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Lesson 048 ~Time for A Harvest~

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A time to sow and a time to reap or however the church says it these days; to be a child again and telling everybody what today was, now I earn my daily bread like everyone else. Time for A Harvest, the ultimate payday, a celebration of existence yep

Friday, August 18, 2017

Lesson 048 ~Time for A Harvest~

Hey Lady Lu,
Before I was the caveman I was just a kid, of course, can’t say that this time of year made me any happier but this was pretty much harvest time, in a few weeks anyway. I think I told you before a lady told me I would be a minister one day… if you meant making false promises and taking people’s money, yeah I had a knack for that sort of a thing from time to time.

The good ole days when I use to have a voice, I was just thinking about how I did it before, cute kid bouncing around at church from member to member, that’s how I made my allowance. It wasn’t just the money though, money was nice but the attention, you can’t win them all you know but I would keep trying which means there was something more right? How often I find myself agreeing with the phrase, “ignorance is bliss” because around this time of year there was one fact I simply chose to ignore, good things eventually will end.

You probably know what I’m talking about Lu but I don’t want to tip off anyone that might be happening to eavesdrop but honestly isn’t that what we both want in the end? What was that about false promises because that was me, especially to myself, we talked about this before but what’s my favorite line “I’ll do better next time” more to the point I’ll be better next time, older, wiser, more famous. I owe plenty of people at least from a financial standpoint, to think I once went around thinking a certain amount of money would solve my problem from here to there.

That’s today lesson, my friend, now nobody is calling to collect, my own personal Negan has been silent… okay let me stop there I actually have more respect for Negan and for those who run a protection racket. If anything I really owe myself and you know what happens to those that don’t pay their debts, okay I’m good today.

How do they say Lu, if you loan anything don’t expect to get it back and I mean we all expect it to be returned but we’re just trying to be nice. We can’t all be as heartless as Trump, yeah you should see today’s poem, I swear my inspiration pulled something from my mind that doesn’t have anything to do with you know who… 98% of it anyway but I’m sure that will come back and bite me someday.

Karma always comes back doesn’t it, we give so much away just hoping that little bit that becomes ours isn’t what fate is looking for. I try not to be lazy and was cutting the grass today so Braxton doesn’t come back with a host of creepy crawlers, I give my time to avoid the death glare from the neighbors and what do I get in return but a dog I’m still worried about and more things to do, sweep, wash clothes, another day of procrastination. What I’m trying to say is when do I get mine… I feel so bad saying that because I know exactly when that will be when I actually start giving a damn and work.

Maybe that’s another reason I don’t like this time of year because what has been my accomplishment, I want to go dark so badly right now but I’m trying to maintain a stiff upper lip. When it comes to other people they jump up and down for joy, they take the week, the month off, a celebration of existence, yeah I’m glad that some of them do. For me though it’s just another day, things I’m looking forward to, I requested three days off from work, you and I probably won’t be talking as much, Luna I tell you so much but I can use a break, how about for the most part I won’t be listening to a few dozen people wishing me anything.

Yeah, there are some women down Nevada way that didn’t get the memo, wonder if I can erase such and such off my public forum. We reap what we sow, maybe I should get more to sowing but for this time I the season what is it that I want to reap, why do I have to be that greedy?

Honestly, last year was good and maybe I did have ideas about this year, hell I was going to be a pimp, dare to dream right and even though my true list is still plenty impossible, immoral, and illegal what exactly am I hoping for when “The Day” does come?

I’ve been heavy into Saints Row and Fallout 4, the PS4 is not impossible but something I’ll get for myself, as far as the games though, Saints Row 2, 3, 4, and Gat Out of Hell are within reach for my PS3, also The Walking Dead. I suppose I’ll always be a gamer at heart if I ever find the time for it, instead of living it up on Youtube. Even now I’m forgetting how many games I want like I kid talking to Santa and then I became an atheist but that’s a story for another time I suppose.

Can’t say I am a fan of gift cards but I always keep one on Amazon to stop me from going nuts with the money I am trying to save, what I have on a gift card is what I spend. How about all my fandoms The Walking Dead, Star Wars, The Hunger Games, Divergent, Article 5, Twilight, and the list goes on, I’m still saving up for a custom made lightsaber and a real Lucille, hell I want a weapon’s cache, my own vial of the T-Virus, okay now I’m starting to get giddy.

I remember my mother would fix me steak and baked potato, what about lobster, what about cake, when was the last time I had a cake for my… never mind, how about shrimp from my favorite place or my other favorite place because I’m not driving all the way over there. What about a tattoo, considering all the pain associated with that day, that pain should be nothing, and I already have plenty of quotes to consider, or what about something for Braxton, or Lucille. Last but not least, strippers, chances are I wouldn’t be so lucky to get some submissive but at least watching someone take their clothes off, come on Luna you have to give me a break here but already I have offended the masses, you think, in case I did, going to the movies, or marathon series perhaps, but yeah plans.

