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posted on Aug, 30 2009 @ 10:45 PM
Welcome to the thought journal.
The following content should not be taken as factual.
Everything typed by me applies to me.
I simply wish to record my days thoughts.

Any and all are welcome to add to this journal.
All I ask is no bashing, and make your thought known.
Your thoughts are yours and I am happy that you have decided to share.
Have fun.

Today is subjective.
I only know it's today, because I read it on a calendar.
How do they know what day it is?
They don't.
They just assume, that because they invented the calendar, they can tell everyone else what day it is.
Time for that matter is nothing more than a construct.
A day, is in fact nothing more than the planet we live on making a full rotation.
From our perspective, we see the sun go up and go down.
The same can be said of the moon and the stars.
How arrogant of us to think that they were moving around us.
It's us that moves around them.
If the rotation was just a bit longer, or shorter, would our method still be the same?
For that matter, would we even exist?

We readily accept that someone is keeping time, so we go along with it.
In doing so, we become a slave to it, or rather those that invented it.
My life is not determined by how much I can do withing a certain time frame.
Alas, today is today and tomorrow will come, but yesterday is something we will forget.


I was watching a clip of StarWars today.
I found it amusing to pretend I was a Jedi.
After my flight of fancy, I decided to do the real thing and meditated for about 2 hrs.
I felt like I need to charge my batteries.
I did my best to connect to my inner self.
I had an experience.
When I was through meditating, I tried to focus my energy and see what would happen.
I felt pretty good.

Sometimes, I don't want to hear anything.
People talk to me about stuff I already know about.
They keep on coming though.
I get frustrated having to constantly repeat myself.
I know it's not their fault, so that means I am really irritated by myself.
I just want people to think for themselves.
I don't have all the answers.


posted on Aug, 31 2009 @ 09:11 PM
Perception is 9/10ths of what people think about you, even if that perception is inaccurate.
It seems like someone always has something to say.
They should look in the mirror first, and see how other people see them, before they look down on others.

I am really sick of commercials.
Nuff said!!

I learned some uses for pet food bags today.
I found a good one on

I love that site. A lot of useful info there.


Have you ever felt like you have too much junk laying around.
Sometimes, I feel like I should just sell everything and begin again.
Nothing like utilizing that expendable income huh?
I really need to organize a bit better.

I think that Coldplay is awesome.
I love their music.
Very deep.

posted on Aug, 31 2009 @ 09:18 PM
I think this is awesome! Thank you!

A few of my thoughts today

What am I going to do?
How much more can I take?
Okay I can be strong and I thankful for all that I have!
He didn't just say that to me!!
It feels nice out today.
Awww the leaves are falling...did we have a summer really?

I wonder if anyone else notices that time is flying?
Can I help you?
I have to stop and get gas after work...better grab a gallon of milk too.
I wonder if my son misses me?
I better do the dishes and get some laundry on
I so tired....
wonder whats going on over at ATS
that looks like a cool thread....

[edit on 31-8-2009 by Greenize]

posted on Sep, 3 2009 @ 11:41 AM
Tuesday was a bit of what goes around comes around.
A person that has given me a lot of grief in the past because I caught him being dishonest, has gotten his reward.
I can't say how many times I gave this person another chance to do the right thing. It got to the point where I had to tell them, don't do it in front of me, because if you get caught, I will not lie to protect you.
I gave him enough rope to hang himself, and that is just what he did.
Now he has been hung out to dry, by his own doing, and by being filmed on camera.
Told you so @554073!!

posted on Sep, 3 2009 @ 11:54 AM
I shared a lot of personal insight with people on Wed.

I did so by making several copies of my haiku and and random thoughts, handing them out to certain people that I thought would appreciate it.
I got a lot of positive reactions.
Most of which consisted of, "That's how I feel".
Some were struck by how deep, just a few words can be.
I am nothing special, but I am adept at putting my thoughts to writing.

A friend at work and I got into a lot of conversation about our own personal values and whatnot.
We see things eye to eye.
He made a comment I would like to share.
While it sounds judgmental, and I told him that, I don't really think it is.
"Have you ever thought that we are the sane ones, and everyone else has lost it?"
I answered yes.
Even though I agree with it, does not mean that I see people the same way.
I liken my perspective to my own personal need to know who and what I am.
Some people just don't really care, and seeing them in the work environment is not accurate indication of their thinking and behavior.
"All of us put up barriers at work." I told him.

[edit on 9/3/2009 by reticledc]

posted on Sep, 4 2009 @ 05:22 PM
I was have been reminded of my childhood lately.
While I did have it rough, home wise, I miss the Everglades.
I was truly free. No one could find me or hurt me there. I was a part of the land.


