Saturday HaiKu: Freedom, Choice and Hope

On the Precipice

I’m a man set free

live or die, by my own hand.

Fear or Hope, My Choice


Without choice there is no freedom.

Without freedom there is no hope.

Without hope there is no life.

We choose for ourselves because we are free to do so, which gives us boundless hope to change both ourselves and our circumstances. Slavery to the Will of Another, no matter how benevolent or seemingly beneficial… is still Slavery.
“It is for Freedom that we have been made Free”. Not to be Bound again even to our Liberators. Free Born and meant to be Free to make our own mistakes, take our own responsibilities, and yes… earn and enjoy our own successes.

“Be not caught up again in the yoke of Slavery”… to Anyone. Refuse Fear. Refuse to be enslaved. Choose… Freedom.


Saturday HaiKu: Fr-Enemies with Benefits

Enemies and Friends
From here, my front room
Until my words make Friends of Enemies
My own Game of Thrones.

Blogging your life can be hard work, impossible even, if one doesn’t build in the possibility of disagreement… sometimes even STRONG disagreement. People I once agreed with and agreed with me now disagree with me and I with them.

Walls have Windows

On the other side

We once walked together We

Separated Paths


On the other hand, some who I now agree with can’t seem to agree with me agreeing with them or even listen to me as I try to make New Friends of Old Enemies.

The best part of this difficult, seemingly gargantuan task is that I can choose to see these interactions as Walls or Windows.

“I must be willing to extend to you the courtesy I expect from you. Otherwise we’re just typing into the Ether.” -mike

Only I can make the decision to ‘clean’ the crap off of my perceptions and assumptions of the other person’s Agenda or Trap that they have ‘undoubtedly’ set for me… And just simply be open and honest enough to offer a direct or clear answer to a direct or clear question. And make sure my intentions and motives are “clean” for the other person as well. Hoping that he or she is willing to grant the same benefit of doubt to me as I do for them.

“Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar” -Freud”

I think conversations, learning, listening and growing go better that way. Your mileage may vary.

What do you think? Down in the bucket below. You know what to do.


Saturday FWIW: My Newest Best Friends

“for what it’s worth. informal. said when you are giving someone a piece of information and you are not certain if that information is useful or important.”

Welcome back to FWIW, a weekly post of the mundane and possibly useless things that come into my head or have been scavenged from blog posts or the general internet that I’ve found interesting, provocative or just downright strange. Here’s my entry this week.
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Traffic in Phoenix Sucks
Having changed schedules at work back in June from Opening at 5am to Closing at 5pm… I now ride in and home with a few Tens of Thousands of my Newest Best Friends and fellow commuters. Yeah, it’s sucks.

  • From trying to keep the guy who pulls up right beside me and turns on his blinker, expecting me to open up a car sized hole In Front of mine when it’s obvious to anyone with even the slightest patch of light sensitive cells on the front of their face that I’m hugging the back bumper of the monster truck in front of me…
  • …to trying to merge into a 4 lane freeway with the hoards of humanity from a two lane on-ramp narrowed to a One Lane on-ramp by a Six Week Construction project…
  • …to the 30yr old idiot who screams on at the next major convergence of that OTHER four lane freeway full of Offensive Driving School graduates, trying to go from the far right lane to the furthest left HOV lane at 65 miles per hour and less than 10 seconds across five lanes of equally shocked, scared and coffee deprived drivers just trying to make it to work before the clock strikes… whatever.

  • That’s not even saying how much MORE crazy the trip back home at the end of the work day is. Much more crazy… Please, with cream and sugar. Life was easier when I left my house at 4am to get to work by 430am with time to spare for coffee and a relaxing run up to the day’s events. And I’d get home by two, when everyone else was still trying to get thru their last pile of over stacked workload.

    All right, rant over. I’m home for the long holiday weekend.

    Here’s where you come in. Down in the bucket… you know what to do. Thanks in advance for your input.

    Friday Round-up:

    Welcome to the Friday Round-up. This will be a weekly post of links from Prized or Picked posts from the week either in my feed, of those who follow me, or otherwise “notable” posts that I feel have been Good, Interesting or… let’s just leave it at ‘Notable’.

