Who says I don't blog some lighthearted stuff?
Dance to the Succulent Visual Seductions....
Outside with the Master Gardners....
Joyce and her annual 10 minute Massage....
Some of our kids winning Brownies and Cookies.....
Joyce outside of one of the Mobile Small Houses....
Some Lobster Corn Dog, Fried Avocado and Popcorn Shrimp...
Yeah, Krispy Kreme
comes to the Burger Lovers Paradise at
the Sonoma County Fair...
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Gathering Thoughts about God
As I drive the street often times I notice messages on Church billboards talking about "things go better with Jesus, or God if you will as if when you allow the "Him" into your experiences everything will work out in your "Favor".
The worry then I guess comes from the doubt experienced when they don't seem to go your way, or you are just not aware they are still working out in your favor, just not the visuals you had in mind at the moments of inception.
Positionally speaking, the consciousness involved in individual reality, that feeling you get that you are alone, that you are making decisions on your own, is just one way in which this image we have of God, in our minds, is the way it just happened to evolve. Like most scientists would claim it was the "Big Bang" theory, or evolutionists seem to feel that physically it just unfolded, as Universes usually do, simply or complexity wise. People with faith just know "God" was here before it all came down, and I'm not disputing that in any way.
What I am in supposition doing here is to say, that "God" wanted to imply or expand into a consciousness or Gestalt, where we as individual consciousnesses would go about our business, relying on feedback from being able to reflect, and either through environment, or genetics or hereditary inputs, gather witness or wisdom to go out and try different things to see how it had an effect on our external environment. Meaning, as I gather in my own thoughts and prayers, we are meant to do this on our own, so "God" in all it's infinite expressions could gather it's own pride and intuitiveness as we move along in this evolutionary environment of physical reality. So as I write this diatribe, let me just say, it is counter productive to think that "God" is helping us perform, we just have to go along with the "Plan" as it expanded into other areas to be able to become a "Big Bang" Theorem. We are what we want to be, and suffer or enjoy the rides we encounter on Life's highways or byways, and hope as we all choose to end this Gig, sooner or later, in our own way, we have taken the journeys we wanted to take, and not taken too much time in feeling we're not living up to anyone Else's expectations but our own.....Me be Here, You be There
The worry then I guess comes from the doubt experienced when they don't seem to go your way, or you are just not aware they are still working out in your favor, just not the visuals you had in mind at the moments of inception.
Positionally speaking, the consciousness involved in individual reality, that feeling you get that you are alone, that you are making decisions on your own, is just one way in which this image we have of God, in our minds, is the way it just happened to evolve. Like most scientists would claim it was the "Big Bang" theory, or evolutionists seem to feel that physically it just unfolded, as Universes usually do, simply or complexity wise. People with faith just know "God" was here before it all came down, and I'm not disputing that in any way.
What I am in supposition doing here is to say, that "God" wanted to imply or expand into a consciousness or Gestalt, where we as individual consciousnesses would go about our business, relying on feedback from being able to reflect, and either through environment, or genetics or hereditary inputs, gather witness or wisdom to go out and try different things to see how it had an effect on our external environment. Meaning, as I gather in my own thoughts and prayers, we are meant to do this on our own, so "God" in all it's infinite expressions could gather it's own pride and intuitiveness as we move along in this evolutionary environment of physical reality. So as I write this diatribe, let me just say, it is counter productive to think that "God" is helping us perform, we just have to go along with the "Plan" as it expanded into other areas to be able to become a "Big Bang" Theorem. We are what we want to be, and suffer or enjoy the rides we encounter on Life's highways or byways, and hope as we all choose to end this Gig, sooner or later, in our own way, we have taken the journeys we wanted to take, and not taken too much time in feeling we're not living up to anyone Else's expectations but our own.....Me be Here, You be There
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Delivering the Goods....
