A Qualified Homeless Writer

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Walgreens Pharmacy

Yesterday, January 21, 2020 @ 6:12 PM. Just left the pharmacy to get a refill on my prescription. This line was long. I left my house a little after 5:20. Yes, that’s how long I was waiting. Something happened on this night’s occasion though … I cried my eyes out. I was listening to some music by David Jackson. A song called “Brand New Family (Connected Through God)” was playing and I was bumpin’ to it but a young man had my attention the whole while I was waiting. I think he’s homeless. He was walking up and down trying to get the attention to those of us in line. I’m unsure what he wanted. A part of me wanted to roll down the window; the other part – leery.

The song! The young man! Tears pouring down like I knew the guy on the street, but I didn’t. Thing was — the lyrics to the song are “I am family. You’re family. We’re family connected through God. I will love and I will pray for you. And together we’ll make it through. We are a brand new family in Him. We’re connected through God. We’re connected through God!” ….

Many upon many blame God for this or that when tragedy strikes, but that wasn’t my first thought. My first thought was “I can’t help the young man! … God, why can’t I help him?! He’s considered family just in the fact that ALL souls are Yours (God).” In the literal sense, this young man looks so much like my nephew. OMG!! The mirror reflected and I saw a real person who, I believe, suffers from some mental dis’ease. Yes! A dis-ease!! It is not easy for them to be this way. Medication is said to help, but as my Auntie stated last year after being classified “unruly” in a home that “I’m tired of taking pills. I’ve been taking pills for over 40 years and I’m just tired!

My plea to God in helping this young man, and now others in his shoes (homeless, mental, etc.) is based on a new understanding … I’m not qualified to help. Money is not enough! Food, clothing, etc., IS NOT ENOUGH! I’m still irritated that my Auntie is not allowed to be institutionalized for her case. A recapped post was my Auntie suffers with Bipolar and Schizophrenia. One of the workers at the facility where she’s located said to my Mom that the only way she can be institutionalized is if she brings harm to someone! What the hell?!!!!!! Then and only then is she declared mentally unstable?!!!

“My God, my God, teach us how to be aware of others and where they are. We see the homeless and, sometimes, we regard them, but Father in heaven we are so limited! Reveal to us those who are qualified. Give them the heart to want to help. There is a dire need around the world and we’re to blind to see it!! Please God, we really need to see!”

Here’s a writing I was going to post some time ago but timing has proven otherwise. The truth of something extremely important …

How should our story end?

Blog Fridays: Bloggers — "It Had To Be You"

I have chosen to end this week’s blog on a different note! This beautiful ballet with Barbra Streisand and Michael Buble is marvelously done. Its soothing harmonious tones of the big band captures the heart and brings you next to a loved one held so dear. It’s worth the time! It’s worth the mention. In its purest sense bloggers … It Had To Be You! This is a way to say thank you for being a part of my life and allowing me into yours. I’m pleased to be here. This blogging experience has been quite the journey. Hmmm, I can only imagine what’s next!

Thanks again!!

Your Thoughts, Please!

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Routine! Again! Repeats! Life can deal us an infinite loop that can cause an array of emotions. Depression! Anguish! A feeling of losing hope which can lead to feeling empty which can, also, lead to suicidal thoughts. Gosh! I can’t stand this one bit. So, this promises to be so short that, even you, will be amaze!

Here it is ….

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Is there a way to break monotony?! Seriously. Can it be broken? If you have an idea, please, share with me (ultimately the world) how to break it.

I will leave this last thought … I already know about management; neither am I bored. I just want to know if it’s possible to break monotony?

What is There is Not Always Their

Bloggers?! We’re obsessed with blogging some intrigue of whatever the sort to get someone to read our message. Yeah, yeah! The typical to why we dos and becauses’. Just ridiculous. So, that lead me to my “drudged entertainment” for the day, lol! I’m being hard on myself, but not really. Today’s blog presents my “every-once-in-a-while” challenge.

Wait a sec … is it every once in a while? LOL. I need the thinking emoji right about now lol. I think I did a “challenge” not long ago. Was it yesterday? …. I don’t remember. …. Okay, okay …. let’s begin ……

Welcome to the “No-Yes Experience”
Solve tone’s deliverance as the maker of “indifference”
Don’t assume anything
Keep an opened mind
Twists and turns are the things that cloud our define

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Is a no a no?
Is it a yes?
Is 'although' the go as the 'no-yes' permits progress?
What is the problem?
The 'no-yes' is just to better another's consequences
It's not like the other can evolve them ...
Evident in their cognizant
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Do you see what’s wrong?
Was a dissonant tone used above?
The sound of harassment; the sound in love?
If you first thought harassment, maybe you were a tad farfetched
Obviously, a connect misconstrued as reject
Love is, may be to some, melodies of harassing enchantments
Benefited advancements in steps toward enhancement
Fasten your eyes on a bigger point
You'd see the anointment in blissful chemistry
Preferably the gestured unselfishly lending resourcefulness generously
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Does the tone in the explained sound one sided?
A misguide to the other's applied?
Yet, retrace as the 'no-yes' permits its case ...
Evident displace by one or both parties encase?

Antagonism is the motivation behind the “riddle.” We see it happening; kind of like the “Me Too” movement. Sometimes what is “shared” is not really the truth. Do I think some would make up something to get attention and/or money? I absolutely do! Take a look at the 9’11 crisis. Unfortunately, it was reported that people made up nonexistent family just to gain. Sad, but true! This point is crucial and needs a closer careful look.