So what have I learned today other than, you work for what you get and if I actually could send a Terminator back in time… anyway let me say a happy birthday to “M Anime” and as for my own life I can’t help but wonder Time for A Harvest?

Lesson 047 ~Need You to Roar~

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The road not taken, the things I should have said but considering I don’t die in the next couple of days, I can go to work and I can still have my chance in the end, maybe. “Need You to Roar”, because I just have to

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Lesson 047 ~Need You to Roar~

Now I’m not one for talking because honestly most of you aren’t worth my time and why waste my breath anyway. It seems I have enough people speaking as if I can’t speak for myself every single day, Will says this, Will is thinking that Will does that and for one thing that needs to stop right now because this is what Will really is thinking about all of this.

Will is thinking all you people ever do is complain, “I’m tired”, “I’m hot” how about “I’m gainfully employed”, I hate my job too but at least I’m not constantly complaining about it. Will thinks how cool it would be if you would just shut up for once, instead of spewing all that hot air as if you stop talking then you would stop breathing. If Will was one for complaining, Will thinks it would be better if we didn’t have to listen to Beyoncé all the time or that we take turns, with the music, maybe bring back the headphones rule or anything truthfully.

I mean when Will’s dog barks at least he’s making a contribution to society and is doing his job to the best of his ability rather than wasting everyone’s time. Speaking of time, unless you want Will to specifically to train someone or one of you managers is sending someone to help Will, don’t have people getting all in Will’s way. If Will needs help he’ll ask, he’s never been shy about the things he’s capable of or asking for clarification on certain aspects of his job as they come.

The fact that Will has to bring this up in front of all of you rather, that one manager at a time sort of shows that I think most of you that Will is trying to save time. Oh and as I previously stated all this Will this and Will that needs to stop immediately because Will no longer has the time or patience to deal, just being honest okay.

Speaking of honesty, whatever this conspiracy is that Will needs a friend also needs to be shut down and don’t tell Will that there isn’t a conspiracy, since Will himself has been called into the office on occasion to keep an eye on some person. This isn’t elementary school where everybody needs to get a flipping Valentine’s Day card, Will isn’t here to make friends.

Will noticed over the past few weeks, certain employees trying to make a conversation and okay Will could be wrong, maybe people are just bored. The thing is your boredom is not Will’s concern he just wants to do his job so why the sudden interest in Will’s life, again the idea of some sort of conspiracy. It is also unfair somewhat to give someone fewer hours and then feel you can just call whenever as if people don’t have plans it seems if someone were so dependable they would not be given fewer hours in the first place right?

To reiterate this is not grade school or high school, being friendly maybe be a job requirement but being friends is not. Liking someone is not a requisite to following orders, do what is required of you, why the need for a popularity contest, Will thinks we all are adults here to a certain degree. Will is thinking why is being co-workers not enough for some, this is a job, not a social club, and if this is a family, yeah Will might ignore them too so it pans out.

Also for the record, if you’re not Will’s dog, Will’s girl or applying for the position, keep your hands off of Will, there is such a thing as personal space. Last but not least, Will is not here to be the butt of your jokes or to be forced to endure the same lame ass jokes day in and day out, which goes back into why is everyone talking so much and for once you can say Will say that.

Hey Lady Lu,
My apologies for my rant but I was so freaking pissed today, the only question is was I madder at myself or people in general, coworkers and honestly I wasn’t the only one. There is absolutely no excuse for my silence today, but other than the anger today wasn’t half bad… should I start taking my meds again, I’m becoming a miser.

“Let no man forget how menacing we are, we are lions!” – Achilles, Troy (2004)

Another recent development I suppose, I’ve never been stingy with my money, I could actually afford to spend a little but money like time is becoming a limited commodity. I haven’t read anything for days besides a book on blogging and I still have to put that into practice; what about the book club, no Luna I don’t blame you. Just to be fair though I might have to cut down on our chats a bit, waiting until the end of the month though to see how that goes Lu.

“There are no pacts between lions and men.” – Troy

I won’t cut you out of my life again entirely, okay no promises but I have to write every day and I’m already being wiped out and how about my book? I think maybe I got all the workplace angst out of my system which is good, I meant to make some comparison to lions, all the quotes right but anger really burned me out today. Luna, I had all the time in the world to stand and again I crumbled but evolution my dear takes time, always with time.

“You watch those nature documentaries on the cable? You see the one about lions? You got this lion. He’s the king of the jungle, huge mane out to here. He’s laying under a tree, in the middle of Africa. He’s so big, it’s so hot. He doesn’t want to move. Now the little lions come, they start messing with him. Biting his tail, biting his ears. He doesn’t do anything. The lioness, she starts messing with him. Coming over, making trouble. Still nothing. Now the other animals, they notice this. They start to move in. The jackals; hyenas. They’re barking at him, laughing at him. They nip his toes, and eat the food that’s in his domain. They do this, then they get closer and closer, bolder and bolder. Till one day, that lion gets up and tears the shit out of everybody. Runs like the wind, eats everything in his path. Cause every once in a while, the lion has to show the jackals, who he is.” Poolhall Junkies

As for what I learned today, having a big mouth is not always a good thing unless you have the power to go with it. Today I heard fear, I heard anger, I heard the return of the flipping caveman and that’s not good to the man in the mirror I Need You to Roar.

