UNCLE! Relinquish! Submit! Acquiesce!
Oh Fates, Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos what trickery do you play on me? Are you watching me with jest? Am I the equivalent of a situation comedy? Do you watch from your cave or are you on Olympus?
God, do you test me so that I recognize your grace? Is it to understand your unconditional love? Is this to teach me penitence or patients? Is it because I am the equivalent of a situation comedy?
I know that the above is not true. I know that God in all his/her infinite wisdom does have a sense of humor. I mean he/she must we are created in his/her image and humans do love a good laugh but you must wonder. Reminds me of a play “Steam Bath”. Remnants of another life…
Okay, I guess the rant flows from the fear blog. I have come to the conclusion that just because I want it does not mean that it is going to happen. We are not talking about shoes, sapphires and fast cars. I know that I am not meant to have these items and I am now okay with it. In my 20’s I was not okay but now I have moved on.
Okay so why does anyone even care about what I want? Simple, I am a viable, kind and spiritual person. I have been giving for decades and I would like a little something in return (this is not about sour grapes). You know, untold happiness, health, new siding for my house, a family that enjoys spending time together. I won’t even go into the personal of adoration, respect for my abilities and the never ending woman thing to be thought of or perceived as beautiful.
I assume (assume can make an ass out of u and me) that the fates are causing the above not to happen. Why I ask? I have little if any power. I am not a Greek Heroine. I don’t even remember anything about Greek Antiquity. Wait isn’t there something about columns? Maybe those are Roman…Doric, Ionic, Corinthian. This liberal arts education has my brain packed with crap I do not need but can I remember a phone number or the safe combination? No! This is a rant!
Back to what I want... me, me, me, me, me, me! This following is for you God. I have good health. I can see, hear, my teeth are factory originals and my body does what I tell it to do even if it is sometimes begrudgingly. I am mentally healthy too, although after reading my blogs this could be in question. The siding for my house…well that is like buying a car one day soon after I pay for my current automobile I can buy vinyl siding! After all what is life without debt? What is better is I have skills that I am being paid for.
I receive respect for my abilities daily. I am asked many questions by many people who value my opinion. It can be personal or professional. What is so odd is I say what I think and leave it at that. It seems to me that “you” would look for a person with a more contented disposition. Adoration? I can be a Hottie in my own mind if not in anyone elses. Actually I am a genteel woman with good skin, a sense of style and so I have been told a great rack. All that spun together does sound like untold happiness. Could it be that happiness is something you choose to be? I am going to start writing self help books.
You too can be happy by an angry yet genteel woman.
AKA
Don’t mess with me or I will rip your head off with an escargot fork!
My family? There are some things that are best left alone. Miracles happen every day but I would rather have a miracle that has some kind of far reaching effect. A cure for HIV/AIDS, peace in the Middle East or normal weather patterns to end the droughts world wide. Now I dictate what is a suitable miracle to God. Hmmm, maybe I am the living sit com on the human folly channel?
Oh Fates, Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos what trickery do you play on me? Are you watching me with jest? Am I the equivalent of a situation comedy? Do you watch from your cave or are you on Olympus?
God, do you test me so that I recognize your grace? Is it to understand your unconditional love? Is this to teach me penitence or patients? Is it because I am the equivalent of a situation comedy?
I know that the above is not true. I know that God in all his/her infinite wisdom does have a sense of humor. I mean he/she must we are created in his/her image and humans do love a good laugh but you must wonder. Reminds me of a play “Steam Bath”. Remnants of another life…
Okay, I guess the rant flows from the fear blog. I have come to the conclusion that just because I want it does not mean that it is going to happen. We are not talking about shoes, sapphires and fast cars. I know that I am not meant to have these items and I am now okay with it. In my 20’s I was not okay but now I have moved on.
Okay so why does anyone even care about what I want? Simple, I am a viable, kind and spiritual person. I have been giving for decades and I would like a little something in return (this is not about sour grapes). You know, untold happiness, health, new siding for my house, a family that enjoys spending time together. I won’t even go into the personal of adoration, respect for my abilities and the never ending woman thing to be thought of or perceived as beautiful.
I assume (assume can make an ass out of u and me) that the fates are causing the above not to happen. Why I ask? I have little if any power. I am not a Greek Heroine. I don’t even remember anything about Greek Antiquity. Wait isn’t there something about columns? Maybe those are Roman…Doric, Ionic, Corinthian. This liberal arts education has my brain packed with crap I do not need but can I remember a phone number or the safe combination? No! This is a rant!
Back to what I want... me, me, me, me, me, me! This following is for you God. I have good health. I can see, hear, my teeth are factory originals and my body does what I tell it to do even if it is sometimes begrudgingly. I am mentally healthy too, although after reading my blogs this could be in question. The siding for my house…well that is like buying a car one day soon after I pay for my current automobile I can buy vinyl siding! After all what is life without debt? What is better is I have skills that I am being paid for.
I receive respect for my abilities daily. I am asked many questions by many people who value my opinion. It can be personal or professional. What is so odd is I say what I think and leave it at that. It seems to me that “you” would look for a person with a more contented disposition. Adoration? I can be a Hottie in my own mind if not in anyone elses. Actually I am a genteel woman with good skin, a sense of style and so I have been told a great rack. All that spun together does sound like untold happiness. Could it be that happiness is something you choose to be? I am going to start writing self help books.
You too can be happy by an angry yet genteel woman.
AKA
Don’t mess with me or I will rip your head off with an escargot fork!
My family? There are some things that are best left alone. Miracles happen every day but I would rather have a miracle that has some kind of far reaching effect. A cure for HIV/AIDS, peace in the Middle East or normal weather patterns to end the droughts world wide. Now I dictate what is a suitable miracle to God. Hmmm, maybe I am the living sit com on the human folly channel?
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