Harness the Power of Social Media

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.

The horse is harnessed, but the rider has a problem.

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.

I am reaching out.

But it’s random. The people who are suppose to read it, do.

It’s about my perspective; take it or leave it.

We are individuals, that the world works to harness, saddle and corral.

Run wild and be free.

It’s not an easy thing to do these days.

Seek people who are like yourself.

Friends are the best. But everyone is not going to be in your tribe. Don’t waste time people pleasing.

If you want to be somebody ~ Be yourself

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.

Changing My Mind ~

I have the power, within myself, to change. My mother use to always say, “a leopard can’t change it’s spots.” It made me feel locked into my life’s patterns; to the most negative aspects of my psyche.

I had to have help realizing that, I am not a leapord, and I can change. As it turns out, I am a turtle.

This is Not a Dress Rehearsal

At my last attempt at 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

When I was 25

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The only pictures I have are in my head.

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.

I was thin, with long, wavy hair. I was on a spree of sorts. T was the drug of the day. Continue reading When I was 25

Is it the way in ~ or the way out?

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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?

Do I Want More Traffic?

IMG_4690Word Press inquires, do I want more traffic? My answer to them is no. There is plenty of hustle and bustle in the world, and my blog is off the beaten path.

I am a like a “broken record”, an antiquated term from age, old technology.

I’m busy seeking serenity. You can find it deep in your heart and under the nearest shade tree.

Find it now, or find it later.

 

 

Up Close and Impersonal

18237935_10212576551150337_7672371408306905436_oHighway 90

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.

*Instagram might take days.

*Why be in a hurry, to go nowhere.