy! And if your significant other did the same, so would you!

As we end this morning’s thoughts, may I wish you lots of sleep everyday, be happy as a dog, accept those little age marks, just be your happiest self so you and others may enjoy happier days.

I have an Innie-Outtievert day!

STIGMA OF STIGMA

I hate to say this, but I’m stuck in the fraternity of stigma. STIGMA OF STIGMA.

The non-collegiate organization of life where Alpha and Omega is where I ended up: Stuck in the middle between the Beginning and the End.

It’s like being a piece of bologna stuck between two halves of country bread. Sort of there, sort of occupying something, sort of serving a purpose, sort of being ignored, sort of living on a pantry shelf waiting for a bologna lover to take notice of me.

I hate to say this, being divorced in the faternity of STIGMA OF STIGMA, you live alone. There’s no booze, no romanticized John Belushi, just the Blues Brothers of me, myself and I.

Being divorced is stigmatizing. Nearly a decade ago, I never struggled to fill in the martial status block of any form: Single. Married. Divorced. Separated.

Being divorced I struggled to fill in the block: Single or Divorced.

The toga party in my head played brain games. Slurred, “Isn’t that the same?”

A toga party is a Greco-Roman-themed costume party where attendees wear a toga with sandals. The costumes, party games, and other entertainment often adhere to the Roman or Greek theme. Wikipedia

“Divorce sounds so Omega”.

“Single sounds so Alpha”

Why don’t the Fed revise the blocks: Very happy. Somewhat Happy. Not too happy. Confused.

That would make things simpler.

Some casual friends who are very strict religious people adhere to the rigors of their religious doctrine. They live in the realm of blocks: You are single. You get married. You do not divorce. If you divorce, it’s bad news. If you divorce, you are an outcast and a resultant stigma will never let you forget that.

It doesn’t matter if you called it, or your spouse called it. It makes the flock nervous. So mostly, you’re labelled. You’re stigmatized. Frankly, that’s just the beginning of being stigmatized by the old world itself.

People are funny. What’s the first thing most people think when they hear that someone is divorced?

Yep. The chorus sings: “Ohhhhh?” “Ahhhhhhh?” “Hmmmmmmm?”

By contrast, you’ll never hear anyone say: “You’re divorced? That’s soooo beautiful! That’s soooo wonderful! It just brings back warm and fuzzy memories of my divorced day!”

People are funny. What’s the second thing most people think about when they hear that someone is divorced?

Yep. The chorus sings again: “Ohhhhh?” “Ahhhhhhh?” “Hmmmmmmm?”

Behind the polite smile you hear their thoughts. They’re thinking, I wonder why? I wonder who called it? It must have been this. It must have been that. Oh my! Was it criminal? Was it weird? Did he? Did she?

Or maybe, they were as weathered fallen leaves drifting down the flowing river, caught between ebbing white water, drifting apart, until they were too far.

Run from the divorced! Hide the children! Hide your spouse! Just hide!

I looked at the form. The Stigma blocks: Single. Married. Divorced. Separated.

What do I put down?

The lady next to me looks so peaceful, understanding, nurturing. Someone maybe I could share a warm cup of coffee over some rainfall on a dark and stormy night…

I mean, what do I say to this total stranger: “Hi, excuse me. But could you help me fill in these stigma blocks?

No. that doesn’t sound too good.

What about an honest approach: “Hi, excuse me. I’m divorced. Are you single, married, divorced or separated?!”

“How about a cup of rainfall over some coffee on a not so dark and…maybe, not so stormy night…or uhhh afternoon…or maybe on a bright sunny day in the courtyard with tons of people protecting you?

I know. RUN! HIDE!

The faternity of STIGMA OF STIGMA is no toga party. You won’t find John Bulusi’s Blues Brothers here.

For those who are divorced or about to be or need to be, and learning and struggling with it or through it, prevail. There is an end. More importantly, there is a beginning.

Be true to your inner self. Time is on your side. Allow yourself lots of time. Seek support, understanding, kindness and love.

Further reading:

Alpha (Α) and omega (Ω) are the first and last letters, respectively, of the classical (Ionic) Greek alphabet. Thus, twice when the phrase “I am the alpha and the omega” appears it is further clarified with the additional phrase, “the beginning and the end” (Revelation 21:6, 22:13). The first and last letters of the Greek alphabet were used because the book of Revelation is in the New Testament, which was originally written in Greek. Source: Wikipedia.

