Post Apocalypse

Do you ever think of your post apocalypse archetype? When the shit hits the fan and you are left to deal with the aftermath, who will you be? What skills do you bring to the tumbleweed communities that will gather together? How are you going to be represented in that scenario?

Signs

Life is often filled with little signs that try to promt you into action. If you don’t respond to them, they tend to disappear or. ecome a part of the landscape. Then a bigger sign will come by, and another, then a larger one, then maybe a neon one, till eventually, you hit the “DEAD END” sign and all options feel off the table. You’re left scrambling around trying to find anything that looks like a path.

Who do I think I am

This post has been long in the making. I have thought about it a lot since I started this blog. Who am I? What are my core beliefs? If I had to summarize who I think I am and what represents me, what would I say? It’s easy, but tough, because we are complex beings, for the most part. We aren’t black or white, but a myriad of colors that reach across a spectrum.

Missed intentions

People in FB drama groups are weird. Because of my past groups, I’m subjected as a topic of discussion these drama groups, even though I have left any and all groups associated with the topic of the groups I started, and post nothing about it all on my personal FB, it still doesn’t remove meContinue reading “Missed intentions”

Pandemic pessimism

March 13th was the last day I went to an office to work. Since then, I have mostly been at home, attempting to stomach the news of the horrible administration that existed at the start of the pandemic, the world in general, and people overall.