It seems in today’s world; it is a necessity to have gimmicks. With the technology of today at our disposal, it is so easy to create a new you or to showcase what is you. TikTok, YouTube and everything else in between gives us exposure we never had as an everyday individual in days past, dreaming of what it would be like. There is an unending list that fits into this one demographic: woodworking, painting, singing, acting, comedy and yes, even writing just to name a few.
Where does that leave those us that are low key. Blowing in the wind, grasping for a stronghold, anything that will end the twist and turns of a relentless phenomenon that has taken hold?
My answer? Stay true to you. As an example, I have tried on occasion to replicate art styles that I liked to see how my version would unfold. When I was writing poetry, almost all of my writings were rhymes. Hence, I didn’t consider myself a poet. And it turns out, during my adventures I found myself back to what is me. Isn’t that what is most important in the scheme of things? To be seen as who you are and not what or who you tried to be…not you? It’s ok to have similarities, but your style is unique and it’s you.
I’m not a young pup anymore. My drive has slowed but the flame hasn’t completely diminished.
If you are one to view these many wondrous works of art that we see every day, don’t stop. But try not to look through envious eyes, but gaze with admiration. To be envious is to be somewhat jealous. To admire, well that will open your mind to your own skills and ambitions and isn’t that what we need? Especially in today’s world.
Our public school system has taken on changes over time that may have benefited those intended to teach…or not. I recently heard Robin Meade on HLN report that a public school system’s teaching (not all) staff in Atlanta had ‘fudged’ test results in order to make it look like the students and faculty were achieving more than they actually did. This also gave the teachers an increase in their pay. The question coming out of this was…wouldn’t you want to know if your child was not learning as he or she should be?
I do believe that this is not a practice taken on nationally in our public school system, but I would also have to say I believe it is not isolated. So what are they teaching?….that’s it’s not okay for the students to cheat in learning, but the teachers will do it for you. It is disheartening for the students, faculty and the education system. These kids have been damaged by the carelessness of a select few, but with lasting affects that is sure to leave a mark in the hearts and minds of these kids…even those not directly affected by this.
There is no perfect manmade solution, no perfect school system, no perfect student nor is there a perfect teacher. God, the Perfect One has given us the perfect solution, and that is the world in which we live.
Any and everything we need to learn is in our everyday living…..math, science, biology, history, social skills….you name it. Now I will say that even though it is a perfect solution, it is not a perfect world…but that’s ok because it is we who have shaped this perfect solution into what it has become.
Some parents want to shield their kids from the world and its events in order to keep them safe. But these same kids will not live in the classroom, but they will live in the world and not learning from the world in some way, they will be lost. I do understand fears due to what is happening in the world today, but are our schools that much safer?….and I’m leaving out the shootings that have taken place.
Teaching tools are in our everyday living and the best school for learning is our World Class. So am I saying to keep the kids out of the public schools? No but I am saying that home schooling or unschooling looks pretty good….
I almost decided not to do this post but changed my mind again. I am reminded by events that brings perspective to what I’m doing with my life right now. The death of my brother sucked the air right out of me and it took awhile the start breathing again.
My nephew, my only sister’s oldest son had a stroke last year. He was fortunate to have someone with him at the time. His stroke was bad, but he is currently recovering. He is walking on his own and takes morning walks by himself. He stutters when he speaks and keeps apologizing whenever we talk…I keep telling him that he doesn’t have to do that. I really find joy when we do talk because he continues to make progress.
I talked to my sister today and find out that he has an aneurysm and will be having surgery.
For whatever reason I didn’t find out until three days after the fact, that my third oldest brother suffered a stroke this past Wednesday and he too happened to not be alone. Although his was not as severe as our nephew’s, it is a stroke nonetheless. He was at home yesterday but will be off of work for at least 4 weeks.
I can’t help but to think about myself and my family….what can I do for them. What can I do now that will be of benefit to them in the future. Life insurance?…sure. What more can I do? Some may say that insurance is enough. Not me.
These aforementioned events have touched that nerve…you know the one. That is why what I do is so important for me. I value my life and all that God has given me. My abilities, my desires, my love for those that have come into this life behind me. For me, it’s not just a matter of raising your children, but helping them to reach and to achieve, to realize they too have goals that can be reached.