Further reading:

In Rabbinic literature, the word emet (אמת meaning “truth”), one of the names of God in Judaism, has been interpreted as consisting of the first, middle, and final letters of the Hebrew alphabet.

The Qur’an gives al’Awwal (الأول), meaning “The First” and al’Akhir (الآخر), meaning “The Last” as two of the names of God57:3.

SENIORS ARE OLD CHICKENS

By observation life is a pecking order.

They’re all around us. Birds, dogs, cats, tigers, humans. Chickens.

What separates the species is our developed sense of survival, and for humans; our sophisticated sense of masking realities sometimes known as bullshit.

Although I don’t speak bird nor dog nor cat nor tiger nor chicken, I believe when an aberration occurs within their pecking order, they generally will say cynically, “Oh crap! This is bullshit!”

And….walk away.

I think in general as a species, we do the same.

Being different is a lot different than striving to be different and full of risks of being eaten alive when you’re old.

In a simplistic sense, being different in old age is in itself not a bad thing as long as you keep to yourself. Courteous tolerance mostly prevails in a bus full of people which is no different than being in a dirt yard full of chickens.

In a not so simplistic sense, striving to be different is a bit sketchy if you’re striving to be different in a crowd. Striving to be different in a bus full of people generally encroaches personal space of people that will challenge their ire.

In all fairness with regard to the diversity of simplicity, the venue makes all the difference here.

The point here, is by observation, we live in a world of a prescribed pecking order. And this truism is especially pervasive for us older Seniors.

Within any realm of species, real or perceived, there is an under current of the pecking order which exists to establish order, expectations, and boundaries. It’s not to say that it’s all fair or all good but probably all founded on the premise of survival of the species.

Most species recognize that the one with the biggest muscle and the longer teeth, and often the most twisted-mind is not to be messed with as by now, it makes no sense to be “dead right” or “dead wrong” just to prove a point. Generally, most people understand the pecking order of things and try to stay out of harms way to ensure our survival.

In a simplistic sense, in the realm of being old, “seniors” are perceived to act and live within the sphere of reality perceived by others as acceptable.

It’s safer to be among the flock of old chickens. Generally, seniors find safety and acceptance within the same and generally recognize the pecking order even within this. Seniors are basically are left alone (not neglected) in the spirit of “Live and Let Live”.

By the time we become “seniors” we’re either regarded with courteous grace if we fit the bill of senior conformity, or regarded in utter contempt, if we dare to be different blasting society’s belief or expectation of how a senior should be.

The wild card is how far society tolerates its expectation of what seniors look like, how seniors behave and whether or not seniors co-exist in a society driven by a pecking order. Seniors by most expectations are expected to be quaint, quiet, gentle, non-judgmental (wiser) and oblivious to other species in the field of life.

Within the pecking order the senior chickens are expected to know their place, know their space, and pretty much stay there.

Within the pecking order old chickens and old hens just don’t tread on others particularly the younger, more dominating of the pack.

There was a brief time decades ago, between feeling youthful and feeling older, when for an inexplicable reason, the sight of old men bothered me. I don ‘t mean they “bothered me” like being the proverbial dirty old man, but more succinctly, they bothered me in the way of how they walked, behaved, and generally had an air like they can do anything they want and be excused for it because, just because they’re a senior.

This irritated me to no end. In the pecking order of things, these renegade old chickens seemed to me, were flaunting their self-pity and selfish entitlement. Perhaps this appeared to be senior arrogance.

It was seriously, easy to exclaim: Hey man! Senior Discounts doesn’t equate to Senior Liberties! Stand in line like the rest of us!

Do you get turned on when a old guy acts like a young stud? Or how about an old woman acting like a young stud-dette?

I recently saw an advertisement of a senior man who discovered an age-defying pill to make his body muscular and in world of body-building definition: Ripped!

I was impressed! But while his body was huge, muscular and ripped, his head was aged! It looked like a classic Frankenstein head-transplant.

Fortunately in the context of the advertisement, he was a living example of muscle revitalization, not senior libido gone wild.

I’m no expert on horny chickens or young-at-heart old horny men or old horny women but in the pecking order of things, old horny chickens running amok in a yard of young chickens and hens just seems perverted.

