Thursday … yesterday … was surely a dopey day.
And to think,
it was the day after Wednesday,
my 48th Wedding Anniversary Day.
Now Hal! … How dopey is that!?
Dopey posts … dopey pictures … dopey all around the whole dopey day! And yet it was a very good day in terms of blog statistics considering I’m such a Dope!
I just have to overlook the Mafia hit attempts on my life; Excommunication from the church (and I’m not Catholic); blotched fatwas; and general boos, hisses, threats and negative comments in general.
But I have hopefully learned my lesson on ‘how and not how for Hal’ to write posts!
Maybe I am a Dope. Or maybe I taking to much Dope. Or maybe just maybe I’m getting to much or to little Dopamine you see!
Even God has made his displeasure known with sudden chest pains and numbness in my left arm and right brain hemisphere.
So I pray for forgiveness from my God and ‘oh my god’ limited followers! Never, ever will I again ever post and reply in any manner similar to that approaching Dopey Thursday the 18th!
Just some thoughts on Time:
Time flies … What Time is it?
Time also marches on!
Time never stops .,,
Time is money … Time lost!
In no Time … in due Time …
One day at a Time!
Countless Times … wondrous Times …
In the St Nick of Time!
One moment in Time …
Time to catch up … OverTime!
A Time loop … a Time clock …
A long Time ago!
More Time … Timeliness …
Once upon a Time!
Time travel … Time warp …
A Time of wonder … good Times …
The best of Times!
Time heals all wounds … a Time for war …
Time wins out for sure!
Old Man Time … Time lapse …
Just one more Time!
Time speeds up … Time slows down …
Time stands still!
Time is an illusion … Timeliness …
I’m completely Out of Time!
At least for this brief Moment in Time!
In Edger Allen Poe’s 18-stanza poem,
“Quoth the Raven, Nevermore,”
toward the middle
and gets repeated,
or the word “nevermore”
in the subsequent stanzas.
Poe’s oft-repeated theme
the importance of memory,
consists of continuous loss.
UVA English professor Jerome McGann features Poe’s well-known, spooky poem, “The Raven” in his new book.
“The Poet Edger Allen Poe: Alien Angel”
Seems that everyday
I get up thinking
‘what’s the use …
what’s it all about …
why write? …
who really cares?
But then I just compose another post …
submit it on the host …
Quoth the Raven
Never, Ever …
A psychological test of sorts. What you see may tell you something about yourself. So what does this image say to you?
Maybe you see:
A Mars landscapes…
A storm… on Earth or elsewhere…
The coast line on the Black Sea?
Turn it 90 degrees to the right, Arnold Schwarzenegger bodybuilding…
Turn it again, a man’s back…
Again, a left shoulder arm extended…
or maybe you see…
A London night scene with Jack the Ripper lurking in the dark…
A mountain range…
Food like strange tomato soup…
There are unlimited possibilities to see what you might see.
Well, what was one of the things I saw when I created this image?
Dolly Parton under the sheets!
What does that say about me?
What is it really?
Well! It is just an ordinary bed sheet enhanced sans Dolly!
Dolly needs no enhancement!
Some of the greatest insights have been born in dreams!
Movie outlines have been formed; song melodies heard; and many of the greatest discoveries in human history realized.
Even Albert Einstein, himself, finally had his ultimate breakthrough in a dream!
He went to bed thinking about …….
E = m … d … 2
And by God, what really did he finally ‘C’?
This post seems like a lot of empty space!
What are all those dogs barking at anyway?
Are they barking at shadows?
Maybe entities, spirits, or energy that doesn’t belong here?
Normal barking at cats, strangers, passing cars…
Blank walls, yards or nothing in particular at all!
Do they bark because they’re afraid of the dark?
Bark at something standing in a corner but otherwise nothing visible?
And why does Oreo sometimes look at me and aggressively bark like I’m a stranger which I’m surely not!
They hear things we never hear. Maybe they’re attuned to see things we rarely ever see.
Nothing personal … hopefully nothing paranormal …
Yes! What are all those dogs barking at?
The simple answer is, we don’t know!!!