Wee hour thoughts

sittin’ here with Mamakat in lap, listening to the world outside waking up. up ‘to early’,,, again,,, but its all good. seems to me that when I get up before the alarums, lifes pace is normal.

Problem being: once those alarms go off, everything kicks into overdrive,,,

except me,

and by the time I am up and running, everything else wants to slow down again,,,

OUT OF SYNC. the operational state that seems my ‘norm’ these days.

Looking about the webz I am coming to the conclusion that mindblowing revelation (snark) that ‘change is never permenant, but change the constant”

What does that mean to us, in the hear and now? Nothing is going to be the same in ten years, but nothing will have changed in how we deal with it. We are human, we don’t play by ‘the rules’ of nature, and we get in each others way non-stop, Some are better at that last then others, usually called poly-tick-ians or preists, but unless you live in a cave in the middle of Kathmandu, you are probably mucking up someone elses plans in some way.

And oh-boy, are we mucking up some peeps plans currently…. That whole ‘own nuthin’ be happy’ are getting quite perturbed that we aren’t rolling over and showing our bellies already.

Take a cruise through Appalachistan on the back roads,,, count gardens in peoples front front yards, count how many times you have to slow down to let the chciken(s) cross the road,,,, No, this area ain’t gonna change at the pace of those ‘with ideas’,,,

shits gonna change, and those that try to direct it are like that king that decreed the tide stop: Foolish Idjits that need punched in the face, told to sit down and OBSERVE, STFU, and learn something about the species.

But that ain’t gonna happen because those of us that ‘get it’ don’t want to flip that switch needed to do the punching in the face part. We put in our gardens, let the yardbirds do their thing, and try to get along without mucking up too many others plans, while attempting to keep OUR plans in motion: the plans that don’t interfere with others that much. Like taking a va-kay from the regular days, or getting that little detail of car work taken care of before it becomes ‘sumpiin serious’,,,

or just mowing the grass afterwork so we have more time for the weekend funstuff.

alarums going off, the clock just went into accel mode, and my pace starts grinding up in rpms: grudgingly, but a little faster than five minutes ago,,, Life doesn’t slow down ‘just cuz’,,,