Seems like an eternity since I was able to collect my thoughts enough to put them down on “paper”, although in this format they are MUCH more legible, and far less confusing by the stream in which they joogle forth from my consciousness. Consciousness……there’s a thought worth pondering. We spend part of our lives unconscious in order to rejuvenate and refresh, yet our minds are bongling around with a gazillion and one thoughts that our consciousness dropped on the doorstep of our unconsciousness and then left the unconscious to manage how the pieces fit together and then grundle them off again into the conscious, where our consciousness either complains of being tired, or simply forgot what it was in the first place is was boogling.
Granted, the last several weeks have put the whammy on me and bashed my serenity like King Kong on a bender, but I’m hoping things have reached a peak, a plateau, if you will, and some sense of peace shall prevail upon the lands once more. To be determined, of course, but then there’s always that bunch who insists on trying to plant their “I’m Your MASTER” flag on my peaceful spot. Thus far, have been able to fend them off, but of late their attacks are becoming more vicious. But enough of that. I hear their flag fluttering in the wind, and I choose to plant my own, albeit it’s not exactly a flag per se as much as it is a mental image:
Something that occurred to me just now…… I’ve given in to the temptation to get all in a blither about all that’s going on, that I’ve lost focus. I ask for your forgiveness for that. I have veered way off course and must now find my way back. Might take a while and a several rabbit trails, but hopefully will be back on the path to weirdiousity soon. Prayers and thoughts are always welcome.