Pecking order or peck order is the colloquial term for the hierarchical system of social organization. It was first described by Thorleif Schjelderup-Ebbe in 1921 under the German terms Hackordnung or Hackliste and introduced into English in 1927.[1]

” The original use of pecking order referred to the expression of dominance in chickens. Dominance in chickens is asserted by various behaviours, including pecking, which was used by Schjelderup-Ebbe as a measure of dominance and leadership order. In his 1924 German-language article, he noted that “defense and aggression in the hen is accomplished with the beak“.[2] This emphasis on pecking led many subsequent studies on fowl behaviour to use it as a primary observation, however, it has been noted that roosters tend to leap and use their claws in conflicts.[3]

The term dominance hierarchy is often used for this type of social organisation in other animals.

“Pecking order is a basic concept in social stratification and social hierarchy that has its counterparts in other animal species, including humans, although the term “pecking order” is often used synonymously.”

Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pecking_order

HOW DO YOU TELL SOMEONE YOU’RE DYING?

Alone.

I’m told I’m a spiritual type. This probably means people who care about me, want me to have a place in this world and in my afterlife.

It tells me, they are telling me it’s okay I don’t do Church, I don’t do bible study, I don’t confess in front of other people to prove my commitment.

It tells me, they accept the fact that in my own search in understanding the fragility of humankind, I found also the brutality of our species as well as the capability of our species to love and endure.

It tells me, they understand my search to decipher doctrines, oral history, myths, prejudices, hate, decimation of other civilizations in the name or guise of a religion.

You can’t blame the barbarism of a civilization of any age, collectively or singularly. As a species, we’re full of defects. History just shows our egotism won’t give in. We’d rather decimate than admit fallacy.

Who cares if the broken skull found in an urban alley is deemed a crime scene or an archaeological relic of historic preservation?

Who cares if the broken skulls in the Catacombs of Paris or the catacombs of Cambodia are evidence of a finality we as a species will all succumb to?

Does it matter if such demise is driven by religion, prejudice, or something else more insane?

I happen to believe and do things with care about human kind and animal kind. I happen to care and empathize with too many people, too many situations, too many if’s and but’s, too many emotions.

When they cry, I cry. When they laugh I laugh. I feel sorrow, I feel fear, I feel anxiety, I feel loneliness, I feel anger. I feel like a sponge sometimes, soaking up stuff until I’m brimming with carrying too many loads emulating from too many people.

When is it that you have a feeling that carrying too much is too much. When is it that you feel as though you’re running out of fuel, your tires are worn and going flat, your ride is bumpy, slow, over burdened?

How do you tell someone you’re dying?

It’s said animals know when they’re dying and so do people.

An encyclopedia could fill up volumes of opinions, study, research into this so I won’t pile it up here. After all, knowing when you are dying begins with yourself. It begins with your inner self first.

It begins with an inkling. It begins when your buzzer for your Extra Sensory Perception suddenly chimes and in a rare occasion you don’t apply any gauge of skepticism. Instead, it’s an Ohhhh moment!

It begins with a sense of wondering if there is any sense to immortality.

Is there any rationale to immortality?

It begins when we realize, recorded history speaks of immortality but no one really knows of our outcome relative to it. Some may profess to know, and for those who do not, how much do we pull hair because we don’t?

It’s easier to be sheepish and just believe because the flock follows. Why so? Because they’re told to!

Either the enlightened or the insane speak of immortality. How in hell do we really know?

In all honesty, for the rest of us who don’t know, it’s just easier to just follow what sounds good to us? We are ever so hopeful, we will have a place among the Olympians.

Just having faith doesn’t cut it. Are we so pompous to believe our own immortality is a given just because secretly we want it so badly? Do we regard such immortality as a secret reward or secret entitlement?

Do we ever wonder if such desire may be delusional, or insanity fueled by own our selfish reasons to grant ourselves immortality?

Have you ever asked anyone who believes in immortality what they plan to do after they die?

Have you ever asked anyone who believes in immortality what they plan to do after their body is either buried or cremated or just left out to dry in the woods or out to sea?

If general human consensus is any indication, what concerns most humans is what kind of funeral they’re going have, how they will look, what kind of food will be served. Mostly, it’s stuff oral history is made of. Beliefs of what was passed down through generations. Never questioned, mostly just followed through.

Does immortality begin or end with a gorgeous funeral?

Do those who profess their own immortality know for certain what happens in their afterlife, do they know for certain that they are deserving to serve their Master be it spiritual or religious, or cult?

