Microscopic Benevolence
I am a soothing virus - composed of a creative concoction that twists and twirls with pristine chemical magnificence. I am microscopic. You would never feel my radiation if we passed one another on the side walk or in the office. No. To understand me and what I do is to embrace the mysterious strain, to let me burrow in your pores and swim through your veins. Whether this be known to you or not is hardly the concern; when the chemical magic is in flux, an overwhelming, grand sensation will resonate through your bones and into your head. You will know me through you. And as time transpires I will integrate my way to every niche of your body and bolster all that is good about you. You will become more robust and resolute. However, a token of caution is to be understood, that if you ever try to flush me out, to betray me, or medicate yourself with evil and misleading enterprises, I will indeed leave you - never to return. But when I leave I will not depart alone...I never leave empty handed.
You shall indeed stand healthy on your own feet, but you will inevitably hurt with a subtle weakness that you simply cannot explain. You will feel thin, like a slice of butter spread over too much bread. You will know something is missing, but will be incapable of calculating what that is, and the unknown variable will haunt you. I won't take one thing of importance; I won't target a vital organ like crossed lovers struggling for a fatal blow to the heart. Instead I will consume millions of miniscule pieces of you, from all the areas that I lived and breathed. Tiny bits will be broken and beaten leaving but a microscopic void of nothing behind. And the small tears will collectively form an unexplainable hole that you will never in your lifetime fill.
I am a soothing virus. Beware my benevolence.
Nominated
potentially some large decisions in the near future....and when I say large I mean life-changing...
Fernando Pessoa
To feel today what one felt yesterday isn't to feel - it's to remember today what was felt yesterday, to be today's living corpse of what yesterday was lived and lost.
Max Ehrmann
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Track
The wheels at the bottom of the closet door had become misaligned by an unexpected, brute force. They no longer laid correctly on the runners leaving the door immovable and slightly disoriented from the clean and crisp layout of the room.
...............
Two projects have recently come to light. One has been brewing in the think tank for about a year now, and the other even longer.....I just never knew it. All it took for the ideas to manifest to something more was the resignation of one dream in exchange for a concept that has seemed to elude me for years: time.
I have two very exciting projects in the works right now. One involves implementing a revolutionary idea of technology in the wellness industry. This project will push my skills as an engineer and a businessman into the big leagues. I have tasks a good colleague and dear friend of mine to pursue this project with me. The idea is in the stages of becoming a functioning prototype. I have already spoken with an angel investor about this idea and they are looking forward to the prototype. If it is something pleasing and practical then who knows what the next step would be. At any rate the possibility for success is high.
The other project is a culmination of all the loose ideas, thoughts, and theories that have been wandering curiously throughout my brain. I tend on herding them towards the forefront of my thoughts and funneling them through the tips of my fingers, onto the keyboard, and into the computer where they will form a story. This story will touch on politics, war, family, love, friendship, adventure, conspiracy, economy, mystery, science, art, music, and the ultimate exploration to find one's self. This story will be completely fictional but ultimately based on non-fiction and my experience in this planet. It will be a very long story and thus will take a very long time to write. This story may even become a book someday......who knows.
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With a steady hand and the proper application and direction of strength the closet door was slowly lifted back to its respectful position. The wheels fit snug within the runners and the closet door was again allowed to move freely; opening and closing to the world all the things that have been hiding inside of it for so long.
WALK
Follow this to where it leads
In fire's wake or fields of green
To where it leads is no concern
A paradise or tragic burn.
To simply walk along this road
Will teach you more then you may know
Don't peer too far upon the line
Or agonize about the time.
Just follow this to where it leads
And you will find just what you need
For just until you reach the end
You'll know it's time to walk again.
Handy Man
Things that are almost impossible to do with only one hand (the non-dominant hand nonetheless)
-
Eat
spaghetti -
Effectively
brush your teeth -
Give a
decent hug -
Sign your
name -
Type over
30 words per minute -
Insert
contact lenses -
Engage in
private, “recreational” activities -
Lift a 5
month old german shepherd puppy into the back of a truck -
Drive a car
with automatic transmission -
Put your
seat belt on -
Put your
normal belt on -
Do a pull
up -
Do a push
up
Things that ARE impossible to do with only one (non-dominant) hand
-
Tie your
shoes -
Floss your
teeth (those stupid, multi-toothpicks don't cut it) -
Cut steak
-
Lift a
fully grown german shepherd into the back of a truck -
Safely
drive a car with manual transmission -
Play Xbox
-
Play golf
-
Play base
ball -
Play any
sport really (excluding soccer of course) -
Perform
electronic soldering -
Win at
bowling -
Take a
single Paper Towel ply without unraveling half of the roll
I smell anethesia
Well, I suppose I should write something while I still have the use of both of my hands. Tomorrow I undergo shoulder surgery, for the second time. At least in this instance I will know what to anticipate, but then I suppose there is no real way to prepare yourself to live with the use of only one arm for several months. I shouldn't complain, at least I know that it will still be attached when I wake up in post-op.......I hope.
Most say to me "hey, at least you get to kick back and just relax for few weeks". Bless their optimistic hearts, but still, these people don't know me. I don't even own a couch, or any furniture for that matter. I'm not a guy to sit for hours and surrender my thoughts to the ol' picture box. The first day or two is great but it doesn't take too long for the muscles to twitch in anxiety over the prospect of fresh air. A lack of adrenaline leaves the limbs wanting and the mind pampered. However, I am very very much looking forward to spending some time with my family, especially my nieces. Every day I don't see them is considered not getting to see them enough in my opinion. They may be the closest thing I ever have in regards to having children so I am keen on cherishing their youth.
I am also yearning to unplug from the world. Not completely, I suppose it is near impossible, but much more then I am now. Reno....ah.....you know I will always love you Reno but you have been a bitch to me the past few weeks, don't deny it. I am ready to say goodbye to you and all the people in and around you for a while. Say goodbye to work, say goodbye to my phone, say goodbye to Facebook, say goodbye to music, say goodbye to the same damn routine. Undergoing a major medical procedure has been the only means to escape work for more then a week for me since I graduated college. There is something completely and terribly wrong with this staggering fact. This will change soon, I promise. I'm not sure of the exact mechanics on HOW, BUT, I will be blessed with copious amounts of time in the next month to further define that. It is amazing what one is capable of doing with such time. Let the fun being.
Goodbye.
For now...
