Holding on/holding in

I know I need to learn to let go of certain things, I ‘hover’ over things out of my control some days, like politics, that I have so little control over (what, one vote amongst millions, every couple of years, for people that obviously hold us in contempt,  Yeah, some control.)

One day, two monks set out for a temple in a valley beyond the woods. While cutting a pathway through the woods, they came across a choppy stream they needed to cross. There, stood by the bank of the stream, was a beautiful young maiden dressed in silk. She was clearly at a loss as to how to cross without getting muddy and wet.

So, without thinking twice, the elder monk gestured to pick her up. Shocked, she obliged. He put her over his shoulder and waded across to the other side. The younger monk, dismayed and uneasy at what he had witnessed, followed in tow.

Upon reaching the other side of the bank, the elder monk put the maiden down gently. The maiden paid her respects and walked on. The monks then continued on their way to the temple.

As they navigated through the forest, the younger monk, still troubled by what he’d seen, asked, “How could you do that? We aren’t even supposed to make eye contact with women, let alone pick them up and carry them!”

Without a thought, the elder monk turned to the younger monk and said,“Oh, are you still carrying her?  I put her down when I reached the other side of the stream”.

And with that, the elder monk turned and continued leading the way through the forest, leaving the younger monk to contemplate his words for the remainder of the journey.

Letting go, its a problem to master and the wisdom to know WHAT to let go.   Some things should be held close.   But even then, they shouldn’t be the overall influence on your thinking.   Someone you loved passes on, mourn, do the cry and lose your mind for a short time, but there comes a point where you must LET IT GO and get back to LIVING.

I am seeing that “Letting Go” happen in real time here in Appalachia.   Supposedly Emperor Poopy-pants, Slo-Jo Xi-den the first, last and never to be lamented, is supposedly giving a speech somewhere tomorrow.  And that is giving some in the blogs the willies.   Around here, no one even noted it, cares not one iota, and its been that way and growing for several months now.   IF our Fraud In Chief decides to Executive order the death of the Second Amendment or whatever, around here, Nothing is going to change without serious application of force by Federal or Blue Helmeted jackboots.  NOT! GOING! TO! HAPPEN!   Surrender our guns?  LOL.  when we’re out of ammo, Maybe: we’ll consider the options when the brass stops flowing.  Wanna mandate we eat bugs?   Umm,,  we have the guns still, and we have our gardens, and wildlife along with all the free-range chickens and other livestock; piss-off.   Wanna tell the American people that our cash is now worthless and we have to use electronic banking, controlled by those 87000 new Infernal Rectum Stuffers?   Sure, there are ways around that too.   And this area is used to being dirt fuckin’ poor.  Oh yeah, and we still have our guns,,,,   (and the fact that there is quite high percentage of former DotMil types from Appalachia, who don’t want s fight, but the “don’t want to be fucked with” attitude is stronger.,,,  TPTB would be smart to remember the “Don’t start nuthin, won’t be nuthin’ ” proverb.)

Is all or any of that whats coming down?   Dunno, can’t say as it is keeping me up at night anymore either.  

What I think is going on is something even more insidious.   The string pullers are well aware that having a dementia suffering ‘leader’ passing down orders is a bomb just waiting to explode in their faces.   There is every reason any of the JCOS can ignore orders on the simple diktat of “Issued by a mental incompetent” and have it stick.  I have a feeling what tomorrows speech is a way to remove the problem kinetically without having to go through the 25th amendment circus that could/would expose just how deep this Coup d’tat infection is.  I wouldn’t be surprised to see Chokeonit Harris involved in a plane accident about five minutes after the Fraud in Chief is officially declared ‘not a problem anymore’.

Leaving the Gin Hag,,,

Oh such loverly thoughts on this Wednesday eve.

and I’m distracted:  it has something to do with Mama-kay having hormonal issues and running around ‘nesting’ like she is getting ready to drop a load of kittens.   And she has the highest pitched squeaky ‘meow’ I have ever heard in a cat (and until I had hearing aids, I didn’t know she could do anything other than growl,,,,)

She isn’t pregnant.  She just THINKS she is.  I think I would have noted her getting bigger over the last 2 months if she were.    

*sigh*

And I think I have a grasp on my issues from over the weekend.   Nothing more needs said about that at this time.

Nothing moving on the Lettman O4 at this time.  its hung in the rafters of the porch until I have time to get on it again.  Ten hour days and trying to keep the rest of the house in order takes time and by the time I get ‘time’, its getting dark and all I want to do is shower and go to bed.  

and a Mama-kat running around underfoot thinking she is about ‘Pop!’,,,   All the boys are walking on eggshells right now, even (or especially) the 140# doggum.

Keep your head on a swivel tomorrow.  Keep a finger on the pulse of things.  If we have a JFK moment tomorrow, You read it here first.  (just a gut feeling on my part, but I will not be surprised at all if it comes to fruition.).