I didn’t reveal the riddle. It is left for you to decide. This is another awareness mirroring our everyday. By all means, I’d love to know your standpoint. Did you find what’s in the picture? ….

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Scary isn’t?

Bloggers, May I Have Your Indulgence

Apparently, I’m doing a string this week. Monday and Wednesday’s post was pretty “hit home” to me. It lead me to think about this personal story I’d like to share with you about healing. This promises to be a short but significant story.

Maybe a couple of years ago, an acquaintance of mine was asking about my depression. He wondered what I did to overcome it. I explained that overcoming didn’t happen! The seed of depression is like the abyss of the ocean — it runs beyond deep. What I did do, however, I learned how to handle it. So, he then asked how. I told him that overtime I learned my triggers. Depression, like anger, has triggers! Even, now, the thought comes to me that anger is a protection to the vulnerability that won’t and/or can’t heal. So, then he told me about a colleague of his who’s suffering from depression. He said she’d talk about it but didn’t want, seemingly, to get help. I, then, lowered the boom!

She didn’t want the help! This young lady spoke of many things to trigger the pain herself. She desired to stay there! A person who truly wants help gets help. I’m not just talking about the prescribed medication they give; which, by the way, I didn’t get. I didn’t want them. For me, talking with trusted family and God is what has helped me handle the depression. I’m referring to those who seek counsel along with, possible, medication.

Yesterday’s SPEAK message was just that ….. SPEAK!!! If you are one of those bleeders in addition to not wanting help …. rude awakening …. you are forcing others to not be around you. You’re becoming a headache! STOP THAT!!! Eventually, people will began to keep you at bay. Oh, they will talk to you but rarely. They may even come around but far and in between.

Thanks kindly for your indulgence! Please, give a thumbs up if you agree. If you don’t agree … Please, by all means, tell me why. What is your solution? Feedback is always welcomed!

Bloggers, Reread Seeds 2 Feed

Good morning fellow Bloggers! How are you doing this wonderful morning? Do you find this kind of funny? I’m addressing you as though it’s some type of informal letter. Well, in a sense, it is. We have decided to greet each other through posts. You speak (inform, entertain, etc.) to me and I you.

Hi!

I was rereading some pasts writes which inspired “Bloggers, Reread Seeds 2 Feed.” What this means — we should sometimes reread seeds (information, encouragements, etc.) we’ve written, posted, depicted, etc., and remind our fellow blogger family!

Have you ever felt admonished to repeat something you’ve posted but felt it would cost you because it’s a blog? What would it take to remove that guilt? Do you realize that even our “professional” bloggers are repeating themselves? There are only so many tips they have to help us. The cleverness is in presentation!

I present to you a seed of hope …

This inspired write was created because of a young lady diagnosed with brain cancer. She has a child around (I believe) 12 years old. She posted on Face Book that the doctors had given her 3 to 6 months to live. She sought prayer. It was clear that she had many concerns because she quite young and she didn’t want to leave her daughter behind. I know this young lady and her daughter, and, thus was born …

Perchance you have a loved one or know of someone who is in need of more than encouragement but an actual touch from the One who still performs miracles. I pray this be what God intends in whatever its behalf!

By the way … grateful to report the young lady went back to the doctor for her checkup. She was given a clean bill of health! This was over a year ago! Blessed be the name of the Lord!!

A Writer’s Write

A MUST read all the way to the end!

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Idea after idea after idea! I’m sure there is always something to talk, or in our world, write about. Which leads me to this question. Is there such a thing as writing about writing? This, perhaps, can stem from those who help other bloggers (writers) formulate their ideas and make a clear message for our audience. Yet, in this very moment I’m feeling as though writing is becoming about writing.

Lately, I’ve had to experience some crucial rude awakenings and, admit, frustration’s peace appears allusive. First question: how can frustration be peaceful? Second, how can it be allusive? Great questions by the way (lol). The second question actually explains the first. The suggestion (or allusion) being made is that my rude awakenings have brought troubling truths that I can’t avoid. I’ve tried to, but circumstances won’t let me. So, frustration has a peace because of settling on what needs to be done. Still unclear? I love it. Well, writing about writing! My mind is clouded with complexities of trees, fans, clothes, lions and rain, and I’ve set to write a blog about writing. But you’ve gotta keep reading ….

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A Sharpener SHARPENS

It’s rather nerve wrecking for me to write. I find joy and displeasure most times. The preceding paragraph is purposely written (somewhat) in a mass of confusion though my mind is clear enough to jot these few lines. The complexity of a tree or fan, clothes, lions or even rain is that neither coincide with each other. There in lies the clarity! I KNEW they didn’t! Why “three paragraphs” later? Because sometimes the point …. no, isn’t that why we write in the first place? We have something we want to convey to our audience (the ideas). This place is a place to spread our wings and fly effortlessly within, what we firmly believe, to be our pilot. We are driven to blog; for most everyday. A tendency to share what we have on a page because that “ability” drives us no matter what to complete the task even if we’re talking about cell phone towers and a cup-0-noodles in the same story.

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You’re My JUST ONE!

I’m still wondering if I have one reader. I think I do. Oh, and by the way, I’ve thanked you before and thanking you again millions of times over! Oh yes! I wrote about that JUST ONE! That’s all it really takes. Sure, I, like anyone else, would love to touch the world, but if my audience is JUST ONE — Thank you in abundance! You are more important to me than I could ever explain to you! What appears to be beginning’s rhetoric is the idea to a mind that becomes scattered yet reaches a direction along the way. It’s, likely, feasible to wait until an idea is “clear” but I want to show how you can still press through an overcrowded mind and flow! And thus you get … A Writer’s Write!