Heat helps.

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Though still a bit sluggish as I figure out just the right amount of heat, life has improved a bit. The lack of sunshine, as usual, acts as a depressant. Although, at my stage in life, even a depressant can be a good thing. It offers a time for reflection, a slowing down of life and mind so that I am more clearly able to see the past and into the future. Too, it is a time for bitter-sweet memories. Past loves come to mind, as do other people from the past. Some of whom I had long thought forgotten. Nostalgia might be a good name for the mood, but it is not complete of and in itself either. I have worked a long time in order to be able to enjoy this particular mood. That I may do so at this point is a beautiful thing.

I received a call from the merchant with the refusal code, so Monday I may begin trekking through that difficult bureaucratic landscape that is reclaiming gun rights. It is a frustration, and in some cases such as mine, a wasted one. Still, if I concentrate on it like any other project and simply see it as such, leaving the baggage of it in the bin as refuse, life becomes simpler. As well, this creates interest in giving money to groups and legislators who believe as I do, that rights should not be trampled lightly.

Nothing can be done, at this point, regarding "liberal" indoctrination at academic institutions. And, truth be told, this is not a new phenomenon. It has been described in writing as far back as such institutions and writings we have found exist. The bible discusses such a thing, back when centers for learning were called gymnasiums. I would have to pose that the negatives are the only way to the positives. If one wishes to develop nuclear power, the dregs of the mining process are terrible as well. With advances come setbacks. Being, without question, an imperfect people, the better we get in one way the worse we get in another. There is no such thing as fleshly perfecting. There is a theory which indicates that the closer we get to knowing exactly where something is, the less we know about the velocity and direction. The reverse is also stipulated. Perhaps this works, in a like though varied way, with the mind and soul or spirit. The stronger one is, the weaker the other is almost by needs.

That does make me wonder where I lie in that. I would like to think my soul is as well provided for as I am able. I give my soul conscious weight over mind. Yet I am far from being uneducated, if too I do not have an undergraduate degree, let alone a masters degree. I do have enough credits for a general science, math or at least math minor degree. I have chosen some courses outside of need to fill out my education as well. I have certainly read both history and literature on my own. I always wonder how much of that directly gets in my way spiritually.

Hmm, today... A check to the landlady, a meal, and perhaps a trip or three to the storage unit. I turned up the heat, perhaps that will get me on going. Oh well, I will figure it out sooner or later.

Have a great day.