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December 2008 
Hey, Fear! Bring It On, Baby!
Posted on Dec 3rd, 2008
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Jo
Jo
You actually think that was a worthy thrust? A run in my hose right before work, causing me to be afraid that people might stare at evidence of poverty? Try again! I just turned them wrong-side and now the run doesn't show. Ha!
A report about the faling Stock Exchange that you intruded into my morning email? Oh, pish-tosh! Lame, Silly-Slithery Thing! Did you actually forget that I have no weakness there? I was ahead of the game in the loss. You amuse me and I question your intelligence in the onslaught.
My children? Suggest you not go there, Creepy Creature. I love them, but you will not invade me with your presence in that sphere. They are people I enjoy knowing and who know themselves well. They will live as long and as well as Creator allows. Another miss, Foe.
The state of affiars in the World? Now, that one pricks me. But, I do what I can as I can and live in hope that many others do the same. Regular folk do what is necessary. Who the heck do you think was watering the flora in the Garden of Eden while the main characters were frolicking and making history?!
Getting old? Hmm. Well, 'Ya just got it ta do," as my father said. So what's new about that, except the style in which one does it? Fear, as compared to me, you are naked when it comes to style.
Where else do ya wanna go, Guy? WWII? Wasn't there quite yet, but got the leftovers - good and bad. Hiding under the desk in third grade, thinking that an atom bomb might fall at any moment? Learning that the rain forests supply all our air and gasping in my small bedtime, thinking it might be my last? Oh, and then there were those "Commies!" How on earth did we ever get past that?! But, we did.
You did some pretty effective work, tho, through my lifetime. There was Nixon. There was the Death of Camelot in Dallas. There was - well, no words - in New York.
Okay Fear, you're still alive, despite my attempt to slay you. However, I reserve the right and the might to annul your after-effect in my life and those about. I will play and laugh and eat and sleep and care and pray and work very hard to invite hope - Hope that erases all Fear. Someday, I generously wish that you will RIP, Fear.
Well, fer cryin' out loud! About to sign off with you, Fear, and you send in your minion, Whatif! Whatif asks about being homeless, hungry, mugged, ill, dying, betrayed, shunned, laughed at, etc. What a sniveling, considering that's all a possibility but not the now of now. Mercy Fear, how you do go on!
Well, not today/this moment. This moment, it's time to do the dishes, heat the leftovers, take my few dollars to the store, enjoy the snow, feed the cats, say hello to and laugh with friends you will never know. Fear, I wish you complete aloneness. May you rot in solitary confinement!
Dear Friends - Gaia and otherwise - that last is my New Year Wish for all!
A report about the faling Stock Exchange that you intruded into my morning email? Oh, pish-tosh! Lame, Silly-Slithery Thing! Did you actually forget that I have no weakness there? I was ahead of the game in the loss. You amuse me and I question your intelligence in the onslaught.
My children? Suggest you not go there, Creepy Creature. I love them, but you will not invade me with your presence in that sphere. They are people I enjoy knowing and who know themselves well. They will live as long and as well as Creator allows. Another miss, Foe.
The state of affiars in the World? Now, that one pricks me. But, I do what I can as I can and live in hope that many others do the same. Regular folk do what is necessary. Who the heck do you think was watering the flora in the Garden of Eden while the main characters were frolicking and making history?!
Getting old? Hmm. Well, 'Ya just got it ta do," as my father said. So what's new about that, except the style in which one does it? Fear, as compared to me, you are naked when it comes to style.
Where else do ya wanna go, Guy? WWII? Wasn't there quite yet, but got the leftovers - good and bad. Hiding under the desk in third grade, thinking that an atom bomb might fall at any moment? Learning that the rain forests supply all our air and gasping in my small bedtime, thinking it might be my last? Oh, and then there were those "Commies!" How on earth did we ever get past that?! But, we did.
You did some pretty effective work, tho, through my lifetime. There was Nixon. There was the Death of Camelot in Dallas. There was - well, no words - in New York.
Okay Fear, you're still alive, despite my attempt to slay you. However, I reserve the right and the might to annul your after-effect in my life and those about. I will play and laugh and eat and sleep and care and pray and work very hard to invite hope - Hope that erases all Fear. Someday, I generously wish that you will RIP, Fear.
Well, fer cryin' out loud! About to sign off with you, Fear, and you send in your minion, Whatif! Whatif asks about being homeless, hungry, mugged, ill, dying, betrayed, shunned, laughed at, etc. What a sniveling, considering that's all a possibility but not the now of now. Mercy Fear, how you do go on!
Well, not today/this moment. This moment, it's time to do the dishes, heat the leftovers, take my few dollars to the store, enjoy the snow, feed the cats, say hello to and laugh with friends you will never know. Fear, I wish you complete aloneness. May you rot in solitary confinement!
Dear Friends - Gaia and otherwise - that last is my New Year Wish for all!
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Nice blog and needed it. Just get on with me and life. Got enough going on in my life and to add fear to it all just seems like a waste of my time now. Thanks again.
Awesome blog! Thanks Veronica for the bread crumbs. And Jo, that was just an excellent read today. :)