Writing

Twelve years ago I sat on a balcony 50 or so miles away from here imagining what the future would look like.

I had attended a celebration at The Keg in Fort Worth followed by an after party that gave me an idea for what things could look like down the road.

Twelve years later some of what I imagined has come to pass and some of it seems improbable if not impossible. Can’t tell you if that is the best or worst outcome because you can’t see the future with the sort of clarity one might want or at least I cannot.

People who swore they would be part of my life forever have chosen to walk upon other paths and I have let them go. Spent lots of time trying to chase and or carry them but they didn’t want that. They gave up on the good, the beautiful and I am sure did so because they convinced themselves there was ugly.

Can’t say ugly wasn’t there and that challenges didn’t exist because you find those things in life. Some people choose to walk with you through the fire and to take on the good and the bad.

Sometimes they choose to turn their backs on those who were always there for them. That is a them issue and not a me issue.

I can’t make anyone do anything. It was disturbing, disappointing and hurtful, but that is how it goes sometimes. It is there choice and their loss.

Truth

Been involved in what feels like an endless stream of conversations about what truth is and isn’t. It is exhausting to be constantly engaged in such things but it seems to be par for the course now. If it is not MAGA repeating 47’s endless lies it is Blue MAGA lying about Israel, Zionism and Judaism.

I keep telling myself this too shall pass but it feels like it is taking extra long time for such a thing to happen.

It is problematic to see so many adopt this position of truth being malleable based upon their tribal definition of what the facts are.

It is a dangerous way to go about life because some facts aren’t open to interpretation or adjustment. That particular statement irks me more than I can tell you because it is a pandora’s box of nonsense but there is a philosophical case that could be applied.

But I am not going to take that on here, not now and maybe not ever.

Probably something SQ and I might have discussed but she is on her walkabout and may not find me because I am no longer standing in the places and spaces I once occupied.

Makes me sad to say it but again that is life and sometimes you have to do your own thing for a bit or a lifetime. One never knows.

Going to wrap this up with a link to The New Normal so I can use it as a reference point for something different later on.

Will probably post this on Facebook just to see if it gets any traction. I doubt it, but sometimes I like to test things out.

If my Gmail is to be trusted I purchased the current theme of this blog almost eight years ago.

Given that I don’t know when I will change it again I ought to say it is Myth by Meanthemes. That may or not be familiar to the readers but should I read this post again at some future date it will provide context.

I changed because I got word the old ‘new’ theme was updated and figured I was ready for a new look here again.

Don’t know if it will increase the frequency of my posting but don’t know it won’t either. This current phase is the slowest it has ever been and given that I used to update multiple times a day throughout the week it really has been slow.

Quantity doesn’t always reflect quality and though I feel the overall production has been solid it is time to reflect, reframe and refocus.

The biggest challenge isn’t finding things to write about but time and determining where to prioritize what I have.

Given I still have multiple blogs that time is divided further so the question becomes what provides me the biggest return.

Not in a financial sense, but in satisfaction.

Because each of the blogs is different, but not all give the same oomph.

So now I reflect and that provides it is own satisfaction.

Consider this a personal note to come back and work on this piece, there is potential.

That is how this writing gig goes, you produce content, work, rework and do it all again. If you somehow catch fire you run like hell and hope it keeps up and continues.

So that is what this is about catching fire and rolling on through the deep.

So much good material and so much not so good, but so it goes. Keep plugging away and and find the magic.

If you are new here and looking through the archives keep digging. You have 18 years or so of material and some of it is pretty good, some less so.

But there are some gold nuggets. Keep digging.