I wonder what it is that makes people ignore you when you are trying to help them.
I keep telling this person, the same thing over and over again, but they never listen. They have to do things their way, and it does not work. When the get burned, the are angry with me. I told you so @554073!!


posted on Sep, 11 2009 @ 05:16 PM
I had a crazy dream about being someone else.
I was working with this young woman.
She had a time machine.
It could rip open a hole in the fabric of space time, and I dove into it.
I traveled through time to fix a family I don't know.
It was the person I was in the dream's family.
I fixed everything, except his son discovered the secret and was pissed I did not tell him sooner.
He asked me How I knew certain things before they happened.
He asked how i could make some sort of gadget, and then a few years later it would be out there for public use.
How did I know?
It was a crazy story.

I still feel like crying, every time I see a video of that horrendous day.
Oh the humanity of it all!!!
Why are humans so thirsty for the blood of their own kind?
It makes me sick.
Google ænema by tool.
Sums it up.


posted on Sep, 11 2009 @ 05:46 PM
It's our actions that make us "alive"
It's our thought that makes us "exist"
But which is in control of which? Or are they in cahoots?

When I look at the grass, all that I see is grass. Why is it then that when I look in the mirror I see so much more? Does a human being have the innate ability to find truth, yet at the same time be stuck in disbelief? I think yes.

When I think of all that I am, nothing comes to mind. It remains a blank slate because I am change. We are all change. We are erosion. We are mother Earths skin. We form her conciousness. We are but a part of a whole and not a whole ourselves.

What is it inside of me that makes me yearn for more? For all science cannot find it. Where is it? What is it? Where did it come from? And what is its purpose? Does it exist simply so that I can think? So that I can question and hence learn? For what are we but dirt scattered amongst the surface if we do not question and learn?

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posted on Sep, 11 2009 @ 07:39 PM
I love the smell of cinnamon. I have a pot of water on the stove, cinnamon sticks are inside.
A fragrant aroma is filling the house.
Sometimes the little things make me feel best.

[edit on 9/11/2009 by reticledc]

posted on Sep, 13 2009 @ 09:56 PM
Sometimes I feel like just selling all my junk and taking off.
I work and struggle to live where I am. Why not do it someplace nicer?
I just might do that one day.

posted on Sep, 13 2009 @ 10:13 PM
Indy didn't do as well as I would have hoped today. Atleast they came out victorious though.
Why do professional athletes thank God after they make a good play? I don't think He watches sunday night football as adamantly as we all hope. Nor do I think He participates in fantasy leagues.
My nephews are something else. What possesses a kid to flash his rump and yell "surprise" at somebody he doesn't even know? Why are kids so playful and worry free as compared to adults? Why aren't more adults more like children? Sure, deal with your responsibilities but have fun with life too.

BTW, I love this idea reticle, thank you.

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posted on Sep, 14 2009 @ 12:12 PM
I sit here reading these posts and find it fascinating that some of us don't
mind a bit "talking off the top of our heads". Kind of fun relating and
guessing someone's mood.
Background music. I have it playing softly, but I hear it most when it stops.
It's like part of my daily routine that I don't pay attention to until it's not
there. Smooth jazz. Jazzily smooth. Soothing.

Speaking of the smell of cinnamon, do you know they're bringing out a
new fragrance that smells . . . like "freshly cut grass" ?
Supposed to relax us.

God, I feel like jumping into a giant banana split !

posted on Sep, 14 2009 @ 12:59 PM
Have you ever been privy to one of those "Nigerian" e-mails ?

Bugs the hell out of me. "You've been chosen to inherit $17,600,000.00 !
It's been setting in our bank for years, and because your last name is
spelled the way it is, we've decided to get this money to you as soon as possible. Just send us your full name, address, telephone number, and
your Social Security number and we'll get this right to you."

Makes me want to send them one of my own. "Hey there y'all ! Don't
worry none bout sending that there money over here cause me and my
kousins are a'coming over thar to a'claim it. My name is Billy-Bob-Jump-
Back and I'll be a'bringing my kousins Bubba, Killer, Joey the smasher,
and Wacker along. Don't fret none bout meeting us at the airport, cause
we knows where y'all live and we'll find y'all. Please have everything
ready as my kousins get real cranky when they travel and they've been
known to chase wild pigs ten mile for fresh bacon. Well y'all, thanks agin,
and we'll see ya soon. Do you know if'n they let you fly first class if'n you
done kilt someone afore ?"

Just my little peeve.

posted on Sep, 14 2009 @ 03:18 PM
reply to post by SIEGE

Nothing more loathsome to me than the smell of cut grass.
Except perhaps feces, vomit, or death. I rank it right up there with them.
I got myself a major migraine to day. My neck is messed up from an accident and that causes some serious headaches.
Work exacerbates my condition even more.
I think I'll stay home tomorrow.
I had to work with a total moron today.
Lazy, slob of a person.


I really enjoy goldfish.
I love fishes cause there so delicious.


I gave my friend a spare knife from my go bag for his camping trip last week. He came back today and told me how much it came in handy.
He brought his four kids along and they had a blast out in the wilderness.
I wish I could have gone with them.
Soon I will have to have an excursion of my own.