From what I have been told, they really don’t if they’re rational. This is a glaring contrast to those who chime away that their immortality is their right because they are chosen, that they are special, and they have faith that they will rise above all others.

It’s not my intention to debate such things. I am just asking.

So what is immortality?

Immortality as defined is, “the ability to live forever, eternal life, everlasting life, e.g. “eating the fruit gave the gods immortality.”

By contrast, it is easy to realize, the origin of immortality is first in the perspective of gods.

“That the belief in immortality has been widespread through history is no proof of its truth. It may be a superstition that arose from dreams or other natural experiences. … Aristotle conceived of reason as eternal but did not defend personal immortality, as he thought the soul could not exist in a disembodied state.”

Source: https://www.britannica.com/topic/immortality

Is immortality a part of explaining to someone that you’re dying?

There are stages to dying. The physiological process during the natural course of dying is the same for all humans. The deprivation of food and water due to the human body’s inert need or lack of need for food and water is accelerated with time.

Beyond this, how each person regards his or her immortality is probably not at all the same, but nonetheless it’s not difficult to see that the progression of dying and death itself is simple. It is the living who can sometimes make it more complicated than we really ought to.

The night air is still. The winds have died. Just hours ago the summer heat felt like a furnace scorching the earth and every living thing. But now, the night has cooled to restful calm. The night clouds look beautiful, comforting, and reassuring. Can death be so calm beautiful, comforting and reassuring?

There is so much anguish in the elderly in a care home. I shudder to think there is worse anguish in the privacy of a person’s home without professional attention, or worse, the anguish of the homeless and destitute on the street or some lonely isolated place on earth.

Do the anguished aging or diseased person have an inkling that they are dying?

Do the anguished aging or diseased person care about immortality? Do they believe they are chosen to have immortal life?

Do the anguished aging or diseased person know for certain of their immortality?

I don’t know. I am afraid to ask out of decency and respect of those so anguished and diseased.

I don’t know if I would even ask an anguished aging or diseased person if they believe they will live forever?

In the care home, I once heard an aging woman, diseased and curled up in her bed succumbing to disease, utter softly, “Why does God keep me alive?”

She brought tears to my eyes.

All I could do was stand there and say quietly to myself, “I don’t know. I am so sorry. I don’t know.”

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2019!!

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2019!!

It’s done. I am free! In the spirit of this website blog, I am voluntarily, enthusiastically, and happily retired! Yes, I have joined thousands of older seniors as we all embark on aging gracefully.

But really; it is said, we begin to age the minute we are born! We will all cycle in and cycle out. The secret is to live a decent, honest, healthy life and try to align ourselves with like-minded decent, honest and healthy people. Good intentioned people.

While we can admire life-models with all of its adversity and diversity, it doesn’t mean we have to do everything they do! Life-models can be “place holders” for our present mood, our present search for balance, our present search about life.

We don’t have to die to understand death, but we do have to live to understand life!

We can make it a life-long lesson to appreciate these life-models relative to our own milestones of self-awareness and growth. This includes all of our life peaks and valleys, and tribulations as it is with all human beings!

We can perhaps emulate those things that keep our spirit alive but try very hard to make it through life in one piece. There is no life-model who hasn’t undergone changes with both wisdom and as may be the case, regret.

Life is indeed full of risks. The trick is to choose your risks, but don’t take ill-conceived chances!

As I see it today, on this 1st day in January 2019 making it through life in one piece isn’t easy. We must applaud ourselves and others who embark on the new year in one piece. Certainly with gained wisdom or gained regret.

Behaviorist-Chef Anthony Bourdain


Bourdain, in Hanoi. He said, “I travel around the world, eat a lot of shit, and basically do whatever the fuck I want.”  Photographs by William Mebane for The New Yorker. All Rights Reserved.

Anthony Bourdain. Born June 25, 1956, New York. Died June 8, 2018, France. Suicide.

As I look back into the past, and look at myself in the present, I think of who I am today. Taking stock I am a realist, sometimes. I am pragmatic, sometimes. I am off-the-wall, sometimes. I am not perfect, all the time.

I want to find humor in both light and dark, and mainly insight in everything.

I don’t have screaming tattoos on my body, although I do have quiet scars on my arm as a careless reminder of a chain-saw that could have removed my arm a long time ago. And like some of us, I have my share of quiet scars from doing a well-intentioned life with emotion, love, naivete, and care.