So I continue to show my love by doing what I do in hopes that will be of substance to them in their future. Utilizing my time to build on the foundation that was started in my mind, many years ago…never giving up on that dream.
With that, I’d like to say that my second clock sold this past Friday. Some of you may have seen the prototype.
Here is the final design of the 8 x 8 clock…Rise Above…
|MyQuesMark Rise Above Clock Design
|Here it is in the shadow box I made for either wall mount or desktop
complete with painted frame
|Here is Darcy holding his brand new clock…I wonder if he realizes he’s holding the only clock of its kind (as per design)
I would venture to say in all the world.
If it all stops here and now, in my heart I have succeeded….I don’t know how much time I have left and if I ask God, he wouldn’t tell….besides, I don’t want to know. I want to continue to work this time that I have because things are put into perspective,
On This Father’s Day
The greatest gift given to me
Was the babe in a manger
For all the world to see
Herald as the coming Savior
For the sake of mankind
Because of his behavior
Such a gift to have received
Year in and onward to beyondFor man has been deceived
To spend and spendWhen all He did was existGod in man was the blend
No flat screen TVNor a phone of droidDid this gift come to be
No glitter of lights adornedSave the guiding star shining To He who was born
That miracle happened but onceAnd has never stopped giving.Love such love, the gift of sustenance
Time stands still for no man
Appreciation comes and settles
Sun rises and too the moon can
Matter not what I think or feel
But this award above you see
To me is really a big big deal
over at The Poetry Palace
I know it has taken longer than originally planned, but I am finishing the de-clutter project post. The room has been finished for some time now although a little tweaking did take place along the way.
So now I have the before and after.
This is the same wall. I like
how the entertainment wall
is spread out. I moved some
paintings over as well. The new arrangement also brought the
television to a proper viewing level.
This is the window wall. The tower shelf which is where I had the pc and the dresser along with storage.
This is the same shelf in the
top left picture, standing on
top of the night stands and
and a good sturdy counter top.
These are tucked nice and
neat in the corner out of the
way but accessible.
Here we have the final wall that is occupied with furniture of sorts. The photo on the left is where the dresser was that now holds the entertainment. The night stands were underneath the dresser. So I moved the tower shelf on that wall and it’s still home to the pc. The tall dresser finishes the wall rather neatly. Some items got boxed and put away. Now the key is to keep it looking somewhat decent.
It’s not perfect and still tight, but for me, it’s definitely easier on the eyes.
So that finishes the room project.
The next few posts will lead up to the start of the WhatrUWorkinOn? meme. The rules which will more than likely consist of content not accepted. The day it will start and how long the link will be open.
Of course I’ll still have my rants and thoughts and moments….
I’ll tell ya one thing….if you just happen to be in a spot that is well and fulfilled, cherish it.
When you come out of a spot that was less that user friendly, use it as a tool and not a crutch.
Be strong….Whatr U Workin On?
They are artist all
They who write, these
Words that sing, the
Facts of life
Poetry springs forth
With the sound of music
To the eyes that read
It is music to ones ears
Whether in joyfulness
Or done in sadness
These words play music
To the eyes that read
They cease to grow old
No matter how old
The words were written ago
They play on still, they play
Bringing us to smiles,
Cause shedding of tears
They play on, in our ears
As the eyes read the words
We never forget,
At any given moment
Dancing in our minds
We hear the artful sounds
for this week is Muse, Art, Music and Poetry.
I am truly blessed and honored to have won another award. I almost feel guilty for accepting awards for doing something I have fun doing and sharing.
Brush With Paint
If I had a brush of paint
How would I paint the world?
What would the colors be?
What form would it take?
Change the sky?
No way, it is perfect
It changes on it’s own.
Green trees are everywhere
I change those to–
No wait, they also change,
The grass at times
Is harshly brown, prickly
You know when,
…just before it changes
To green, which is a nice
Color to gaze upon
In the heat and cool
Of the day
That has begun
With an abundance
The smallest of a
Has and is doing
An amazing feat,
Simply because of
It’s size alone.
I have yet to use my
Brush with paint
To apply my
The world is massively
Surely it could use my
Of a brush with paint,
But it changes
On it’s own
Without my help,
Without my brush with paint