Reflecting on Disconnecting

Thinking with my processor.

 

I often think and sometimes say to another;

what you need is a good challenge. Your life is stale, and you are bored and making up things from your ego to be irritated about.

what the hell is wrong with you??

I have yet to encounter one poor soul in whatever drama/misery they are going through... who said;

'Hey! that's a great idea! I'm going to look for one right now!'

So, I guess I'm no medicine man.

Or am I?

This place where I live is full of drama. Insanity. 

But, all of these are perfectly normal reactions to a toxic environment.

So people  can either clean up their yards, bodies, minds, and hearts, or they are going to be in big trouble when they get to be my age. Or if they manage to follow the strange and dangerous bunch of trails and no so, that lead to where I sit right now. 

Imagine a person thinking that when it comes to life, I have it. When his income is negligible, and his adventures more like work projects or psychiatric tests. The reason why I think I'e got the ultimate incarnation, is because of how light I am. I mean, I can eastily fit all of my things'things' into a taxi. 

If there is a spiritual transwhatever that will take place .... umm.... can I move to the front of the line cuz I'm already wearing it. [it- godthing]

have been for decades, what's holding everything up here??

I love people even when I hate them because when I'm good and disappointed to the point of irate, basic, .... I feel so alive.

And what a change from the nine to five life that I was able to disconnect-umbilical] !

Thanks to my Mom.

Who made all of this possible.