Today is the day

Sewmouse….. While I do fully believe in marriage, I know that I will never be married again. Or even live with a woman, not these women. There is more peace in my interests without them putting wrenches in the works. I believe I will just stick with them and only enjoy casual friendships with women when I run into them during my wanderings. I’m not interested in overnighters or casual sex, so I’ve decided that I don’t even want to date them. Hugs
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Kirsten, I was just making a point yesterday hon. You have my permission to call anyone you want a bitch. :-)….. Hugs
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I woke up thankful this morning, realized that it’s nice not to be dealing with the women on this planet. That living alone is wonderful. That I don’t have to make anyone happy but me, and my needs are few so that is easy. I’m not happy about the condition of the rest of the world though. The wars, killings, starvation’s, etc. And so many allowing it to happen.
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Today is the day I start my retreat, in a nice hotel room here in town. To try and find a little peace with the world while staring out a window with a nice view of the sound. Like my mind will just shut off…LOL… Others can chase their fancy needs, travels and such trying to seek some happiness while putting more debt on their credit cards, but that isn’t my style. This little retreat is all I need.
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I will be back here for a short time each morning though, and suppose I will make a short post each day. Quickly check just a few blogs. Wednesday evening I made a fire in my fireplace outside and just sat there contemplating about whatever wanted to enter my mind. I do that a lot, instead of trying to think, I free my mind to play with itself. Here are a few thoughts I had while sitting out there.
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It appears that a lot of women that have trouble maintaining relationships with men often start up political or religious blogs and become pretty fanatical in them. Interesting.
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One day when I was at Laurel Ann’s she mentioned that she would like a decent magnet to remove nails from the wood stove as they burn wood with nails in it at times. I suggested a cow magnet. She had never heard of one so because I have some I took her one. They put them in cows to catch the metal in the first stomach and keep it from moving down line and causing damage.
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This is an old saying, but a native builds a small fire and gets close. A white man builds a big fire and stands back. Conclusion: White monkeys are into being wasteful and don’t mind working more to find more firewood. Many of them are excessive about many things. They will end up destroying this country.
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I wonder why Christians (I know, I’m generalizing) like democracy? That isn’t how they believe they are going to be ruled in the future. I wonder why they like greed? I wonder why they like this form of capitalism.
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If I ran this world I would separate the Christmas holiday from the so called birthday of Jesus. I didn’t say that Jesus wasn’t born, or wasn’t here, but that is just a made up day. Christmas for the consumers could be on the winter solstice because it really has nothing to do with any birth other than a bunch of nuts tied it all together.
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I will spend Christmas Eve and day in peace and quiet and ignore all the needy commercial crap. I’ve bought no gifts, and I want none, other than world peace.
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There is something about water and fire that I have an attraction to. Well, both make life better. Being by and looking out a large body of water I feel closer to creation. And sitting in front of a fire in peace and quiet is comforting to me. Blah, blah, blah.
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This brainwashing that being patriotic to only one country is a good thing, is not a good thing. This is a stolen country anyway. Future generations may understand this, but for now there is just this stupid mentality that says you should give your alliance to just one country.
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This is old but still nice to see once in a while, as a reminder.
An Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand pulling a male buffalo with the other. He says to the waiter: "Want coffee." The waiter says, "Sure, Chief. Coming right up." He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee. The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns and blasts the buffalo with the shotgun,
causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere and then just walks out.

The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling another male buffalo with the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter "Want coffee." The waiter says "Whoa,
Tonto! We're still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about, anyway?"

The Indian smiles and proudly says. "Training for position in United States Congress: Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, leave mess for others to clean up, disappear for rest of day.
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What will your death mean to the cosmos?
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Christmas, bah. W.T.F.W.J.D.? … You can buy a tee shirt with that on it. It means…. What The Fuck Would Jesus Do? Clearly not what they are doing in this country. And of course, a lot of others. BBC