[edit on 9/14/2009 by reticledc]

posted on Sep, 14 2009 @ 03:47 PM

Originally posted by reticledc
reply to post by SIEGE

Nothing more loathsome to me than the smell of cut grass.
Except perhaps feces, vomit, or death. I rank it right up there with them.
I got myself a major migraine to day. My neck is messed up from an accident and that causes some serious headaches.
Work exacerbates my condition even more.
I think I'll stay home tomorrow.
I had to work with a total moron today.
Lazy, slob of a person.


I really enjoy goldfish.
I love fishes cause there so delicious.


I gave my friend a spare knife from my go bag for his camping trip last week. He came back today and told me how much it came in handy.
He brought his four kids along and they had a blast out in the wilderness.
I wish I could have gone with them.
Soon I will have to have an excursion of my own.

[edit on 9/14/2009 by reticledc]

You sound as if you need an excursion. I didn't much care for your take
on "the smell of cut grass". You sound finicky and quite intolerant. Let's
go back to your first post in this thread, . . second paragraph. The thing
about no bashing. Hmmm . . . .

posted on Sep, 15 2009 @ 04:13 PM
No bashing, just an opinion on grass. I really do not like the smell.
I find it quite intolerable.
Even the thought of it makes me want to puke.
I'm sure there are people out there that dislike the smell of cinnamon.

Yes, I do need a vacation.

"You sound finicky and quite intolerant"

Please do not make accusations as to the nature of my character, as you know absolutely nothing about me or my life..

I will do the same.

Nothing to get upset about.

Random thoughts.

put em down, be a clown, turn that frown, upside down.

posted on Sep, 15 2009 @ 04:34 PM
Okay. I like your thoughts when they come randomly anyway.

( "Had to work with a total moron today. Lazy, slob of a person." )

But yesterday, you have to admit, you were a bit hard on everyone.

Wanted to say thanks for a good thread. Hope it grows. Great idea.

posted on Sep, 15 2009 @ 05:40 PM
reply to post by SIEGE

If you knew the person you would agree with me completely.
I was merely stating a fact.
Any way, dead horse beaten.

I have recently discovered that cassava(yucca) is high in b17 vitamins.
I made it for the first time last night and I enjoyed it thoroughly.
It almost tastes like potato.
Gonna make some more tonight.

posted on Sep, 16 2009 @ 08:20 PM
I have found a new goodie to munch on.
I recently began getting spaghetti squash to substitute some of the pasta I love to eat. I was throwing the pulp and seeds out.
The pulp can be used for cooking, but the real treasure is the seeds.
There ain't too many seeds in a spaghetti squash, but sometimes you strike gold.
And gold they are.
You can roast em and eat them just like pumpkin seeds.
They are softer so you can eat the whole seed and not scratch your bum on the way out.


I have been fascinated with paperclips lately. I don't know why, but when I get my hands on them, I can't stop trying to make things out of them.
I have become quite the wiz at picking simple locks with them.
More than that, I find myself stealing all the clips around the job so I can make little figures and creatures during idle time.
They are really useful and fun.
My favorite are the ones with the colored plastic coating.

Here is one of my inspired creations
The green bits are paperclips.

My art. Clicky

[edit on 9/16/2009 by reticledc]

[edit on 9/16/2009 by reticledc]

posted on Sep, 19 2009 @ 04:41 PM
Hoping around again.
Work is nothing more than a dictatorship when you are punched in.
What some bosses seem to forget, is that their position and title mean absolutely nothing outside of a work environment.
If I don't care anymore if I keep my job or not, that boss has no power over me whatsoever.
As long as I want to keep that job though, I must hold my tongue.
There is though another option. Do exactly what that boss says, even though you know it's the wrong thing to do. Do it, but before you do, document it.
Write down, the name, the time, the date, and the issue, and your opinion.
I find that if I follow the bosses instructions they wind up screwing them selves.
When they question the action as if they didn't know, I would repeat to them "Hey, it's what you wanted".
If they deny it for the benefit of a higher up, then break out the notebook and spout the facts. It's kind of hard to fight against that. Even though it does not provide proof, it will show you are keeping score.
That will create an entirely different set of problems though.
As before there are solutions for them too.
Keep jotting down those facts, and when the time comes, you've got a journal of recorded indiscretion, stupidity, and incidences.
The fact of which, it can do well to establish a pattern of behavior, of stupidity or discrimination. Either way, something nice to present on your day in court. Your boss can only hope to be as well prepared.

Forget the digital voice recordings though, they are inadmissible.


I've been brewing a lot of lemon grass tea lately.
It tastes and smells soooooooo gooooooood.
I actually get a tiny little buzzy feeling.

We have been feeding a stray cat outside for the past few days.
We always see running out from under the car, when we go to work in the mornings.
I wish we could catch it and find it a good home. We would keep it, but we already have 4 cats, and they are a handful.

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