As with wisdom gained, life is not fair but it doesn’t require us to stop being fair.

Pablo Picasso from The Atlantic. All Rights Reserved.

Pablo Picasso. Born October 25, 1881, Spain. Died April 8, 1973, France.

I’ve reached a point in my life where I can appreciate the runaway spirit of behaviorist-Chef Anthony Bourdain, and the solace of artist Pablo Picasso who is attributed as saying, “I wish to live a poor man, with lots of money.”

Self Portrait Pablo Picasso. 1907

There will be many more Bourdains and many more Picassos to learn from. There will be many more Bourdains and Picassos within ourselves.

As we leave the year 2018 behind. Take stock of ourselves and let’s head on out into the New Year 2019 in a good, well-intentioned way. I wish you the best and Aloha!

Photographer Judy Mikami, Molokai. All Rights Reserved.

Moon Shadow

 Moon Shadow

All Rights Reserved Cat Stevens in its entirety

A tribute to Cat Stevens.

This blog is about like-minded people. Us. We seem to share in the delight of diverse intellect which bonds us together.  Today, I want to pay tribute to the contributions and inspirations of a talented musician named, Cat Stevens.  From his journey, may we all be inspired to continue the momentum to inspire ourselves and others!

Lyrics: Moon Shadow

“Oh, I’m bein’ followed by a moonshadow, moon shadow, moonshadow—
Leapin and hoppin’ on a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow—

And if I ever lose my hands, lose my plough, lose my land,
Oh if I ever lose my hands, Oh if I won’t have to work no more.

And if I ever lose my eyes, if my colours all run dry,
Yes if I ever lose my eyes, Oh if I won’t have to cry no more.

Oh, I’m bein’ followed by a moonshadow, moon shadow, moonshadow—
Leapin and hoppin’ on a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow—

And if I ever lose my legs, I won’t moan, and I won’t beg,
Yes if I ever lose my legs, Oh if I won’t have to walk no more.

And if I ever lose my mouth, all my teeth, north and south,
Yes if I ever lose my mouth, Oh if I won’t have to talk…

Did it take long to find me? I asked the faithful light.
Did it take long to find me? And are you gonna stay the night?

Moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow.”

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“Cat Stevens wrote this [song] about finding hope in any situation. Be present and joyful. See life as it is, right now, and don’t compare it to others’ lives, or other times in your life. Every moment in life is rich and unique; whether we are aware of it or not, we are always leaping and hopping on a moonshadow – the inescapable present moment. If we are wrapped up in our whirlpools of worry and concern about what could be, or what has been, we are missing the richness of life as it is.

In the bridge of the song, Stevens seems to be speaking of faith, indicating clearly that, although he is experiencing this ecstasy in the present, despite all the losses and suffering of existence, it is the light that has found him, and not the other way around. He is surrendering to a power greater than himself – the “faithful light.” 

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“…He then amazed the world by walking away from fame and his career as a music star, to start a family and dedicate himself to charitable work.”

“I wasn’t too worried about what people thought, people would get to understand, gradually, I said to myself. After all, everybody knew I was ‘on the road to find out.”  – Cat Stevens

Yusuf Islam (born Steven Demetre Georgiou; 21 July 1948), commonly known by his stage name Cat Stevens, is a British singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist. He was born in Marylebone, London, England, United Kingdom.

In 1975 he nearly drowned in an accident in the Pacific Ocean off Malibu (California, USA). This was a significant life-changing event that serves as an inspiration for all.

Stevens described the event in a VH1 interview some years later: “I suddenly held myself and I said, ‘Oh God! If you save me, I’ll work for you.'” He had looked into Buddhism; Zen and I Ching, numerology, tarot cards and astrology”, but when his brother David gave him a copy of the Qu’ran, Stevens began to convert to Islam.

In 1977 he changed his name to Yusuf Islam upon becoming a Muslim. He stopped playing and recording pop music, and he and his wife devoted devoted themselves to charity.

In the late 1990s, Yusuf and his wife, Fawziah, established the Small Kindness charity in response to the devastating conflicts in the Balkans. The charity focused its efforts on the needs of orphans, widows, and families. Small Kindness continues to help vulnerable victims of humanitarian disasters and has received international recognition for its work.

In 2003 Yusuf received the ‘World Social Award’ in Germany from an International World Awards Jury for “dedicating his life to aiding the needy and the ill.”

