Goodbye September —

Friday, September 30th, 2016 —  -1°C / +29°F foggy & frosty @ 7:07 am in Atlantic Canada — Kayla Yetman’s Birthday 🙂 —

Sun Streaks.

— Sun Streaks —

— This looks more like a sunset than a sunrise to me, but –

Virtual Sunrise?

— This Sunrise looks like Virtual Reality —

— This morning’s foggy start didn’t look anything like the above – Of course, I was closer down in it than up at the point of view in the above shot or work of art or both.

2016-09-30-onepipelineistoomuch

— The above is a screenshot of the cover of an article written & published on ricochet –  https://ricochet.media/en/1423/one-pipeline-is-too-many-its-time-for-a-united-east-west-opposition – If you go check that out I think you click on the “v” to get to the article.

 

Waterfall over a cave.

I was quite inspired by a couple photos of waterfalls in this morning’s twitter feeds.

— I have no idea where that is, but I think I would like to be there, relaxing to the sound of falling water.

--- And this one --- waterfall in the back - feels like a canyon or cliff side up closer ---

— And this one — waterfall in the back – feels like a canyon or cliff side up closer —

— With the black rocks and their surface patterns, I don’t think that’s anywhere I’ve been.

 

"No TTIP" Flag going up.

— Looks like GreenPeace is upping its campaign against the TTIP —

— TTIP = TransAtlantic Trade and Investment Partnership. { I capitalized the A in Atlantic – they didn’t. }

River + Canyon.

— & Here’s another inspiring look at another river and the canyon it might have carved. —

— The above river and canyon might be in Portugal. { or maybe the tweeter is in Portugal? Or both? } But that looks like another wonderful place to go for a boat ride.

Peter Caode, cool weatherman, is retiring.

— Peter Coade , a weather person with a comforting, character-filled voice, is retiring. He is out of Nova Scotia, and we heard him giving morning weather forecasts for our section of New Brunswick enough to appreciate him. —

— A favourite local weather person is retiring, today would have been his final pre-retirement broadcast. I really liked his voice and his delivery. This guy sounded like a best friend and valued neighbour. He earned his retirement, but I’ll miss hearing his forecasts.

Diversity at the theatre.

— { “Cultural Diversity enriches everybody -” – Me. } I grew up in a hostile environment and I didn’t have as many strikes against me before I started as lots of people did, who continue to need to struggle against intense opposition to glean any little bit of self-esteem they can beg, borrow or steal in this world. Nobody should have to beg, borrow or steal their self-esteem, it should be a natural birth right.

— Of course, even in a day filled with inspiring photographs, we are reminded that not everything is peaches and cream. And not all that peaches and cream isn’t poisoned with Genetically Modified Ingredients. –

 

Each tear is a teacher.

— Each tear is a poet, a healer, a teacher? — This may be true if someone in your environment is a nurturer. —

— Nice sentiment, but with the epidemic of youthful suicides – especially in First Nations/Native American communities, too many tears don’t get a chance to teach anybody anything but intense pain. I believe it’s time to pray that all people in distress get enough loving attention to pick them up and pat them on the back and convince them way down deep that they are loved, that they are valued, that they mean a lot to all of us. Forget the hate-mongers.

 

--- Smile ---

Let me see if I can remember this one:
“- The world is a braided pumpkin          
– sitting on the shoulder of a worm    
– Your smile just saved a million lives
— Isn’t Love Outrageous? —  “

— I wrote the ‘poem’ in quotes after reading about a form of Chinese or Zen poetry. The first line makes a statement. The second line expands on the first. The third line introduces something else entirely. And the fourth line ties it all together. I knew I scored with this poem when a serious musician friend read it and nearly fell on the floor laughing. That was before ‘rotfl’ entered our consciousness as a thing.

 

Moon Rise

— As a child I was slightly afraid of the dark. As a young adult I thought, ‘Most monstrous humans are peacefully asleep at night.’ Now I kind of embrace the idea that night time can be almost all things to all people. Wonderful, terrifying, peacefully inspiring & any number of other things. —

— Looks like somebody had fun with World Building Software. 🙂 Or they photo-shopped the heck out of the above…

 

Shooting star over the giants' causeway.

— “Shooting Star over the Giants’ Causeway?” —

— Um – okay, I’ll admit it, I sometimes have trouble seeing photos of this place without hearing strains from Led Zeppelin’s “Houses of the Holy” album. But this is one ‘cool’ photograph.

Nature = Wisdom?

— This is from a couple days ago, but it kind of fits this section of this post. —

— Um, I don’t think the people living in Pompeii the day of the eruption thought Nature was all that wise. That statement may have had some kind of Karmic poetic justice behind it, or brought some really tough lessons for those who didn’t survive – But, other than that, yeah, Nature and Wisdom go hand in hand, 99% of the time, and human ‘consciousness’ will doubt that connection during the other 1%.

Happiness IS THE Way.

