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My favorite line was "You can SAVE a lot of money by shopping at Loehmanns, especially the Back Room, but you'll never MAKE any money there"
ReplyDeleteTo walk the beach and find objects of beauty that have been misplaced, tossed away, ignored or crushed and to rescue them and turn them into art - my mother taught me this
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ReplyDeleteI liked the list, was easy and 2 mins were definitely too short
ReplyDeleteWas surprised to pick up
You don't know how to use your hands wowwww
looks like today I'm in the only one in the family able to make a little money with my hand made creations.
Thanks Jos, a demain
Children are best shaken, not stirred.
ReplyDeleteBecause if you stir a child
they just might have ideas of their own
they just might run off and do something unsavory
dangerous
or just plain stupid
something that would embarass their parents
yes, children are best shaken
shaken when they don’t listen
shaken when they want to stay up late
to watch the Smothers Brothers
when it is past their bedtime
shake them,shake them,shake them....
shake that mind of their own right out of ‘em
how dare they be anything
but an extension of their parents wants and needs
oh how I longed to be stirred.....
and now my life is on the rocks.
re ktbear3 poem: this was intriguing, i esp liked ending...on the rocks...
ReplyDeleteLoving the Karma Free Writing Prompts, Joshua!
ReplyDeleteExcerpt from the 1st Prompt:
We were messing around, leaning in to kiss each other, when I blurted out, "I love you." Dead silence. The silence sat there like a boulder, too big to pick up and throw.
I like to have fun. Fun is fun. Fun is to be had anytime, day or night, morning or at bed time, there is always time to have fun. It’s fun to be having fun, to be giving of fun, to be fun. Sometimes it’s work to have fun. R.D. Laing once wrote in a poem that, “they are having fun.” Sometimes I want to have the same fun they are having. “It is fun to have fun.” But sometimes I won’t allow myself to have fun until all my work is done. And sometimes I wonder have I deserved this fun? Have I gotten all my work done? When is the work ever truly done? Have I worked to my utmost ability? Will I then allow myself to have the utmost fun?
ReplyDeleteMy fun used to be built around a future event. I would look forward to that fun, to that mysterious, illusion of fun; the “future fun.” I still do. It’s a paradigm that I’ve set up for myself in my head. I like looking forward to things. And I tend to look at them optimistically. The fun that lies ahead gives me fuel for the monotony or struggle of my everyday life or mundane work life. I think this was set up for me in childhood- perhaps a pattern displayed by my parents, work hard-play hard. Work through the year and then go on a fantastic Summer Vacation; to New Jersey, California, Texas, Colorado, New Jersey again. All of it was perfect fun; to see family, to walk on the boardwalk, eat east coast pizza, to eat Italian Ices, to ride the rides and play the games that could win us stuffed animals and coke bottles elongated and filled with multi colored sand designs. Going to Disneyland, to Corpus Christy, to Vail and biking, hiking, walking along the small creek….all of it was exploring….all of it was fun.
As I get older I sometimes withhold the fun until the work is really done; a self-flagellation of waiting until I deserve my fun. Other times, I take my fun the instant I want it, almost as though on credit. And when do I want fun, or want to have fun? -Oh, easy….ALWAYS! Somehow, I’ve been lucky to have lived a fantasy life filled with fun, my work is fun when I can get it, I have fun most days with whatever I’m doing. But other times I put a self imposed blockade on the fun I want to have and declare that I am unworthy of the gifts that fun could give me. All of it is a little bit of distraction and illusion. If all I want is what I want, when I want it….and the “it,” being fun. Then when would anything get done? And I’ve learned when I’m in selfishness mode, this leads….it’s starts out to be fun, but then leads to doom and that’s no fun at all.
And what happens when there’s been too much fun? I’ve tried to replicate that fun, the events that give me that ultimate fun…and that isn’t fun….that’s a lot of work….and work is no fun. So for today, I will try to give myself the gift of fun, by just being grateful for everything in this moment, everything I have, everything I see, everything I hear, everything I smell, everything that is banging around in my brain. All of it is what it is, perfect. This perspective, this journey from this moment forward can be fun, but only if I choose it to be.
Still rattled by where first prompt brought me (in a good way.)
ReplyDeleteI never again thought about being an actress.I just thought about doing something to have enough milk money and other money, and not having six kids and so many babies.
That was what I wanted to be when I grew up. Free.
Wow, ktbear3, days later I am still thinking of your post "Children are best shaken, not stirred." It's a riveting piece of writing. I want to hear so much more.
ReplyDeleteI have an addictive personality.
ReplyDeleteI really raised myself emotionally and learned from life itself rather than my parents. My father was not around thru my childhood or teenage years. My mother had me as a teenager and was a child herself raising me.
I really dont remember much from either Mom or Dad. What I did learn was my stepfathers were more important than me to my Mom.
Since my I did spend that last month of my father's life with him and found him overdosed on cocaine when I was 18, I developed this idea that I was doomed to follow his footsteps. I definitely hated myself and thought I had some karma in this life to live out.
I was a suicidal young child, with stepfathers who treated me like an animal. From stepfathers I learned I was worthless and it's ok to physically abuse me.
Wow, I just found a trail to where and why I have let so many take advantage of me in business and in life.
Brian, you are so brave, thank you, your courage is an inspiration to me.
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