They don’t beg poets to write another stanza. they don’t beg writers to tell them a story. They don’t beg the painter for pictures of beauty.
If anything, the bleeding hearts, the poets, the misfits, the dreamers. They are begging people to listen, to read, to see the beauty in the pain.
The world is starving to death, yet; they are not hungry. They don’t want more poets, they don’t want more dreamers. They don’t need another writer to tell them the woes in life.
They want more laws, they want stricter punishments. They want less beauty and diversity. They don’t want to see a face prettier than theirs. They don’t want to be happy for someone else who has done well. They want to make everyone mediocre, they want to make everyone a plain Jane.
They don’t beg average people to be better. Because, They don’t want average people to be better. What they want, is like they are. It is easier to control them. So they settle for average. All the while, the dreamers, the poets, and the writers are saying, “This shit could be better. You are not listening. Damn it.”
The wrong people are begging. These people content with ordinary, these people starving to death content in their four white walls of horror, they don’t seem to want more beauty.
This is what is wrong with the world. They don’t beg people to write poetry. They don’t beg people to take a beautiful photograph. These things have become common, and devalued. To the point, people no longer respect skill, or talent.
They don’t beg average people to be better. Yet, those who rise above the status quo, will tell you; it is better up here.
They beg the sinner to be better, they beg the thief to be better. they don’t ask them to make art, they want more politicians. So they can have more laws on the books. As if, that makes the world a better place. All the while, the artists, the bleeding hearts, and the poets are starving to death.
The wrong people are begging. These people that lack the beauty of real experience are starving to death, and they don’t seem to want to listen. Pity.
Mercury is out of retrograde. Thank goodness, that is over now. Maybe life will get moving in the right direction now? Maybe! I am bored right now, thus writing for the enjoyment of writing, without regard to real purpose or having something real important to say.
It does seem, to me, even if I had something important to say; no one would listen. They seem to have no way to value my effort, as though it doesn’t mean much of anything to them.
Bored with the status of my life, bored with the way this life has been treating me; life has been kicking my dog, going to have to do something about that damn cat!
Not much going on. I feel better now, mercury is out of retrograde, and it was a rough few weeks with that one. Maybe other people will lighten up now, and life will start to be better again? One can hope!
I’ve been working on a few projects, some of them are coming alone rather well. My project for my day in photos; it is done, been posting everyday to the site. If you want to check it out: My Day.
My other projects are going well. Finished some tough javascript problems this morning, and have solved most all of them with a very clever working solution. I’m happy about that. My site, Misfit.Ctopher.Me is coming along very well, it’s not really getting any traffic, but its been over a year in development. I do have a few other projects with that site, things I would like to do with it.
My other project, Lord knows; it needs a lot of help. It is a good idea, but it will require a lot of development to reach the status I’m looking for. Seems my projects have all met their maker. Wish they could meet you too!
I’m bored. Not much going on. Been isolated a lot, I mean; an awful lot the last month has been rough going. I am productive, but my social life is not looking all that good. I’m not really sure how to fix the damn problem. You would think, someone would have cared by now? Seems it’s a pity that life is like it is. It could have been really good. You know?
Life has to change, for the better. It has been rough going, the last twenty years; they have all been rough. It has made me tough, it might have also made me mean, but that is subjective.
Not much going on, I cooked a meal tonight. Roast beef melt with cheese, horseradish, and onion. It was good, I ate it before I could photograph it, I guess that I wasn’t thinking when I sat down to eat it, because I forgot to take a photo. These digital lifestyles can get difficult to keep up with, after a while, I guess you get into the habit.
I had other things on my mind, and not going to elaborate on that.
Bored! Life is, Things are. Trying to find some way to deal with that concept. It is easy to deal with, if you have the right frame of mind. Sometimes, it helps to be accepting of the situation, that things are the way that they are, and deal with it.
Still, I have some parts of my life, I would really like to see change for the better. I’m not sure, it seems my dreams have become stale, and I’m working on finding some new dreams. I’ve been avoiding making music for a few months now, I would like to get back into the groove; but it seems a ways off.
I have mostly been doing heavy duty programming the last month, with a few projects completed, I’m even learning javascript. That is something I have put off, like twenty years. I have found that I’m getting the hang of it these days. Thank goodness for Google.
The dogs are happy, if life wasn’t kicking them. Going to have to do something about that cat! Bring your dog, he can play the wolf for the evening. We have two spoiled doggies, that could use some time with another doggie.
Bored. I’ve been putting off writing for a month now, mostly because; no one reads, regardless of how much effort I put into it, or how well I’m writing, it seems no one cares anymore.
I had hoped that my writing would have proved my sanity, somehow, that seems impossible. They don’t give a damn about my effort. Pity, I wanted my life better, and I wanted it a long time ago.
I’ve lost weight, I am now down to about 167, which I am very happy about. Its starting to feel good to be thin again. It has been twenty years since I was down to this weight. I’m glad it has started coming off. It is a big relief to be losing weight.
My hair is long these days, and I am happier than I have been in fifteen years. That is doing really very well, from where I’ve been, I can say that I’ve come an awful long ways from where I was.
