memyselfnie

Not happy honda day’s, not anti-Christmas pc slogans forgetting,

changing or hi-jacking into a season of selling yourself to the

highest bidder.  Not the spirit of contention (arguing just

for the argument)  or commercializing, politicising, weaponizing,

presuming, or assuming.

Just good will to men.

You know, real Spirit.  It’s not just a saying, you don’t buy it in a

store, it’s not under a tree somewhere or wrapped in a package,

even dropped off by fed-ex, or a guy in a red suit, it’s actually

in you.  So let it out.

But not here, it’s not  gonna be the cash crop, just can’t miss the

opportunity.  It’s like the plague or something, seems there’s always

a reason and it’s always growing like a weed, whether it’s just a

nasty look, just crossing the street to avoid someone, or

just a justified personal affront, there’s a contagion jumping

around putting attitude blinders on us all.  So me, I’m fighting

the power.  Tis always the season… 🙂

It’s the spark that animates existence,  so common we take awareness

for granted, and can not exist without it.  In the gift of Life, there’s a

single point of being (you are a me), an individual of untold numbers.

We assume arrogance and ignorance by forgetting that,

but there is a lot of tree in every forest, and a lot of ones in every

number.

Reality is; only because those who can do, those who can’t do anything but.

That includes complain (some most bitterly), not because it’s hard, but

because it’s easy.  Because we all have what it takes to do whatever it is

that we actually do, even if it’s just sitting behind some grassy knoll

taking potshots.  So, what are you doing?