In 2004 he was presented with the Man of Peace award by Mikhail Gorbachev on behalf of a committee of Nobel peace laureates for having worked to “alleviate the suffering of thousands of children and their parents and dedicating himself to promoting peace, reconciling people and the condemnation of terrorism.”

In 2006 he started performing again.

Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat_Stevens

Let us learn more about this legend?

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All Rights Reserved. Ms. Judy Mikami, Photographer. Molokai, Hawaii

In Hawaii, my formative years prior and during the 1970’s was by all accounts a shared experience with so many events and people of the era who inspired me. It was a period of time of sheer innocence (which I truly love and hope will never ever dissipate), and a kaleidoscope  of incredibly colorful stimuli in being exposed to changes which contributed to change in social, cultural, religious and intellectual thought!

It was an incredible motion of energies moving forward, lingering, impacting, and paving the way to re-thinking, re-framing, re-creating, re-transitioning from one awareness to many.

Many vehicles help to accommodate this transition: surfing, meditation, art, food, literature, television, people, fashion, cultural exchanges, war, protests, civil rights, nuclear power, conservation, scientific and medical discoveries, technical advancements, and MUSIC!

Music of the time, provided an abundance of “meaning” about social consciousness. Thoughtful and inquisitive meaning in lyrics, composition, and after-effect to encourage questioning, discovery, growth.

Amongst  many song writers and musicians, today I wanted to pay tribute to the contributions and inspirations of a talented musician named, Cat Stevens.

Let’s revisit history…

“Yusuf Islam (born July 21, 1948) is an English singer. He sang many of his early songs when he called himself Cat Stevens. He was born as Steven Demetre Georgiou to a Swedish mother and Greek father. He became a Muslim in 1977.[4][5] After 2 years, he took the name of Yusuf İslam. He has sold over 60 million albums around the world since the late 1960s as Cat Stevens or Yusuf İslam.

“As a waiter in his father’s cafe, he began writing songs “to escape the mundanity of it all”. Chart success was followed by adulation, touring, drug use, confusion, tuberculosis and, in the early 1970s, Islam’s changed outlook and an album called Tea For The Tillerman.”

https://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yusuf_Islam

 

 

Super Heroes Amongst Us!

Super Heroes amongst us!

Disclaimer: I have thought much about whether to use these famously            copy-righted media material and although  I am not legal counsel, I hope creative tolerance will allow me some wiggle room to post these magnificent illustrations to support this morning’s thought.  All rights reserved to the originators, illustrators and producers of this creative and intellectual  properties. This post is not for profit or intended to diminish the full purpose of these properties. Should I be asked to remove these illustrations i will respectfully do so.

 The appeal of cinemas’ Super Heroes is that on the surface, they appear to be rather….normal.  Much like you and I.

Sorry, let me correct: I must speak of normalcy within myself because you just might be a Super Hero and i wouldn’t know it. So in the realm of the cinema and real life, Super Heroes probably walk amongst us!

How so?  Deep inside I think we are all Super Heroes!  Watching the Super Heroes come alive on the cinema screen in vivid color and sound is mesmerizing!

“There comes a point in your moviegoing life where you look at the screen and then you look at the world and you ask, ‘What is going on?’ You want the movies to show you the chaos and mess and risk and failure that are normal for a lot of us. Generally, the movies hide all of that.” Wesley Morris
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/wesley_morris_429093

Can you not feel the adrenaline flowing as you weather the lightning and blizzard against the  formidable forces of evil. Can you not feel your hands clench into a fist of fury, your teeth gnash in anger, and your body tighten  profusely in dripping sweat as you dive head on into battling the forces of evil and destruction.

Do you not moan and gasp as you flinch from the deafening punch from your mortal enemy or the agony of being dragged then thrown airborne against a brick wall 500-feet away?

Is this not proof then, that you are genetically pre-disposed to see, think, act, engage and defend the very innermost core of righteousness?

Who doesn’t think or say after the flames of victory emerges in defeating the evil empire that the betterment of decent human beings has been defended?

Who doesn’t say within the realm of social acceptability that, “Wow, that was a great movie!”  Implying, it’s just a movie! But in many ways, the movies depicts a sense of reality. Our Super Heroes aren’t totally make believe.

Deep inside, you’re thinking. “Damn! I wish I had all those powers to kick ass against all the injustices of the Universe!”

