Friday, June 6, 2014

A bit of music, mostly thoughts.

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In the last week or so, I have stumbled upon this and that, which I found entertaining, thoughtful.  I simply didn't have the time to, as with haiku until recently, tend the want.  Yes, boys and girls, even blogging can be a bit of work.  Pulling the right words, or words I think should work, and well, and then arranging and editing.  Well... when I do edit.  But focusing ideas, media, and everything else, in such a manner that is not just pleasing to my eye, but says something I want said.... that is a bit of work.  It is work I love, but then I love work of all sorts.  I don't get what I love, always.  Rarely, truth be told.  Which is... better... than having what I thought I wanted, but without love.  Yes indeed.


The first is just about cats.  If you have ever had the pleasure of their company, and brought a kitten into the home with an older cat, this should... make some sense to you.  And, it does tickle my fancy regarding the notion.  Mind you, I think cats are actually rather bright.  I think they understand much of what I say, it either just doesn't mean that much to them as to involvement, isn't of their way, or isn't something they can do much with or about even if those first aren't the problem.


The only song in the lineup.  Oh, it... makes me giggle.  Yes, in some ways, by worldly standards, I really am crazy.  Lust, for money, women, wine, power...  Even when I thought I was my own, it wasn't for these things, not as many see them.  The sins I entertained were mere pastimes or fruits of my real intent.  While my old intent does appear, from time to time, it has been, mostly, caged.  So I don't even have that anymore.  By worldly standards I am indeed verrukt.

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This piece, borrowed *cough* from The Jawa Report, seemed a fine video.  I do have some exceptions, specifically with the fourth point.  I agree with the notion that good intentions aren't enough, and must be viewed at least as skeptically as any other reasoning, I do believe that intentions are at least as important as action, and both of those, further, are no more, or less, important than results.  All three must be in alignment.  A good deed, done for selfish reasons, is only fortuitous for the recipient.  It is wasted on the doer, and will warrant them no favor in heaven.  I suppose, for the secular, that may be as good as it gets?


The final one, borrowed *cough* from Moonbattery, is something I add as I think women are worth working with.  I think, that while quite often on the wrong side of things, they can be shepherded to the right side.  It isn't just for my benefit, but for her gain even more so.  Yeah, even a submissive wife isn't going to go along with something she objects regarding.  Oh, even if she is wrong, and knows it.  Not until she can figure out those hurdles.  Just like men, on various things, if it ain't there?  NOPE!  :p


Later.

2 comments:

  1. Like Daisycat, going from anti-gun to gun-nut in the space of a single book written by a pro-gun woman. Warms the cockles of my heart, it does.

    My poor hippies...if they only knew how different--and verrucht--I am from them in so many ways, and how deeply I love them despite... I spare them that cognitive dissonance for the sake of love.

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  2. It's funny, when they change, they change full bore. If they knew how hot women with guns are I doubt if it would be as difficult. Seriously, it's like catnip for guys.

    I, spy, by Desert Cat. Or... I lounge and roll in places I'm not supposed to, according to them. But... yarn! :) Hmm... The double life of the Cat in the hat? Just watch out for *cough* second hand smoke. *chuckling*

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