Fight for it!
Self defense on all levels.
The Founders, our ancestors, did so.
My GreatGrandmother taught me to fight with words.
My brother taught me to fight physically.
My brother from another mother taught me to fight spiritually.
My Father taught me content of character.
The Founders indeed had these features.
It is our turn.
I venture from one thing to another. I have a pinball mind lol.
Memory of my youthful battle of the rise brought to mind a scene in Dr No where Bond is in his hotel room. His jacket is off as he accepts a martini, vodka, shaken not stirred from a waiter.
The suit, made by Anthony Sinclair, has a high rise. Later movies feature a low rise.
What a mind for minutiae -s-.
Now, I've seen all the Bond movies, including the latest, several times both onscreen and tape/disc. When I like something, I repeat my viewing. There are a lot of shows and movies that have born repeating. Interestingly, there is always something refreshing, perhaps a different perspective, every time.
I'm detail oriented, so I notice things overlooked, even after many views. And yes, I have a great deal of possibly useless info.
There is a point -s-.
I got to thinking of my viewing/observations.
If I like something, whatever the reason, then I repeat. And I'll give something a chance.
For me, there are several 'agains'. Some are once only. And nevers are a factor as well.
I won't belabor this, They are what they are.
And I'm sure you all have similar lists.
Forgive my idle thoughts in these tremulous times.
Chalk it up to freedom of choice.
Plus some things are worth repeating as some are not.
I reiterate, not really repeat lol. The time and place jibe.
My friend had many misfortunes. Once successful, he had literally dwindled.
He suffered a monumental car accident, which damaged his physical health. Moreso, it planted a seed of despair and cynicism.
His business dwindled and he lost his wife in divorce, along with property and the long built company/work he had built.
his children suffered. One was profoundly mentally challenged as we say today. Another was mild and his daughter struggled with self worth.
Attack after attack mad him not just cynical, but jaded and decadent.
He turned his back on his leadership at church, wandering from day to day.
Yet there was a part of him that clung to life.
He taught me how to housepaint, which allowed me to partially earn my way through college.
He encouraged me to serve, even when he had backed off.
In his cups, he would ask what's next.
I said to him don't because it only invites more negativity. Expecting misfortune invites it.
He's gone and I hope he's in the Light.
A plan demands moments or segments, drwan together to complete it.
Organize. Piece by piece.
Then what's next is the next part of a plan.
It will invite success.
PS: Don't be drawn out seemingly alone. The fallen try to fill us with despair, to make us feel alone.
We are never alone. That Plan is next. The plan to endure and complete one's work.
Comic relief.
A good clown reflects the humanity evinced in a situation. Emmett Kelly and Red Skelton come to mind. Others w/o makeup as well.
Now, in a circus, the clowns are sent in to distract when there is a problem or catastrophe.
Vis a vis current events.
We need some laughs. Our enemies supply a type.
We could use some of that laughing at ourselves.
Then comes healing.
