Blechhhhhh! to ...I Feel Better. Protection and Strength to You All.

 I feel compelled to write and put it out there on my blog for probably nobody to see. I left Twitter and can't post this there. Why did I leave Twitter? Because I got so very tired of the waiting for justice that just doesn't come. I felt strung along and along and along. I was tired of constantly being outraged at this or that. Being on Twitter, it was in my face all day long. Why is Marjorie Taylor Greene still in Congress? She is a vile and obscene human being; why on God's green Earth is she allowed to grace our revered halls of Congress? It's mind blowing. Mitch McConnell, the embodiment of evil grins gleefully how his only job is stop everything President Biden wants to do. It's all so damn sad and terrifying.

What happened to the Greatest Generation mentality? Why don't we care about our country and the greater good of all? It's all me, me, me. My rights. My, my, my...

We lost the "We."

What a strange time in history. I do think we are all "battle" weary. This is a battle, a battle against COVID, a battle against false information, a battle for normalcy, decency, goodness, democracy and simply, a battle of good vs. evil.  Good vs. Evil. 

Evil lurks subtly and loudly. We are getting hit in all directions and we don't even know it. From the faux patriots flying their flags off their Ram Trucks proudly displaying their white supremacy, to the cyber attacks, misinformation articles attacking our brains and prompting those readers to act in ways they never have before in their lives (ex. Jan. 6th), and then there is the Havana Syndrome where our diplomats are getting attacked with illness. 

It's a new war. There aren't soldiers shooting at one another, it's a spy, stealth attack that gets us from within. 

When are we going to wake up, come together and unmind-eff ourselves? Evil forces have been so easily messing with our brains via social media; it has been to damn easy for them. There have been no reigns, no barriers to stop them. We have been lab rats and the evil experiment was a success beyond their wildest dreams! How else could a diaper wearing scum bag drug addled mobster become president? Smoke and mirrors made him look larger than life. They even made him up like Malibu Ken and posed him as this successful business man that cared about you. I'm angry. I'm angry that America was toyed with, I'm angry that he served his full goddamn term and a half million people died of the corona virus under his useless watch. 

I'm veering off course here. I'm just sad and weary. I think I'm not alone here. With the Delta variant looming, I'm bracing myself for the horrible anxiety and moments of sheer panic that this virus could kill me. I'm totally vaccinated but you never know. And that is the fear, the not knowing anything for sure.

I'm sad because my boys live far away due to being in the military and it is hard to stay connected in a real meaningful way. Texting and calling aren't enough for me. I need to see them in the flesh. I need to have dinner with them and if they get married and have kids, I want to hug their babies. So, there is that sadness.

Work is work. Unsatisfying, and at times miserable. Am I too old to change course? It feels like it is.

I stopped running due to my degenerative bone disease. Why accelerate the inevitable? So, running is done. I bike, yoga, swim and walk.

Boy, this is turning out to be a depressing diatribe. Sorry about that. I can be quite funny, but here you'd never know that. Ask my co-workers about a joke I tell in a thick Irish brogue; I don't know what makes them laugh more just listening to me talk in my brogue or the joke itself? I like to make people laugh. I hate to see other people be sad.

What the heck am I babbling about?

Well, I babbled here. Do I feel better now?

Sigh. I guess I do. The birds are singing out of my window and there is a sweet cool breeze blowing on this July Sunday. I have my Summer Breeze Pandora station playing and at this moment, this very moment I feel a bit peaceful. So, maybe...

I had to let it out. Spew on my pity pot and get it out. Then, now, it is time to get up and get out.

Do something. Get up and do something. Here's a Hawk Feather to you on this Full Buck Moon to offer you all protection and strength. My hubby found this biking and felt it was important to offer and share.

Okay. I'm out!

Peace.

Susan

We Need To Do Some Mind Sweeping

 A part of me craves for the time without the internet, without our cell phones (which you might as well glue to our hands), no computers, no thousand stations on our TVs, and whatever else has really changed our brains and life. 

It truly has changed us.  I have trouble sitting down and reading a book, something which I truly loved to do. Nothing seems to hold my attention long enough. Why? Is it because I’ve become accustomed to the rapid fire headlines on Twitter? Maybe. Why do I need to constantly look at my phone? Twitter, email, news, weather app? Why do I do that? Is it to fill space, empty spaces of time? I hate what the cell phone has done to young people how they are constantly looking down at them rather than looking out to the world or in to someone’s eyes.  What have we all been missing?

Are we truly living? 

On the flipside, we have gained much knowledge and our worldview became expanded. We are all connected and need each other to keep this earth going. We can connect with people from all over instantly and that is really cool.  On Twitter, I have learned much from the people I follow but have sadly, learned to be wary of anyone that brings me down or too far afield.  The web has too much power and influence and bad actors have taken full advantage of that. This is the part where I don’t know how we get out of it. 

The evil force of disinformation is a powerful consuming beast.

Can’t we recognize that this is truly our biggest threat? How disinformation can trigger, trigger, trigger until it drives people to do horrible things? We need to shut down social media sites until we can figure out how to sweep them free of the dangerous influencing articles, posts, and ads.  Mine sweep it all ! 

Then we can enjoy the new technology, enjoy meeting new friends and learning of different cultures, and rid ourselves of the emotional monkeys that have been heavily perched on our shoulders for way too long. 

Can you imagine this? Imagine feeling worthy and loved and not filled with outrage and hate toward another? Imagine that. 

Well, if we can’t make this happen, we have to find a way to do our own “Mine/Mind Sweeping.”  We have to be careful who we communicate with, be protective of our egos and find the joy.  

Find the joy and when you do, make more of it.  

Peace and joy to you! 

Simply Susan.