When you stop fighting it means you stopped caring.
I am a good person and there is absolutely nothing wrong with me. I don't take drugs and I am not an alcoholic and I smoke a couple of ciggy's a day. I grow vegetables and go for long walks and photograph masses of great natural phenomena. I care for my environment. I love my planet. I am good to my animals. I have a clean and tidy house and I take pride in my skills as a craftsperson and artist. I volunteer in the community each week. I love music and support young aussie hip hop artists to achieve their dreams where ever I can possibly assist during the course of my love of music and our radio show called Melonpop Drive. 2bbb Fridays at 4pm. 93.3fm 107.3fm or 2bbb.net.auThe world is a strange place indeed. I find it very confusing indeed to live inside the constraints of what others refer to as normal. I have never subscribed to certain things in my life and this has served me well and therefore I trust my intuition and I will not be changing this part in a hurry. I listen to my intuition it speaks truth. I blink and I think this is keeping my body in a form of beat or wave from the light that I see.
This is my pondering for the day. Why, other than the obvious reasons of moisture and dust etc do we have the blinking motion to our eyes? Blinking is like an emotional beat. It beats, and this regulates the wave of light rays in through the eyes and on to the brain and the receptors affected by the light. This is my hypothesis on why we blink.
Everything in our body has multiple functions. I am astounded at the many similarities I am seeing and the exact mathematical equivalents all through the body. It has like a blueprint that is more complex than the DNA. I wonder how I could prove such a thing. I would need to study people blinking and their emotional health etc down to each detail. They would need to be all wired up to do this and that isnt a pretty site in my mind at all. But still, it would be fascinating. My children said I would never pay the bills thinking about such things. My children are wise. I have failed to pay any bills with my thinking. On the other side of that coin, I have saved myself the ordeal of feeling conned by the rhetoric we are fed through the media and the lack of independent thinking and the lack of being an individual.
Image by Mezza - Red dawn of winter in July at Urunga on the hill.