“I see pride! I see power! I see a bad-ass mother who don’t take no crap off of nobody!” – Yul Brenner, Cool Runnings (1993)

Lesson 039 ~Well, This All Whomps~

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Don’t speak but is it really going to hurt, when, where, and how, now if I were rich and famous it would be in a really good way but for now it is only the fear of pain. Well, This All Whomps to feel such fear and dread doesn’t it, I should know yes?

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Lesson 039 ~Well, This All Whomps~

Hey Lady Lu,
No fear but we need to talk… are there scarier words in the English language; to this day any time that simple phrase is uttered you might as well say, you’re in trouble now. These days I might as well be a student in “Etymology” I actually looked up the word for the study of words, learning.

I was writing another ‘masterpiece’ today, I’m still not learning but I write what I feel, anyway I was noticing the things I couldn’t say any more. Luna I have written the vilest things that you can imagine and you know a picture is worth a thousand words and my how I once showed off pictures. The strange thing is it has been the most innocent or the stupidest things that have gotten me into trouble and I fear that day is coming again soon.

As for today’s lesson, ‘T.J.’ Detweiler used the word “Whomps” to cover up a dirty word, I’m much the same because I’m all paranoid which is done when I’m posting our conversations all over the place. I think I told you that I use nicknames became while I don’t care about my name (a conversation for another time) I do have those I care for so I keep them out of the muck and mire but then of course I know some if not all of them are reading. Now I can’t even use the nickname because I know “she” might have eyes reading this as if that poem wasn’t revealing enough; I held back.

More times than I remember I thought that words would be the death of me and yet I seek salvation and meaning, it’s why I write books or will. Today though I’m trying to figure out how to talk about… whatever, when I’m becoming afraid of my words even printed.

I have a theory that if I can share my secrets in this place, then whatever would I be afraid of in everyday life, not to mention the shithole, I made out of my last blog, yes I remember you lived there too. I heard in a movie once that secrets are lies and that presents me with another theory, you want to know why I don’t know who I am, because I’m commanded, damn near railroaded, into the lie.

I might sound like someone from “The Circle” or I’m just being a dumbass considering the only proof I have of views is one destroyed friendship but I want to share, I want people to know. Hell, I talk a lot about enemies so why reveal my plans, but here’s another thing, should I just lie here doing nothing and all, didn’t I say I want to live loud at some point and my voice just isn’t there yet. Why is it I always feel like I’m repeating history… back in school, I went with shock and awe, okay humiliation but other people have stories to tell that I could never come close to writing.

In a way, it wouldn’t matter if I scrapped all plans of being a writer because I would still have to talk to people and since I can’t spout off expletives or sexual innuendo 24/7 well I have to have a release somewhere. What sort of person does that make me; I guess it only works if you’re an eccentric billionaire, money can make anyone beautiful but it also allows you to say whatever you want or damn near act however you like. It doesn’t even have to be sex; when I left the church my parents would have given anything for me to lie, bullies don’t like someone who can fight back and women don’t like someone like me giving my feelings a voice.

Already I want to say someday it won’t be like this, but why not tomorrow, why not today, what am I afraid of, places like this has consequences, Luna. I can feel that stirring once again to not give a shit mixed in with those feelings of, what happens next.

Having people watching you makes you your best self *cough* “The Sinner *cough* if anything it makes me work that much harder, even last night I was so late posting but I doubt anyone cared. It’s not like I was saying anything important just like now but like I said my poem was so much more revealing and yet I couldn’t just go full force.

So do I have any secrets to share today since nothing really happened… not really secrets, I mean anyone could look it up if they so chose to look into me. In “Okay’s” words, screw brunettes, funny that she is a brunette herself, nearly all my friends and ex-friends are brunettes, except for “Indiana Gone” black hair, yeah I know I must have a thing for brunettes but still, I ain’t Christian Grey. I have another book idea, sort of a rip-off of “A Season for Peaches” on “The OC”, if I’m not careful I’m going to become that guy Oliver, no never that far.

Tomorrow will be another test of my new metal and to tell you the truth I am afraid; I need to start doing things that scare me though, pushing myself to the limit, the sky is the limit ha. That Destiny’s Child song just popped into my head “Say My Name” so here goes… “Miss Seasons” is not my friend anymore and when I found out that not only that we’re not friends but that I couldn’t talk to her even if I wanted to I was hurt. I guess I still am right but the sky isn’t falling down and for her sake, I hope it stays right up there, makes me wanna scream.

So what have I learned today Luna other than my head’s a mess and why should I use the word whomps when I don’t need to, I’m not at all important just dangerous. The power of words Luna is something amazing but at the same time, Well, This All Whomps.

I Will Have No Fear