    The criteria is my own choosing, however thru the week if you have suggestions for the Round-up, please let me know. Here is the Round-up for this week:

    A great little post on Scottish stones

    Easter Aquorthies Recumbent Stone Circle

    A recent post from a book blog I follow that does great reviews and information about reading and books

    For Your Eye Alone

    A nice post on one of my favorite authors and one of my favorite classic reads

    Sometimes <i>The Lord of the Rings</i> Is Actually Funny

    Willow’s entry for Twittering Tales was especially good. Not to mention her post encouraged my weekly participation in the meme.

    And now… For the Notable post:

    This last one is neither one I have followed or one that follows me, at least on this current “incarnation” of my blog. It’s also not one from the last week. But I wanted to post it because it saddened me.

    See, I used to follow Tim on my previous blog and when I just went to re-follow him on this one… I found that he’d passed away in June of this year.

    During the time four years ago when I was questioning my previous faith, Tim’s blog was a source of information as well as hope that I could still “follow Jesus” without the trappings of my previous positions that were quickly being proven unfounded.

    I’m still questioning, still looking for answers and still “following” Jesus, or his example, even now as someone who considers himself “deconverted” and “Recovering” from Evangelical Christianity.

    The point is… That Tim’s blog gave me hope, a direction of search, and people who understood at a time when I really needed all three.

    I’m sad to hear he’s passed away. But I’m very pleased that his blog posts are still there. Still there for me to direct others to who may be currently in the position I was.

    Well, that the Round-up. Any thoughts? Ideas? Down in the bucket. You know what to do.


    Thoreauvian Thursday: True Apologetics

    There are too many on the Net who think that by arguing against the positions of those who disagree with them, that will automatically demonstrate the truth of what they themselves are saying. I think this is dishonest. Either unknowingly or worse, knowingly so.

    Let them see. Stop trying to argue against the alternatives. Start supporting what you are arguing For. Leave the chips fall where they may. It’s the more honest way.

    Funniest thing I’ve seen all day

    If you put aside the Blah-Blah-Blah, the bottom line is that ‘any excuse will do’ so that they can continue sinning.

    I did comment on his blog how his post made my day. But I wonder if he realizes that Atheists don’t believe in God therefore they don’t believe they are sinning. They can’t “just want to keep sinning” because in their minds… They aren’t.

    Also stuck me how dismissive he was “blah, blah, blah” of possible reasons Atheists might have, good or bad, for not believing in God, let alone his particular “brand” of God, or his particular “sub brand” within that brand.

    His primary idea is that if people don’t believe his particular God exists, then they’re ultimately Atheists who “just want to sin”. Maybe people like him should do a better job of providing the evidence and reasons good enough to convince people of their God’s existence rather than berate and insult them for not believing.

    This post of the blogger’s couldn’t display less thought, consideration and effort if he tried. It literally made my day, and I’m not even an Atheist. Lol

    100 Word Wednesday: Twisted Truth

    Image by Cyranny

    This will be a new weekly post 100 Word Wednesday. It’s a writing prompt meme by which invites others to share in the joys and creativity of micro fiction. I’ll let her explain:

    How to participate? A few guidelines as we begin….

    1. Simply check my feed, or search the reader, for the 100WW or tag #100WW, post each Wednesday. I’ll also be posting on my Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook Feeds.
    2. Write your submission on your blog, Instagram, Twitter, or Facebook Feed and ping back to the weekly blog post. Feel free to use the image provided or your own. Please do credit the artist whose image we use — Links provided.
    3. I have not enabled automatic pingbacks due to a plethora of spam messages attempting to link up. Do feel free to also continue posting your links and I will enable your pingbacks as I check my blog. Thank you for understanding!!
    4. I’ll provide a Weekly Summary, or Windup, of posts on or by Tuesday; take the opportunity to read and comment on your fellow bloggers posts {keeping in mind to give each other grace and space}. I try to read them all and post your submission in the Weekly Windup.
    5. Have fun! I enjoy reading your challenge submissions!


    Here is my entry for the week.

    “There I was…”. So begins almost every exaggerated fish and fight story known to man. Most have only an illusory connection to reality. Many tellers of tales that begin such can only wish they were actually true to their dull and mundane realities. I on the other hand could only hope to forget what I had seen, yet only reluctantly repeat.
    My story began with a walk thru the park just down the street from where I live. It’s a quaint little town outside of Wichita, Kansas where nothing ever happens out of the norm. Until of course she came.

    100 words