In the end, you realize Super Heroes get bashed, they hurt, they bruise, they get exhausted, they sometimes feel defeated, but it’s all collateral damage that comes with the ultimate self-sacrifice. They know it. You know it.

In the end, you are no different than the Super Heroes, except they’re doing cinema, while you are doing life!

Being a Super Hero looks glamorous when they’re all suited up but in the aftermath of all battles, they really need a hot shower, some good food, a soft bed, and maybe if they’re lucky some recognition that their self-sacrifice will be meaningful in many ways long after the flames die down, and the battle field of our endeavors become fruitful, peaceful and beautiful. At least until the next round.

Out of the bag. You are a Super Hero!

Put yourself on the cinema and there you are doing life as best as you can, often relying upon Super human powers just to get by and to overcome the demands and adversity of every day life.  And if that’s not enough people less capable, less able, and less fortunate than you, call upon you for help!

Whoever you are, whatever is your situation, whatever your challenges, however difficult it is, you often call upon your most inner-most Super Human power to juggle all of this, to get through despite being driven to total exhaustion and covered with ash and sweat in the aftermath of these difficult life event, life circumstance or life situation.

In the midst of it all, you hear a higher calling for self-sacrifice.

So what is Self-Sacrifice?  What is this driving force that is so common in the Super Heroes of the Universe, and you?

Let’s find out.

Self Sacrifice is the giving up of one’s own interests or wishes in order to help others or to advance a cause or an ideal.

Self Sacrifice is the act of giving up something that you want to have or keep in order to help someone else.

Likewise, short of being a cinema Super Hero, there is a down-to-earth practical side to self-sacrifice. For us who are earth bound, be mindful and prudent not to “bankrupt” yourself; for doing this does not do you, or others any good.

This means be careful of the total depletion of your energy, your time, your sleep, your money, your relationships, your sense of self and decency, and your will.

If you sacrifice you must be mindful to do only what you may be able to, or capable of doing to sustain such limitations.

What do others have to say about Self-Sacrifice?

Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/topics/self-sacrifice

“I got taught a lot of great lessons by superhero comics as a kid about virtue and self-sacrifice and responsibility. And those were an important part of imprinting my DNA with ethical and moral values.” Mark Waid

“Nothing makes one feel so strong as a call for help.” Pope Paul VI

“Gentleness, self-sacrifice and generosity are the exclusive possession of no one race or religion.” Mahatma Gandhi

“For me, writing post-apocalyptic novels isn’t so much about exploding helicopters and fifty-megaton doomsday bombs as it is about the pleasure of dealing with the best of everything that makes us human: cleverness, grit, loyalty, and self-sacrifice.” Jeff Carlson

“For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice – no paper currency, no promises to pay, but the gold of real service.” John Burroughs

“Entrepreneurs may be brutally honest, but fostering relationships with partners and building enduring communities requires empathy, self-sacrifice and a willingness to help others without expecting anything in return.” Ben Parr

“Only an intervention by women around the world, with their innate knowledge of interdependency, deep listening, empathy and self-sacrifice, could possibly alter our species’ desperate course.” Anohni

“Parenthood is such a lesson in self-sacrifice.” Angela Kinsey

Back to the cinema: In the cinema the Super Hero will always face a future outcome. It is a future bringing hope and promise. These thoughts makes me ponder of the future entrusted with the youth of our planet.  As it has always been. One generation succeeds another. We must give more weight to our youth to make our world a better place, their place to live and flourish.

“More and more – especially the younger generation – are functioning outside the binary concept of gender. That’s just next-generation stuff.” Anohni

“In movies, there are some things the French do that Americans are increasingly incapable of doing. One is honoring the complexities of youth. It’s a quiet, difficult undertaking, requiring subtlety in a filmmaker and perception and patience from us.” Wesley Morris

Youth, The Super Heroes of Our Future

“We must act in unison and rising above politics on the question of development of the country and empowerment of the youth to raise them as future leader in every field of our national life.” Shehbaz Sharif

“The power of youth is the common wealth for the entire world. The faces of young people are the faces of our past, our present and our future. No segment in the society can match with the power, idealism, enthusiasm and courage of the young people.” Kailash Satyarthi

The Super Heroes of today will not live forever. In their place, in their bestowed wisdom and power as they had acquired, they too shall pass it on to their successors.

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https://www.marvel.com/articles/games/new-korean-super-hero-luna-snow-arrives-in-marvel-future-fight