Saturday, April 26, 2014

Unusual weather maybe caused by certain people!

Someone told me today in Ural mountains snow fell heavily most than 130 years. The person also said that perhaps a shamanistic powerful person lived there and attracted this type of weather. This location is also where of the meteorite fell maybe the meteorite falling there was caused by the vibrations of this same person.

To me, that is a sobering idea, that there are people who actually affect the weather around them! I once had a friend tell me that where ever he moves to, snow will fall, immediately! Yes, I saw this in action, in south Texas, no less! He better not have moved to Miami!!

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Away go the PC computers

Away go the PC computers? Not really, but I have discovered the wonders of an iPad Air! And trying out multiple to-blog posting apps. One posting app to rule them all, now if this Thing works, I can spend much more time actually writing and more than 140 characters instead of working my way through four blogs opening each one, one by one.

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Thursday, April 17, 2014


Trying the ipad blogger app.  Looks ok.  Sad now that Flickr does not share anymore with blogger.

Tuesday, April 08, 2014

all that remains.

All That Remains.

yes, today at lunch, the lunch director saw a lady get up from her table and go to bathroom, then she saw another lady come over and pick up her food and place it in her walker box.
Later, as this lady always picks up the salt and peppers from the table, she walks all around behind me.
After I cleaned up and everyone is gone, I go back to my hat, on the back table, where I had set a desert on this hat.  the desert was gone.

I once read that 30% of all people who grew up in the great depression hoard food under their bed.  the Wound is Deep.

the director told me, on another day, that her own mother was like this, she would warp up *every* leftover meal scraps and put them in the refrigerator to Save.  One the night before a two weeks trip to a distant relative, after the chicken dinner she saw mom getting ready to save up every scrap.
"Honey:  we are going away for two weeks, it will spoil badly and stink up the fridge, do not do this, just toss it out.".
her reply, with Great emotion, "but I *HAVE* to do this"!
she did, every bit was saved.
I guess when you raise 5 kids, in the Great 30s depression followed by war rationings, you have this hoarding instinct go right down to the Bone. 
when you get older and a bit senile, ....

this might be all that remains!

for her, the food stealer, or the Mother, to change, might be near impossible.  the apartment and house might be littered with rotting food but any changes; not to save, are seen as deeply irrational, as one might need this stored food soon!

wanna know how this goes?   well have you ever looked in the want ads for a place to rent?  finally you find your Place after three weeks of daily paper-read.  *now*:  on the next day, at your new home, taking a break from unpacking, do you go immediately to the want ads?  aha!  I thought so.  betcha you go there for a week too!
and that is a *little* habit-addiction!
--how about 15 to 20 hungry years, with five kids, and you and kids often go to bed a bit hungry.
NOW this Thing has gone down to the quark particle level!

---in the afterlife, you might hoard until a barn is full, for years, until the rest of your soul Gets The News that it is ok not to save!

Tuesday, April 01, 2014

a reason why many seniors get angry, bitter, or depressed!

I just had, today, another insight as to why many seniors seem to get angry and complaining, a lot.  the old bitter man syndrome.
actually very simple:  as one gets older one becomes more set in their ways of self-concept.  thus the difference between their "I and not-I" becomes more and more evident.

Then anything "not I' becomes threatening to that self-concept of theirs.  this makes them hold on to their self even the closer.
   I listened, today, at lunch, my three seat-mates go on and on and on, for maybe 30 minutes, about how "so-and-so" does this stupid thing and how someone else is a jerk.  I soon found a way to get up and leave.
  also, as the times become ever the more "modern", the gap between one's self made up of 1970 stuff, gets more at odds with the modern 2014 stuff around them!
  some seniors do a "machine-gun" hold up their index finger and rant at and to God and to the world, if you were to plug this finger into an electric socet it might power the city for an hour or more!  other turn this inwards and sulk in Gloom and moroseness.