— I should end on a happy note with this. But will I? —

— Yeah, I’ll let nature and some busy photographers do most of my talking today. It’s a beautiful world, Don’t Frack it up. —

~~~~~ Jim

Tuesday, The Day After Yesterday —

Tuesday, September 27th, 2016 — was 4°C / 38°F & still dark @ 6:51 am in this little corner of Atlantic Canada — Mary Ellen S.’s Birthday 🙂 { Heart Heart Heart } —

After they wreck the planet for profit, losers may realize they can't eat money.

— No, ya can’t eat money — Quoting First Nations Wisdom —

— Once again, I thought I’d check the ‘Tweet-Us-Sphere’ and found a  lot to think about, a little bit to gag over, a lot of cute kitten and puppy photos and some really gorgeous – although possibly photo-shopped – landscapes and even city-scapes. This morning.

Annual John Lennon Concert announcement.

— This was from two days ago, but it’s worth repeating here, I do believe —

— I have spiritual connections with both J.L. and Donovan – Used to calm crying babies down by playing some of Donovan’s riffs on my Ovation guitar – “Don’t let appearances fool you -“

Stop worrying about what others think about you. ---

Stop worrying about what others think of you —

— If today had a ‘Tweet-Us-Theme’ it was “Stop worrying about how others see you/ Don’t measure yourself by what you see/think you see others achieving/being-“

Ya can't live somebody else's life.

— Example # 2 – Ya can’t live somebody else’s life —

— I get conflicting opinions about what Steve Jobs was all about. He is portrayed as a person who liked to shock people, who ‘outed’ people who didn’t share his style of doing things, [ shamed a guy as a ‘virgin’ for wearing a suit to a meeting at Apple when Jobs showed up barefoot and ultra casual —> in a TeeVee movie about the development of the personal computer – ] A close friend had her brother bring Steve Wozniak home to a suburb of Los Angeles with a version of one of the earliest Apple computers which he was bringing to a science fair in La La land – from photos, I guessed that Steve Wozniak would be a lot easier to get along with than Steve Jobs. But then somebody told me that Steve Jobs was a Yogi and handed out books on Yoga philosophy to lots of people. & studied the same school of Yoga as George Harrison & other notables — famous people in this group did not go on television singing the praises of their Guru or anything like that. If you didn’t know Who they followed or what they believed, you wouldn’t learn from the media.

Sunset in Paris

— First – The Pretty Stuff — Sunset in Paris —

— Wow? – Inspiring, hey? But then a Yogi friend told me I lived in Paris in a recent life. I was an Artist who supported my serious endeavors by doing pencil sketches on the streets for paying customers. At first I thought that was a bit off, then, come to think of it, I was super frustrated in high school when 99% of my drawings did not come anywhere near to measuring up to what I thought they should be. & Later, I discovered that when I told my ego to shut the bleep up and let go and let my hands do their thing – I was surprised at the results. And, when I was in my late 30’s I dreamed that my middle sister lived with or near me in Paris in that life time and she was quite taken by the charisma of a guy who was the center of attention at a lot of parties. She married that guy in this life and learned that he was an egocentric jerk – heck, he tried to pick up the woman I brought to their wedding – but she didn’t see that — That was her first marriage — The second one turned out a lot better.

Ack!

& This from “Half Past Human dot com” — Clif is real good at picking up trends in slight changes in linguistics used on the internet and has been uncanny in his ability to see what is coming in the near future, that we subsconsciously know is out there – & winging our way.

— If this guy [ Clif ] told me to head for higher ground, I would grab what I could and beat it in a hurry – climb the highest mountain I could reach.

The powers that think they be...

— The Powers that think they be — { Read the bit in the lower box first to see what they’re responding to in the upper part of this tweet. } Somebody probably did not realize this would fly out there into the chaos that is the ‘Tweet-Us-Sphere’.

— Um, in the 1939 World’s Fair { Before my time – but I saw black and white television memories of it – } and even the 1964 World’s Fair { I did not go to that one either, a friend took me to the park that might still be at the site of that one. } There was lots of talk about how wonderful the future would be – we’d have flying cars and smart highways that we could hook our non-flying cars up to and sit back and relax, be pulled along and warned before the connection would drop us off at our exit – And we would have loads of free time to pursue higher education and creative hobbies because robots would be doing a lot of the repetitive mind numbing work we all had to do before this new age of enlightenment would dawn on us. Then greedy people began busting unions and implementing third world economic warfare on the middle class and creating a climate of constant fear and anxiety so they could manipulate all of us into the state of mind where some of us actually think Hitler’s rhetoric recycled through Donald J Trump’s mouth makes sense and his ideology just might save us from the monsters under our beds and in our kids’ closets.  { Do Not Believe That! } {{{ Read “The Energy Non-Crisis” by Lindsey Williams }}}

Aimee Richardson's Journal.

— Flashback to my early youth —

— I know the feeling. Before my fifth birthday, one night when I was having difficulty getting to sleep, lying there in the dark, watching ghosts float across the room toward me in quite the stately procession – I did finally start to drift off and then heard a voice I thought was my grandfather talking to me through the wonders of a magic telephone enabled by the springs in my bed? “Do you know who I am?” – Me: “Yeah, you’re my grandfather-” “I have a message for you, Somebody ‘Important’ over here believes you could be quite a good writer if you want to be…” some things would be changed in this life, rearranged to develop and accent my writing abilities — not everything would be ‘easy street’ but I’d get a lot out of this, if I said ‘Yes’ — I said, “Yes.” And while still young, like before sixth grade? I quite often felt drawn to pads of blank paper, and really liked the feel of some books when I picked them up and held them. I felt compelled to write stuff and then often felt awful because I had taken these beautiful blank pages and filled them with very sloppy handwriting and stories that went nowhere. My first story? A dog and a rabbit were best friends – that’s all I remember now. I knew dogs and rabbits were natural enemies, so I wanted them to be best friends. I figured I had to start with kids stories, right? {{{ & Aimee Richardson and other young actors impressed me when twitter suggested I check them out. REALLY impressed me. I used to think anybody who looked as good as some of them do would never need to use their minds or their ‘higher sensibilities’ if all they had to do was smile just right at some ‘eligible rich guy’ and have anything they needed or wanted delivered to them on a virtual silver platter – but too may of these kids { who are young enough to be my grandchildren, shhhhh don’t tell anybody I admitted to that…. } really do have beautiful ‘old souls’ and that shines through – 🙂

Looks like up north.

— Looks like up north —

— Looks like Newfoundland – or northern Scotland or Scandinavia or Russia or —–

— I did go out of my way to copy and save a tweet underlining in red a lot of things that were not asked during last night’s debate. That tweet was posted by somebody who obviously has it in for Hillary. I am not a Hillary fan. & I have a sneaking suspicion some more ‘Fit’ will hit the ‘Shan’ before the election. But ‘we don’t need no stinkin recycled third reich bull chips!’ either. How far do you think we could get with a write in campaign? Or wait a minute —-

Conspiracy Watch Vote Results

— Couple days ago — my friend responded to this ‘vote’ and sent me a screen shot of the results — This happened last Sunday, don’t go looking to vote now. —

— I have no idea whether tons of Republicans found out about this ‘Vote’ and heavily ‘stuffed the ballot box’ – but – look how well the third and fourth party candidates are received in the real world beyond US borders. { the ‘republican’ results smell too much like A ‘Newt Gingritch Clone’ got every man woman and child card carryin’ republican with a twitter account to hurry up and vote here ]

Orange Kitten peeking out from under covers on somebody's nice white bed.

— Ooops – how’d that get in here? —

— I told you we get more than our share of cuter than bleep kittens and puppies and even bears and other scary things within the expanding microverse that is twitter  — & If I know anything about orange cats — this guy might have just pooped in there or brought a bloody dead mouse in with him — { or her } —

Venice

— And — to close on a beautiful note – Venice — hope it doesn’t sink due to global climate schnarr —

— I might add another smallish bit liberated from twitter pages the other day —

Purple Fairy Moon.

— I forget what I might have said about this in another blog…. ‘duh’ —

— Bon soir mes amis –,