Ctopher Thomas 2021
This photo was from a few weeks ago. My hair has gotten long, much longer than it has ever been. That is for sure. I keep the sides short, and the back short too. It is almost 12″ on top. I think its a nice look. Now, if I could only get a job, I need a job man.
This is your posse bonus post this month. This photo of the dolphins was just too much to pass up, I had to post it. It is just so darn cool. Wish that I could get some dolphin time, alas life is.
There is some good to be had, if you look for it; sometimes, you have to really do some searching to find it. It is out there, like a formula hiding in plain sight. Some fractals are easier than others.
It has been snowing the last twenty-four hours. Nothing major, just some snow flurries. It has been a nice change, this winter is being kind thus far. New year, seems like the life we want is playing hide-and-seek from us. Pity!
Music is keeping me company, and running at more than 50%, I’ve been busy working on my site: Misfit.Ctopher.Me. It now has a feature to “Like” the photos in the main page, and keeps count of how many likes each post gets. It wasn’t too difficult, took me two days of effort to make it happen. I’m glad it worked out, I think its pretty cool, and neat stuff.
Not much going on; it seems, no matter how much effort I put forth, it is all going into a huge vacuum. Where is everyone at? They must be watching TV, or playing video games. I hope they are out having fun, that would be good. Life is meant to be lived; you should live it to the max!
Seems, I’ve been in a better mood the last few days; times are tough, life is rough. Wish it were going to get a lot better, right quick too! Thank God there is music; I would be so lost, banging on trash cans; trying to make music.
The human race, seems to be going in circles. No one can make their minds up about much of anything. Pity! Maybe it will get better for everyone one of these days, real soon!
Haven’t heard from anyone in months. It is a lot of isolation. More than my fair share; you want some? If I could bottle and sell isolation to people for a profit, wow; that would be something! I have plenty of it; if you want some, write me!
Photo Credit: Mike Palmowski – Unsplash
If only my isolation felt as good as this photo looks, I could use some of that, maybe just dangling my feet off the cliff looks good to me. How mighty the truth can be! Nature doesn’t lie.
I made a video, you should check it out; I think it is really very good. It is on YouTube, and here is the embedded version, if you want to watch it now!
https://youtu.be/oEB4Jn4vMwc
This was my latest project, which I spent an afternoon working on, and a few cups of coffee to complete. I think, it turned out really very well. Some people, think my voice isn’t very good; like to see them smoke two packs a day and still have a voice.
Trying to find meaning; seems this world is made of poison, trying not to let the haters make me meaner than I already am. Life needed to change, and for the better. Such is life.
Have to let this make me better, working towards some goals. I would like to see some results from my effort, yet; everyone is so darn busy these days, seems they don’t have time for me.
Read all the great posts on my blog, some of my writing has gotten a lot better, I feel my progress is very likely, REMARKABLE. If you saw my writing a few years ago, compared to my current work; I think it has come a long ways in the last month.
In all fairness, I’m not reading much these days. I have been focused on writing and doing creative things. In addition to writing, I have been making music, playing with making video, and doing photography. That said, I’m including a link to all the books I have read in the last twenty years.
I have however read a number of books in my lifetime. About a hundred and forty to be told. If you are interested in seeing the books that I have put on my shelf, check out my goodreads account.
You might find something new to read. There are a few not on there yet too. I guess I need to update my list again.
I’m thinking that I might start reading again, if I can find books worthwhile to read. Its tough these days. I’m a picky eater when it comes to what I want to put in my head.
My books haven’t sold a single copy. Its tough tits, I had hoped to sell some of my books. Seems I’m not established as a writer in this world and in this day and age. Maybe someday.
You can check out my books on my website: MY Digital Chaos, while you are there, check out the photography too.
After thinking about it for a very long time. I want to open your eyes. So you can see clearly, and maybe understand a little better.
You want to be a politician?
You want to be a business man?
You want to be an actor?
You want to be a rock star?
You want to be a dictator?
Really after giving it careful consideration, I never want to be a human. It would never be enough. Not for me. Even if I lived a thousand lives as a human, I would at the end of the day; still be a human.
This would never do. Not for me. Consider this: I would run a restaurant that serves fifty people an hour. I would control a staff of thirty people that are human shells that I control.
They would serve every dish perfectly on the spot. This would just be the icing on the cake for me. Because you should see what I really do for fun.
Really after giving it careful consideration, being human would never be enough for me. I want life to be a lot better. I’m tired of the limits that being human has. I’m tired of the disrespect I’ve been shown, and I’m really tired of the oppression I’m being subjected to.
The truth is, life has to get better. These people live like house cats. They think a living death is really living. There has to be a way to tell the living from the dead. Would you know the difference in this world?
These humans are magnetic ink, they are living clay. They are nothing more than warm bodies with clean faces. If you ask me they are little more than warm sacks of shit.
The disrespect they have shown me is almost unbearable. I’ve asked them to be kinder, it seems they don’t listen. Damn tired of this abuse. It’s been wrong of them to treat my kind like this. They know it’s wrong, yet; they do it anyways.
That is cruel. Being human would never be enough for me. There is so much more that I could be doing with my life. My skills and and talents are being wasted living like a zombie cat shit, in this world that doesn’t understand me, or my kind.
Life has to get a lot better. Right quick. On the bounce!
