It’s Been Awhile

It feels good to be here today.  There is a lot going on out there, and in here.  One hundred people died yesterday with Coronavirus.  That is over 3 people per hour.  With them scurrying for ten thousand more beds, no end in sight; it could be like past outbreaks that have left thousands dead.  Myself, the littles cuts that happen have been over bleeding.  With infection setting in.  Like I’ve never seen before; violent times.  Logically, in this neck of the woods, the world power intent has been at an all time high.  Bound to end one day!

My painting skills are improving.  I’ve changed my focus from Journalist to Artist.  Loving everything I do, and learn.  I’m still full of hope.  Which does tell the story.  Keep warm, eat healthy, and stay active.  These are the keys to good health…

PS:  Soon I will post one of my paintings for you to see!


TBaffled - cartoonhis is quite an experience this morning.  It triggered the response, “find and define how you’re feeling”.  First thought, feeling is different than emotion.  Feeling, so far for me, has been being grounded.  In my reality, in tune with my body, and baffling.  I’ve also learned it takes being free of intoxication, eating healthy, and staying free of romance (mindless seduction).  I realized how solemn I am.  I was able to identify some of my feelings (beside myself, but feeling).  Remarkable how finding a word can bring a consciousness of what I am feeling because of the choices that have structured me into who/what I am!  Putting ourselves back together after trauma or addictions is to break these circles of spectrums that have us tore apart.

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Sept. 8th, 2019 – The enRealityd of the line:  the motion has stopped; they sit waiting.  Unaware of why, but knowing; justice is coming.  Things are kept calm because suicide is their escape…

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Where Lucifer Meets The Prodigal Son

The story of Lucifer,
I had to wonder:
which dimension are these people from?
Next, I met him:
the devil, 
while learning of the Prodigal Son.
There was a mental block 
that kept these two from being brought together:
a loss of cognitive thinking;
it really does matter.
the devil's dark depth has manifested;
who's always looked the same;
with another mental block,
another loss of whole being...

by:  Geraldine Therrien

Chop Suey

With today being American Chop Suey Day, I have decided to share the Canadian Chop Suey recipe I was taught with you.  Being taught to use left over roast beef gravy; I use bouilloux in my roast beef gravy for added flavour; then, plan the chop suey for the day after the roast beef dinner.  Using your choice of beef steak, and some celery, onions, bean sprouts, soya sauce, and rice or pasta.  Brown your steak on both sides, adding celery and onions, cooking until crisp and meat is done to your liking.  Add the gravy, let warm up; then, add soya sauce (enough to darken the gravy), and bean sprouts.  Cook another five minutes.  Serve on a bed of rice or pasta of your choice.  I really enjoy the angel hair pasta.  It’s a fast dinner on a busy day!  If you try this, I hope you enjoy it as much as I have…  PS:  Use a nice amount of celery along with onions – to taste the celery.  PSS: canned gravy or pan gravy from browning the steak will work also.

Martin Luther – This Day 1963

Aug. 28th, 1963, Martin Luther King., Jr. delivered his speech.  His dream to have all colours of people treated equal around the world.  Since I read this prompt this morning, I have had a few details run through my mind.  First is, he had a dream, not a reality, and he was slaughtered.  Second, his sir name was King.  Just like Elvis, the King of Rock and Roll, and Michael Jackson, the King of Pop.  Along with Prince, the King of Soul.  In my country, there has been equity laws enacted that has given people these equal rights.  But, they still are not up to these laws in the area of financial equity.  They still have services below the poverty line; with estranged requirements, and ways of doling.  While they are over paid.  But, this violation is starting to manifest – effect those in power.  Along with those through the ceiling.  We must remember, it took five hundred years to develop our civil rights.  Faith, and time, will eventually deliver the wholesome results which have always been intended by most people.





Fellow Bloggers

008With it being Canada Day, eh,  I always feel for the Native North Americans.  Maybe, some will have a table at the park.  The community I live in has a Festival of Nations.  At one time, it lasted for the week.  The recession has taken a lot from our community, (They all just got a big raise).  One year, I purchased this hand made doll.  It’s about three inches long.  The craftsmanship is remarkable.  The young Native teen who sold it to me said you make it for your little brother or sister to play with.  On top of the colourful fabric is the beautiful bead work.  You can see the star with a bead on the blanket.  It also has ear rings.  The one with the beads were more than the plain, but when he billed me, he charged me the lesser price.  I asked him , “are you sure?”.  “Yes”, he012 (2) replied.  When I walked away, I looked back, and seen his hurt.  There was nothing I could do (forced poverty).  I’ve thought about it for these past years.  So, if I purchase something this year, I am ready.  Something I can put  with my little doll.  Another treasure of someone’s story for my box.


June 23rd, 2019
Eighteen-sixty-eight, this is the year, on this day, the first typewriter was patented. Being an excellent typist, I have a love for typing. Seeing the letters form into words, into sentences; it’s a writers glory. The prompt today mentions how typewriters have evolved. From keys, to electric balls, to the laptop, it is commendable. On a personal note, it took me from 1981/82 until 2012 to get a laptop. I love it, but find myself more on my Galaxy Tab A, or watching my smart TV. My goal setting of writing and painting has developed a little more time. So, I am going to be working on some short stories instead of daily prompts. Bye, and hope to see you soon in the realm of fiction…

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Blue WhaleJune 20th, 2019
With today being National Cream Soda Day, my writers itch had no scratch. But, when I read about the National Eagle Day, there was an effect. The wheels of thought started rolling. Along with the din of controversy. The first time I seen the eagle as a national representation, it shocked me. The bird looked like a cold blooded killer. With it’s eyes on its prey. Gliding like smooth liquid on top of the air currents. Its powerful talons ready to capture its next meal. Strong, confident, and striking in its plume; it’s survival. As a nation, like my own, we are to give this land back to the natives. The United States of America does not have the right to survive as a nation. Memory loss has a huge impact in this. Just for fun:   the Blue Whale, which is on the extirpated list, would be an excellent choice. It is the largest animal known to exist at 98′ long and 173 tons in weight. In time, all of the countries in North America will be similar to the blue whale. It all seems so blue, but in the end, it is true happiness.

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June 19th, 2019
After a couple of days off, the daily prompt was brunt. It’s Juneteenth – Abolishment of Slavery in Texas. Eighteen-sixty-five, marks the year. But, some didn’t let their slaves go until late into the year. Throughout my life, I have experienced some situations. Like, piece labour. If your not working at an accelerated pace, you don’t make minimum wage. Also, the competition. Literally, standing on my back – hard labour. Until the day I became disabled. Then, it evolved into something much worse. Considered part-time, at full time hours. Being paid less, and without any benefits. Nurses today are hired as part time, to avoid the high wages. Which is a solution to the problems that have been made by themselves, and our very own government. They have no right to complain. Especially, when the liberals paid prescriptions for all who don’t have the benefit. This had really offended the rest – “How dare they!”. When we are taught, what we take for ourselves, we have to give to others. With none of our social services being up to the poverty line, they are all criminal. Sad part is, they are only looking for more for themselves. Which, brings us back to the Scrooge, the Grinch, and the same old – same old some people talk about. Many of us are their slaves. Starved, beaten, and left for dead, in poverty, in the streets.
After all of this, it is also National Candy month.  These have been the reasons why some people experience sugar binges.

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