I find myself on occasion, going off on these little mental rants that never seem to me at least, to have any rhythmic pulse or reason to them, other than the simple fact that I seem to get easily bored. I’ll sit here alone sometimes reflecting on not only my day, but on the things that some people will come up and say to or ask of me, and I will catch myself thinking, “Where in the hell did that come from?” some people will ask for anyone’s opinion, even when they don’t really want to hear it. One of my favorite open ended questions that people ask me, on any given subject is “What Do you think of that Scratch?”.. Hmmm. I will give it a bit of thought, and try not to exorcize any personal demons here, but now I find myself asking of me that very question. What DO I think? When I hear people speak of such things as love and hate so carelessly, as if they truly understand the brutal complexities of such emotions. Love? I Know much less of love than I do anything, ahh but what do I see in its effects on the human heart? I hear tell that when people feel this emotion, when people lay all belief in its power, it makes one glow. It can move people to do amazing things, Love I hear can move mountains, it can heal much of what is seemingly destroyed. It can build, in a relationship, it can build, strength of character, and faith, it can make you see the beauty in life. And in being human. But I also see that it puzzle’s many, confounds more than a few, and for those who become captivated by its allure, for the price of its quest for some, it can become a dangerous obsession.

What About Hate?



What do you think of Hate?
Hate is a killer of the human spirit, what love can build on and make even more beautiful, hate can corrupt and destroy, and when you apply this word and the emotion that drives it to human beings, it can become a powerful destructive force, that usually has consumed and eaten alive its host long before it has ever tainted the innocent lives around it.

What about Crazy people?





Spreading the Infection.
Okay heaven and Hell, love and hate. Spouting off about shit that I just don’t get, Don’t mind me, I’m just cleaning out the file cabinet that’s rusting between my ears. Hmmm. What else then? crazy people Scratch.. What about crazy people? Hmmmm. What about them? Are we talking about actual living breathing crazy people? Or perceived crazy people? Meaning people that just act a little crazy because something about life has them in a bit of a fit. Real crazy people are dangerous to humankind, real crazy people can be linked to the deaths of thousands upon thousands of innocent people. Real crazy people built the first atom bomb. Real crazy people actually used it. Real crazy people are constantly coming up with more efficient ways of taking human lives, with little or no thought to who or what gets in the way. You see, real crazy people Justify such actions with Phrases like “Minimal Collateral Damage.” Real crazy people are sleeping with their finger on a button, that if pushed, could end life on this planet at
least a hundred times over. Real crazy people are running this country and others.. Maybe I’m thinking too much. And maybe I should quit asking myself all of these questions.. Maybe I’ll ask more later. Yeah. Maybe.

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I know more than a few people who have made and are already struggling with their New Years resolutions and I keep telling them, "Why do you do this to yourself every year?" you know you aren't going to keep them so why make them? and if your going to make resolutions why not make easy ones? well To please the resolution making gods I have decided to make the ultimate New Years resolution..
I resolve to Never Make Another New years resolution ever Again.

The End.

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Tuesday January 2nd. 2007. ( based on a true story. Loosely.. Kinda… sorta.. Okay you got me.. Its all bullshit.)
I stumble in at 5:30 pm from another long hard days work.. (yeah right Scratch.. hard work. ) I jump into the hot steaming shower and let the hot water cascade over my tired old bones. Followed closely behind by a ceremonial feast of garlic herb rotisserie chicken with and big ol baked potato with sour cream and melted butter. Now I flick on the trusty ol Computer to do a little stream surfing.. Ah.. Yeeesssss. The recently updated list!! MY FAVE!! Hmmm so many of the chosen ones to choose from.. (Slight Groaning noise coming from the cheering section. Also known in some circles as the peanut gallery.) ahh my greedy little peepers have acquired a likely target “Raindrops Make Things Beautiful.” by my good friend and like minded Loon Sherries Cherries. Oh my Stars and Garters! What a great post!!.. wait!!… freeze frame!! Lemme read that again! Wait I know there’s a pause button on this word processor thingy somewhere.. Ahh there it is. Pause… Mumble.. Mumble.. Mumble.. Munch. Click.. Hisss.. (Background noises.. You aren’t suppose to hear.)

Okay now.. Here it is.. Ready? I really like the way she draws this interesting parallel between Bloggers and Craft venders, truly her points are well taken by anyone who gets this thing called blogging.. Very well done Sherry my friend, even crafty you might say. But here’s the deal.. Crack pot? Nut? Or Loon? Which am I?.. ( Grabs Dictionary.. Look up multiple personality disorder.. Mumbles to self .. Look up Crackpot.. then nut… then loon.. Hmmm. Interesting.) oh Chit! According to this I am all three. Man this makes my brain itch.. Wait a minute now! What’s this over here? Whits Whittlings.. Ahh this is always good.. What’s this? A poll?
Okay Let me play along here Pause this thing again.. ( On Pause. Mumble.. Mumble.. Mumble.. Hmmm? ) okay I took Whit’s test and according to his theory I’m also a blogaholic. So in review followed closely by conclusion, I guess what all of this means is I am a nutty, loony crackpot with compulsive blogging tendencies, who suffers from Multiple personality disorder.. Chit.. No wonder I’m so Happy.. Well at least here on the stream I’m in good company.. Oh hell Like sherry Said.. Relax and Quit yer Bitching, where else are you gonna find a ride like this? Ohh looky there! Its my Bud Pranky! Gee I wonder what he’s up to.. I know this post won’t make any sense to you but at least now I have an excuse.. I am a very Very Verrrrry Sick man.

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Forget what you think that you know about human beings, forget trying to understand what makes them tick. It is a fruitless endeavor, trying to get inside another persons head, what’s in your head? What lives inside your heart? Are you happy with yourself? Are you the person that you always thought that you could be?. I know a lot of strange questions, coming from a strange man sitting behind his computer, someone that you more than likely will never in your life ever meet. But the question still stands.. Who are you? Who is that person that is always there with you through every second of your life?.. Hmmm. Close your eyes now, if only for a second. Look deep inside yourself. What do you see yourself doing to change the world around you? In your dreams..
Do you see yourself flying?
Do you see yourself helping others?
Do you make a difference in the life of an abused Child?
Or a woman’s?
Do you help others regardless of race, creed or color?
Touch with your heart not your fists.
In 2007 dare to dream.. Learn to fly so others may fly with you.
Dare to be Human..

Peace out Y’all See you next weekend.

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HAPPY
NEW
YEAR
BLOGSTREAM!!



Well Another year has almost come and gone, and the Blogstream is moving into 2007 with a bang! I'll be hanging out here in the Tomb for a bit and then I'm headed over to the Darkside Tavern to kick it with the girls. (sober of course) To all of my Blogstream Friends and to those I haven't met yet y'all be careful tonight God bless you and we'll see you in 2007! Happy New Year Y'all!

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