Make A Random Statement About Something Nobody Should Care About

[claws]

I dunno, the glasses are obscuring the eyes a bit. Who's the creepy dude in front of you? 

[ER]

frogs frogs frogs water buffalo frogs

[Gabriel Knight]

I need a vacation.

[claws]

Windstorms outside. Gonna be a joy riding with the bike to work today. 

[ER]

Been too cold and rainy to run outside, so I been swimming laps but there's no salt filter and the chems in the pool are drying out my hair. Guess it'll be an indoor treadmill til spring for me. Blah.

I ever tell you guys I get down if I don't play at least a few sets of tennis a month? It's been too long.

I'll always wonder what would have happened if I'd turned pro.

[ER]

There's nothing happening til tomorrow. I have little with me here and it's cold and eerily quiet and there's nothing to do but stay still and not violate silence's ownership of this place.

[LilCerberus]

On this day in 1941, The Nazis disappointed an awful lot of American Nazi sympathizers.

[ER]

On this day in 1941, The Nazis disappointed an awful lot of American Nazi sympathizers.

Of the many mistakes of the supposedly brilliant Hitler----persecuting the most intelligent group of people in his country, allowing the British evacuation at Dunkirk, invading the USSR, sleeping through D-Day---declaring war on the United States was by far the stupidest.

[LilCerberus]

On this day in 1941, The Nazis disappointed an awful lot of American Nazi sympathizers.

Of the many mistakes of the supposedly brilliant Hitler----persecuting the most intelligent group of people in his country, allowing the British evacuation at Dunkirk, invading the USSR, sleeping through D-Day---declaring war on the United States was by far the stupidest.

Not sure if it was Hitler's idea or not, but they had a treaty with Japan at the time. The reason being (I assume) would've been because both nations hated Russia.

[Alex]

On this day in 1941, The Nazis disappointed an awful lot of American Nazi sympathizers.

Of the many mistakes of the supposedly brilliant Hitler----persecuting the most intelligent group of people in his country, allowing the British evacuation at Dunkirk, invading the USSR, sleeping through D-Day---declaring war on the United States was by far the stupidest.

Not sure if it was Hitler's idea or not, but they had a treaty with Japan at the time. The reason being (I assume) would've been because both nations hated Russia.

The Japanese were scared of the Soviet Union having had their arses kicked at the battles of Khalkhin Gol and has signed a non-aggression pact with them. The Japanese military had been split into two camps, one wanted to invade the USSR while the other wanted to seize south east Asia. Following Zuchov's easy destruction of the Japanese troops, the northern faction lost face and the south east faction won out.

[LilCerberus]

So, I got this metal unibody clarinet over the summer for ten buck, plus ten bucks shipping & handling...

Last month, I scored a deal on some Valentino peal & stick pads for twenty bucks, which inspired me to refurbish the whole thing in one night best I could (albeit, it's pretty obvious, it's my first time)...

So, since then, I've been watching eBay, & I've been seeing unibody metal clarinets in a lot worse shape for a lot more money...

[chefzombie]

it's very cool to make your friend cry in a GOOD way.

[VenomX73]

Like, Scooby...

I wish I had a chocolate cake cake right about now!

[ER]

I have a slight headache from lack of sleep. On the plus side the birds here are amazing and some tiny swallows are flying incredibly high and I could sit cross-legged on the ground and watch them for a long while. (And hope none poop down on me.) Some people make fun of me for watching the birds but I think, how can they not? They're so free up there, they do what we never can. We hurry through life down here, we work, we war, we contend, we think we know things, but birds...they live in the sky.

They live in the sky.

They're amazing.

The soil under me is like tiny grains of sand. Odd. Once you break the surface it spills through your hands like water and doesn't even leave dust behind. This used to be a sea floor. Probably will be again. What isn't temporary? Nothing.

And in a flip of that thought nothing isn't temporary, nothingness is permanent. It's probably the only permanent thing. Is God then nothingness? Nirvana is often said to be just that. At one with extinction. In the beginning was nothing, in the end is nothing. Science and religion agree there. Atheism will get you there in one life, Buddhism in a million.

Lacking trees the wind here does not hiss, nor is its flow broken. I grew up with hills, flatness disturbs my inner wa.

The air smells of dry nothingness.

I been reading the ancient Stoics and ruminations on Taoism to help me find contentment in the moment but what works best is compartmentalizing my thoughts.

Here.
Now.
This.
Abandon concern on the things that lie beyond you.

No. No, not my way, I am part of now and my actions help create it. That's how I see us all. Why turn from writing your verse in the great song?

You know what my favorite meditation is? Not to exclude and turn away but to see all. Sho-giu over sun-yin.

My father is a good Stoic in the ancient not modern sense; though she does not know it my mother is very one with the Tao for an Irish Catholic. A certain mid-Causal entity I could name used to label my mother an Old Soul, while my father and I were said to be caught in the sturm und drang of the soul-age of Maturity, the soul's ongoing teenage years, said to be like a tiny storm-tossed boat across a sea of lifetimes. My mom? She's reached the distant shore and can be in the calm sunshine. I have a long way there yet.  I probably trip over my own feet lifetime after lifetime.

If such things as serial lifetimes exist, and in mutliverses governed by string theory, perhaps they do.

Perhaps they don't.

My mother teaches by unconscious example; I teach by living a life that makes a stark cautionary tale. Do not as I have done, dear children!

Ultimately I am not a good master of life. Neither am I a good humanist, Christian or chaser after logic. I think I'm a good friend. A good mother. Maybe.

Maybe I'm a good version of me, I don't know.

In the end I know I have one talent and it may be my undoing. I am loyal. That is my talent, I am loyal. If I love you, love you forever, even beyond death. If I love you I'd die for you. If I love you, you can hurt me because of that love. I'm a prisoner to my own best trait.

And I've never felt I had a place in time. Time feels all at once to me, yesterday, today, it's not a good way to have to live, being a parahyperthymesiac. I think more about yesterday than now. Yesterday, the past, is my cage and my trap.

And though yesterday has its lessons, now is more important. Now is what those lessons are there to help shape for the better.

Sunset.

Namaste.

[LilCerberus]

I'm bringing this up again...
Popular belief is that Hitler murdered "SIX" million people, but it was actually more than "TEN" million, As there were another four million nobody talks about who just didn't fit in.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nazi_concentration_camp_badge