Posts Tagged ‘habits’

LET US WAKE UP BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE!

March 1, 2017

Human intelligence fluctuates with habits. We become what we hear, see, and are told.
“They” have to dumb us down for us to be fixated on what the advertisers are selling. The perfect face, the perfect body, perfect sex, the perfect home, the perfect toy, the perfect wardrobe, perfect furnishings and electronics, the perfect car, and so forth.

Really? Do we really need to buy because the money machine tells us to do so? Buy it all and then die young from the stress in trying to pay for everything. This is not a joke!
Stress kills.

Should we really think it is entertainment to go to the mall with our children and friends? Where is the hell did we get that idea? Oh, never mind, I know.

Black Friday – REALLY? Grey Thursday? Technological what day? Let me grab my wallet and go buy a bunch of prettily packaged up JUNK made IN CHINA. It will last long enough to get the next model of stuff out so our new purchases will be outdated.

We need to open our eyes. Get out of the “habit” of buying! Material things come and go. Love is forever.

Pretty simple.

My friend

August 30, 2016

I’ve had more than a few people request that I post this particular thing again – and so I will!

 

MY FRIEND

You’ve been my friend for over forty years. Still, we teeter between love and hate.

You were with me for the good times. You were with me when I was down or in pain.

You were my friend when I was lonely and felt I had no other friend.

You gave me courage when I felt insecure, you made me forget.

You’ve been with me to heaven’s gate and then to the gates of hell.

It seems you’ve always been near, within my reach.

 

At times I hated you, but just when I thought you were gone for good, little by little,

You subtly sneaked your way back into my life.

You’ve always had your way with me.

You, my treacherous friend sometimes made me turn into someone else, a monster.

You made me seething with hatred and anger.

You made me think I wanted to kill myself.

You stole my will.

You made me see from a perspective that was not my own.

 

You sucked the life from me and yet I found myself calling on you again and again!

You invaded every area of my life, took me up and then dropped me down again.

You usurped my energy and spirituality.

You took my creativity, my intellect, and my motivation to be me.

 

When we parted you still affected my days and nights. I thought I needed you.

You almost killed me more than once with your reckless and distorted control.

You lure me into that altered state of consciousness, to be drunk.

To sleep the perpetual sleep, never perceiving reality.

Never to see the true shining star shining from within.

 

John Barleycorn. You are alcohol, the devil in disguise.  You and your associates will not

steal my life again.

 

You are socially acceptable. You are legal. I still tarry with you now and then, but you are

NO FRIEND OF MINE!