Boredom

How many poems can one person write being bored?

Let’s find out shall we.

One poem for my husband, wherever he is.

1 poem for my daughter, who is the Tik Tok Wiz.

One poem for my cat, who patiently Waits my lap.

One poem for my neighbor, who is the kindly chap.

One poem just because. Because it is something to do.

One poem became a limerick. Not sure if that one is true

One poem for my mother. The greatest of the dames.

One poem for my brother. Brilliant in all he claims.

One poem for my friends. Two more for my f o e s

Three poems for the devil. Because he definitely knows

Who to send the next poem too.

It could be Steven. It could be Sue.

But alas, no more, the last one goes to you ️ ☺️

The witching hour

The buzz of the alarm goes off. It is 6 a.m. Wake up!

Morning routine. The Daily Grind. It is 5 p.m. Go home!

Nighttime routine. Dinner. TV. It is 10 p.m. Go to sleep!

The buzz of the alarm goes off. It’s 6 a.m. Wake up!

Morning routine. The Daily Grind. It is 5 p.m. Go home!

Nighttime routine. Dinner. TV. It is 10 p.m. Go to sleep!

Stop. Listen. Breathe. It is 3 a.m. The witching hour.

Anything and everything is possible during the witching hour.

3 a.m. is when I draw inspiration. Power.

Make it last. Minutes tick by. Let the inspiration Tower

It is so fleeting, the moments turned sour.

The buzz of the alarm goes off….

It’s okay.

It’s okay to be wrong, when everyone else is right. It’s okay to not have anyone agree with you. Always remember that, it’s okay.

This morning I have been meditating and praying. Something that I often do in the mornings. As I meditate and pray, I contemplate why I am a believer when most of my friends are atheist.

I am talking about really smart people. People with college degrees. People that have contemplated the same things as me and other human being. And they have come to the decision, that there is no higher power. And that is okay.

Why do we all have to agree? We struggle with different religions and different beliefs, but when someone is a non Believer, why do we attack them? It’s okay to not believe. Just be a good person. Isn’t that what it’s about? The Golden Rule?

Now in 41 years of life I have been through some shit. I have multiple sclerosis. I do not walk. I can barely see. I survived being on life support for 6 days, I’ve been through some shit. I’ve been addicted to Every chemical on this planet! Okay, not bath salts. They were a little after my time. But through it all, the one rock that I have is not my husband. It is not my daughter. It is not my parents. It is not my friends. It is my belief in a higher power. And I know many think I am silly for this. And that’s okay.

Many asked me, how can you believe in a book that was written thousands of years ago by human beings? The answer is simple, I believe everything in the Bible is an allegory. I do not believe any of it is meant to be taken literally.

Yeah, there’s some stuff in it that’s just silly. Corinthians 1 and 2 is ridiculous. Do we really need books in the Bible to tell us how to pray? How to act in a church or a temple? I think not. But if you look at them as an allegory, they’re not so bad. They just want you to live a good life. Perform Good Deeds. Care about other people!

So I struggle. It’s tough being a Believer when everyone called you a fool. But it’s okay. Just love me the way I love you. Just be kind to each other. And remember that whatever you believe, as long as you believe for the right reasons, it’s okay.

Algorithm

I am at war with the Facebook algorithm. I have tried everything to be able to see my conservative friends news feeds. The algorithm knows I am a liberal, and unless I actually search up their name, I never see them in my newsfeed. I was very political on Facebook when the former guy was running for re-election. I don’t like him very much. But it’s over. It would be nice to once in awhile see my friends that voted for him in my news feed. It seems like the only one that is taking this personally is the Facebook algorithm! So I write this blog today to let my conservative friends know that I love them. That I miss pictures of their animals. I miss pictures of their kids. Maybe the problem with the algorithm is that, it is not a human being. A human being would know that we love each other no matter what our political backgrounds are. And it is driving me to not be on Facebook very much. How do you fight against a formula? It’s math. I can’t fight against mathematics. But I truly believe if there was a human behind that algorithm I would see more of my friends.

Facebook

It’s supposed to be a book with many faces.

With friends and family from many places.

It will keep you connected, yes it will.

But don’t you dare use the word kill!

They will put you in Facebook jail.

Where you don’t get any hugs or kisses or even mail!

I am done with their crap I’m going over to WordPress.

Social media that never puts me in lockdown, never causes distress!

So I’m writing a little poem about my pissed off affair

My friends and followers I miss with a sad little care

But I must stay true, to who I am.

Facebook has become more powerful then Uncle Sam!

When they get you down, come on over to WordPress.

There is a lot more love, inspiration, and no drama mess.

Please never let Facebook buy you my dear WordPress, it would break my heart.

I love how you bring us together, not tear us apart

There is a lot of Madness going on with Facebook Instagram, what a freaking mess.

When that stuff gets you down, come on over here to WordPress.