1 John 3:13
Do not be surprised, brothers and sisters, if the world hates you.
8/30/2021
See the human kindness
At 2:04 begins the incident. How the guys around him react is remarkable. They help him up and give him another try.
Check this out:
Pretend like the people waiting in line are burgers on a grill cooking. If the cook only tended to the left side of the grill the right side would have burned. Setting off the alarm. The customer who is yelling is the alarm.
When faced with fire and an alarm, most people would first try to put out a fire. To focus solely on stopping the alarm and let the fire burn I don't think would be the typical response.
***notice he says if I drive my car...and I was just walking by. Makes this encounter questionable***
8/27/2021
Pattern verification
Noticing how people operate from a framework. The mental dilemma comes out, but the person trapped within the performance believes their insecurities are undetectable. Because the framework creates their stage and is built to showcase desired reactions. The reality is verified by reactions. Verifying reactions based on the people who are susceptible, gives a false sense of certainty. Being certain this reality is real seems to be important more important than truth. If truth becomes an obstacle that needs to be concealed. What follows is the established pattern of delusion. It brings comfort to the deluded because it appears to confirm, like the framework that has been built, a reality.
8/25/2021
Safety. Hazard.
Went into Hemet Monday night. The new median on Hwy 74, has created a few road hazards. People strolling across the lanes, not in a hurry. I think they feel safe because the center island. Two seperate incidents of people dressed in dark clothes casually crossing a dark highway. The other hazard; cars driving on the shoulder toward oncoming traffic with their headlights off. I'm thinking they were taking the short cut home so they don't have to go to the median turn out which is a 1/4 mile up the road from their driveway. Turning off the headlights so they don't look like they are a wrong way driver (ahem).
8/19/2021
Balancing the imbalance
The address on our fence had one of the numbers hanging upside down because a nail fell out. It has been hanging upside for the past several months. This week someone bent the upside down number to wedge it into place so it stays upright. They must have drove by one too many times and it was bugging them so they had to fix the imbalance.
8/17/2021
Dragonflies
Had 25ish dragonflies flying about this morning. Birds flying over. I even noticed an emerald figeater beetle. I heard its slow stead hum. Next I get a phone call from SCE (power co.) saying we are experiencing a power outage at this address. Next I got an email detailing the outage, but the power never went off.
8/14/2021
8/13/2021
Nature speaking
Last night my son heard an owl hooting. It was loud and consistent. He went outside to look for the owl. When he got outside he notice dark smoke on the ridge line. The smoke...I look on the Riv Co fire incidents website to see the location. There wasn't a listing for this area. I called the local fire dept. To see if anyone reported it yet. No one had called in. My call alerted them there was a fire. I thought it was interesting because it was the owl making a racket near my son's window. He went out because of the owl. Nature looking out and communicating. It took on a spiritual aspect when I found out no one else had called in to report the fire.
8/11/2021
Reptile eyeball cabachon (planter jewelry)
What I did with one of the cabachon eyeball's.
I suppose I could call it planter jewelry.
The frog is basking in the glow of the protective eyeball.
The plants seem to like it.
Armadillo Oompah-pah
I drew a picture of an Armadillo who became an accordion, to play lively music.
Liars want to get caught to keep lying
When a person lies efficiently and people believe the lies. The liar feels the emptiness and needs to create a scenario to get caught. The liar getting caught isn't what they are seeking. The liar wants to fill the emptiness. Using the lie creates a false sense of human interaction, the emptiness remains. Why is that? The liar wants to be able to continue lying.
8/10/2021
What denial creates
She started speaking. Relaying information. It was like an update. Just the highlights of a recent event. It was a one sided conversation. It didn't have any of the hi, how are you's. It wasn't a conversation. It was never a conversation. It is like how people talk to a person in a coma. Spending time but not relating to a person. That is how her family dealt with her. Not because there was a physical or mental health condition. There had always been a disconnect. The lingering effects of deep denial. The many failed attempts at trying to break through the invisible wall. Each failed attempt seemed to reinforce the denial. Making it seem believable. That was the goal, believability and not having to admit to feeling loneliness, fear, abandonment. The denial kept the emotions from forming into sensations.
Thoughts produced by sleeping
I was asked if I've ever used a personal ad to meet someone. I said no. The convo included several people. A few were laughing about an unheard joke. I was trying to collect my belongs to leave. One of the people involved needed a ride home. Out of nowhere a person requires I leave immediately with them and my next realization is I'm walking though a poorly lit mall. Without being able to see the natural world outside I couldn't orient to the time of day, or the season. I headed toward what seemed like brightness but it didn't reveal an exit. I walked back toward a dark corridor. Found the door to the outside. Like a typical dream moving around and being here or there doesn't always follow a chronological order. Somehow I ended up where I started with a different group of people talking about familiar topics that seemed to make sense, but I didn't know any of the people. I got word about the person I was supposed to give a ride to, was waiting at a restuarant, that had recently moved to a new location. It was daytime but there was no traffic. The restuarant was on what seemed to be an old farm on a dirt room. I found a place to park but couldn't find the entrance. I walked up a staircase thinking if I had an overview I could get a better perspective. It wasn't helpful. When I tried to go down the stairs I was blocked by two humongous cows. I climbed over the rail and jumped to the path I figured would lead to the entrance. When I turned the corned I was at the back of the building. I decided to leave. While driving on the dirt road I noticed a rock cluster. It looked like a drawing, that was outlined with thick lines around the pile of rocks but it didn't have a framed border of where that image ended and the natural world began. An adjustment to the eyes and the thought process to realize it was strange and impossible.
The dream seemed to be about me not knowing people and places. The familiar topics and places. The people seem like people I know, but I really don't know them for various reasons. Me trying to comply with strange demands that have no purpose. Places that don't have usable or accesible features. Tasks that don't begin or end just left with a feeling of unending uncertainty, and unsolved requirements.
8/09/2021
8/07/2021
A metal pole
This story is layers of information that create more questions.
It first caught my attention when it mentioned the guy came back with a metal pole. While driving through San Bernardino years ago. I saw a guy chase and attack someone with a metal pole in a liquor store parking lot. It was like watching a low budget martial arts movie. I think it was an aluminum tent pole. So that is one type of metal pole. The other type of metal pole would be a Pollack who likes heavy metal. The visual of the guy being told to leave and later comes back with a heavy metal Polish dude, and he gets shot by an armed security guard hired to protect a diner. A diner. Where people buy cheeseburgers and fries. He probably asked to use the bathroom. The story goes on to say he was in a wheelchair, but could spontaneously be healed and walk like he had Benny Hinn on speed dial. In all seriousness the guy was shot and died, a wild ending. A metal pole. \m/ \m/
8/06/2021
8/05/2021
Pondering the recipe review
I was reading recipe comments to see if anyone had ingredient substitution ideas on a recipe. Some of the people commenting poured out their feelings into their review. One shared the recipe reminded her of a meal she had on an airplane. Another spoke longingly of wishing she could have added the jalapenos, but because of her children, she would never know that spicy deliciousness. Another told of how she put the dish together before church. One pointed out the proportions of the ingredients, saying it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the main ingredient because of the 4 bell peppers on the list.
Most of the comments were about pleasing a husband, or a family gobbling up the meal. The comments tinged with memories or resentments, made me wonder if the writers were real people, or writers using the forum to develop a character idea. So I thought of what character I could develop using the recipe review.
The suicidal comedian. This will be my last meal. If I time this right my autopsy stomach content reveal will look like a kaleidoscope.
