I was reading in WordPress management areas. They have many ideas for making money and getting your blog out there, for the masses to read. I have to laugh, because that’s the last thing I would want to do.
I do enjoy people reading my journal, and sharing bits and pieces of my life. But it’s like everything else; too many people just creates a cluster.
But it’s random. The people who are suppose to read it, do.
We are individuals, that the world works to harness, saddle and corral.
It’s not an easy thing to do these days.
Friends are the best. But everyone is not going to be in your tribe. Don’t waste time people pleasing.
Don’t compare your insides, to other people’s outsides. Meditate. Form a relationship with God. Be true to yourself.
It’s a long hard road. Stay out of the herd. Even Warren Buffet knows that’s the beginning of the end. When Warren talks people listen!
Read. Educate yourself. Cherish the night, but avoid the dark. Be a light. Help others.
Love God with all of your heart and Love your neighbor as yourself.
People first ~ Money second
*It’s 3:40 in the morning. I am in my study, in my cave, which is in my garden. We create our lives, with our thoughts. That’s how I got here, at this moment, in time. I am thinking of technology, WordPress, change, life and love. I am grateful for my fisheye farm platform. It assists me. It is my friend. * I normally use my own photos, but all of these intriguing shots are, from the FREE Pexel Pics. — I wonder what it will cost me.
In my last writing, I posted my previous life’s commentary, in a short and incomplete manner. I have a plethora of questions going around a race track at a syrupy slow pace. I tell me self to not think. It was too much for me, so I found a positive image and slapped it on the page. Continue reading This is Not a Dress Rehearsal
I was hanging out at Jax Beach.I remember where I was on my birthday, because I had the thought, more than once; 25 is a quarter of a century. And like only the young can do; I believed that to be a long time.
Life can be confusing. I re-play the tapes and ask myself, have I done the right thing? In the end, I let it go. The questions with no definitive answers, become a dark, cavernous maze. It’s a waste of time. Or is it? How do we learn, if we don’t question? Continue reading Is it the way in ~ or the way out?
Traveling through Georgia, in a rusted Toyota, I had the chance to stair out of the window for hours. I saw a lot of what people call nothing; fields and trees, old barns and dangerous looking machinery. The Willacoochee River makes me think of cotton-mouth moccassins and the silence of canoes.
But when I saw this car, I saw a ferris wheel and dart games, the drive in movies, and a drag race. There was a chocolate covered ice-cream cone at the Tastee Freeze, drive-thru.
Daddy Let You Mind Roll On ~
*In the back x-tra cab, I had my Canon and a few lenses. But I walked down an embankment, smelling the stench, of a rotting carcass, with my iPhone 4 in hand.