~~~~~Jim

 

— Duh— Is it Tomorrow Yet?

Monday, September 26th, 2016 — 3˚C / 38˚F & Still Dark @ 7:00 am in our little corner of Atlantic Canada —

Farm Stand side yard.

‘Farm Stand with farm animals and Playground. Plus dark threatening clouds overhead.’

— I woke up this morning thinking it was Tuesday. Last Friday morning, Cathi was so sure that it was Saturday that she turned off her alarm after it went off. So I guess whatever we’re experiencing, it’s contagious. 😉

— Yesterday, we ‘discovered’ a couple farm stands on Hwy 105 South – on the east side of the St John River. Cathi had already seen them a while back and wanted to go there to check out what they had for sale, this was our first opportunity to do that. I thought we were in Jemseg. Cathi later told somebody that Jemseg is actually 50 kilometers south of where we were, in Maugerville. The first farm stand is one I heard about before – with a giant potato man waving at traffic in front of the building. It had been in the same family for generations and the sad farmer came to the realization that his offspring didn’t want to continue on with the tradition, so he was selling it. The second one, above, had this side yard with several penned up farm animals: goats, sheep, alpacas – and a bit of a playground to keep kids happy and busy while they were there. Yesterday also had a bunch of ‘sunshowers’ popping up all afternoon. You can see one approaching in this photograph- a couple minutes later it was pouring rain in just as bright sunshine and most of the animals ran under the roof of a small shelter like building in the centre of this fenced off area. Signs all around the fence there say “Animals May Bite” & in essence: ‘Don’t do anything stupid-‘ 🙂

~~~~~ Jim