Tag: philosophy

Wake Me Up

When it’s all over – when I’m wiser – when I’m older

I use to believe that a criminal was someone who broke the law. And I still believe that. However; it has been brought to my attention that a person is not considered a criminal, unless they have been caught and convicted in a court of law. The latter description leaves a person patting themselves on the back for being smooth. I would call that ex-military man smooth. I am working on my vocabulary. And a way to be more effective in this world that I live in.

Everyone has their own limited perspective. Hence……

I am awake. I am not woke……

****** I just read a post by an adjunct professor who had been raised by missionaries. Oh – missionaries. She gave a great description of how her parents traveled to foreign countries to teach the heathens about the Lord.

Why do people show up and believe that God arrived with them. Maybe in their suitcase.

The post was good. But it was AI generated. It would have been a great post, if it didn’t have the vocabulary, grammar and design of a machine. She sold her soul – to IBM. It could be temporary, as I do believe in salvation.

I believe I will wake up – when I die.

Until then…….????????

Personal Waste

I do not understand the New Gringos. But I have witnessed it over and over. No desire to assimilate into the culture of the country.

A ride to the beach use to be like a dream and now it’s a nightmare.

I don’t care to elaborate on this freaky manner that tourism and immigration (progress) has caused.

After surviving my life’s traumas I woke up to an unrecognizable world. But I am not “woke”. According to Trump the KKK are good people. Homeless people are sleeping on the sidewalks, dying from phentanol, and some people think all white people are bad and all black people are good.

I give up. I surrender. It’s best for me to work to have a good day and be kind to the people in front of me.

To provide details of the misery I have created for myself, would be stirring the cauldron. I can’t straighten this world out. Kimberly and Kristy are behaving like mean girls, but chances are they are oblivious to their ignorance. And Ellen can remember when. I do too. The change is horrific. The people on the beach are being bull dozed over. Pura vida.

I know my heart. I am not greedy or jealous of anyone. I don’t even understand those two character defects at the moment. I can’t imagine being angry at some poor woman trying to feed her kids. Or hurt some child; not wanting them to experience a lunch, in the school hours. I’m not fearful. That’s the worst. And the best.

The answer is meditation.

Aesthetic

Self Portrait

This screen shot of my media pics, at a glance, are the most representative of my life at this moment.

I am taken back again. Over and over. Never disappointed at the changes in our lives; our world.

I came to Costa Rica to be an aesthetic and live with the Indians. That happened and it didn’t happen.

God gives and God takes away…I am not God.

I have a brain. I will assume that you have one as well. Artificial Intelligence is bizarre to say the least. No vision, no artistry, no spiritual connection.

Artificial

Who am I?

Screenshot

I am Cheri Eagerton Royal/JBug……..

Yes, this is a screen shot of my instagram page – @everydaypaparazza. I googled myself. This is who I am. Or I should say part of who I am. A good part. Almost a 1000 photos of beautiful people. I interacted with many that I did not know. It was so much fun. My camera has always helped me to communicate with others.

Continue reading Who am I?

the devil

You can always take constructive steps to improve your position. – Sometimes God does for us what we can not do for ourselves.

Hello and welcome to my world. – I believe that if life gives you lemons. Make lemonade. That is partly what this long running and sometimes read blog is all about. Writing is my lemonade.

If I am going to put focus on things that will make me feel truly fulfilled as a person because earthly things won’t – that entails – number one – my relationship with God. I meditate. I put my antenna out there seeking the vibrations of spirituality. Goodness. A detachment from the earthly.

Amen

Iditorial

The moral dilemma: Does good always win over evil?

I am reposting this blog for a reason.

I skim through blogs and read. Idiotorial caught my attention. I followed and I am glad I did. It too is a personal blog.

At first, I gasped at her thoughts. But I knew they were important to her.

She is halfway around the world from me. Living, breathing writing.

There is much to be learned from others.

100% AI Free

Making this choice is not difficult for me. Being born an artist I wouldn’t have it any other way. I am missing the boat that they’re on and they are missing the one that I am on.

Circulo ~

At one time, here in Guanacaste, Costa Rica, a ponga was the way to go on the water. It was all you needed. One oar would do, if that was all you had. Get on the water and cast your lines. Fish were over abundant here. The coastline left behind, in a world of speed. Fast people living fast lives, simply were not here.

Now, the boats, people and construction is moving at a pace, equivalent of the sound breaking barrier aircraft of my youth. I lived in the country. Cecil Airfield was down the road. I would be sitting by the pool and here a boom. An aircraft breaking the sound barrier. I paid no attention. Why should I?

Today as I type, the boom here is evident. My sleepy village is alive. It’s a snake swallowing its tail.

El Mar = Vida

Daily writing prompt
How often do you say “no” to things that would interfere with your goals?
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This is a loaded question. I can say no, but I’m not stiff with my time. I go with the flow. An eclectic cartesian point rules my world. It points towards the sea. Everything else is what happens while I create my goals. Giving my time is Love.

Agape

Daily writing prompt
What was the best compliment you’ve received?
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This was written by a friend of many years. He is on his way out. We all are. I have a deep love for all humanity. I do what I call SAMM. Surf, art, music and massage. I get many compliments. But just yesterday, I got the best ever. A young man told me he felt I had a gift for helping others. He said, “it’s not just your experience. I believe it’s a gift you have.” As much time as I have spent with people, I know this was not a schmooze. But sincere. It was deeply meaningful to me. It felt superlative.

I have a goal of agape love. What’s yours?