Just for a moment think about the effect of "Stand your Ground Laws" and how they are applied in two different worlds. On one hand, a neighborhood watch person, with a loaded gun, who pursues a person who resembles personality wise, someone he feels is likely to do the things like burglary that has been occurring in his neck or neighborhood. First when confronted he doesn't take the time to explain who he is and why he feels it necessary to scope the situation out.
Then after advising local constabularies of his predicament he is advised to cut the pursuit out, not to leave his van and instead picks up the trail where he left off. Now, seeing as the young gentleman is somewhat perplexed at his own predicament, instead of running to safety at where he was staying in order to stop what actually happened, he decides to "Stand His Ground". Though by Florida law, he now holds the distinction of being the perpetrator, he no longer holds the victim status.
As for Neighborhood Watch personnel you have no rights to carry a gun, but in Florida law, you have the right to carry a gun so you can claim Stand Your Ground status, if and when you are confronted. Now irregardless of who was on top, if he had not gotten out of the van, and Travon had gone home quickly, none of this tragedy would have happened. A young man chose his own fate, but a mature man, intending only to help out has more burden to make a wise or experienced decision and thus avoiding the inevitable outcry and emotional upheaval and national discussion of whatever people want to derive from such an event. Why hide the fact there are two justice systems going on here. A wife was just given 20 years for firing warning shots at her alleged abusive husband. If a prosecutor loses, he has double jeopardy to face, but a defense lawyer can get a rematch numerous times. I don't care to live in another country and I don't think any system really gets to the core of any problem that pops up, it only deals with the symptoms and none of the underlying causes of what occurs from time to time to arouse our indignation. A watched pot never boils, but let it boil over and presto, chango, interest follows, true or not, it gets the 24 hour day news cycle going.....Me
Then after advising local constabularies of his predicament he is advised to cut the pursuit out, not to leave his van and instead picks up the trail where he left off. Now, seeing as the young gentleman is somewhat perplexed at his own predicament, instead of running to safety at where he was staying in order to stop what actually happened, he decides to "Stand His Ground". Though by Florida law, he now holds the distinction of being the perpetrator, he no longer holds the victim status.
As for Neighborhood Watch personnel you have no rights to carry a gun, but in Florida law, you have the right to carry a gun so you can claim Stand Your Ground status, if and when you are confronted. Now irregardless of who was on top, if he had not gotten out of the van, and Travon had gone home quickly, none of this tragedy would have happened. A young man chose his own fate, but a mature man, intending only to help out has more burden to make a wise or experienced decision and thus avoiding the inevitable outcry and emotional upheaval and national discussion of whatever people want to derive from such an event. Why hide the fact there are two justice systems going on here. A wife was just given 20 years for firing warning shots at her alleged abusive husband. If a prosecutor loses, he has double jeopardy to face, but a defense lawyer can get a rematch numerous times. I don't care to live in another country and I don't think any system really gets to the core of any problem that pops up, it only deals with the symptoms and none of the underlying causes of what occurs from time to time to arouse our indignation. A watched pot never boils, but let it boil over and presto, chango, interest follows, true or not, it gets the 24 hour day news cycle going.....Me
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Somewhere in Windsor
So just for a little fun, I suggested to myself that maybe what is inherent in my mind's eye on the initial conception here for dinner that maybe instead of a rant, rave or diatribe, I would take a picture of my supposed artwork in culinary form and presto, chango, it would appear on my, in due process, I am here, and you are there thesis blog.
Nowhere in time, or space for that matter is there a point to all of this, but theoretically speaking, it is in the course of human or for that matter, Steven's events, that mystical happenings occur from time to time in the menagerie of kitchen chapters.
Here, I have cooked three types of burgers. In or out of order, one pork burger with cheddar cheese and "Bacon", one pork burger with Swiss cheese and "Mushrooms" and with no further ado or fanfare, a "Double Turkey Burger".
As you can see, the condiments of red onion, tomato, lettuce, bread and butter pickles and avocado stand ready at any given moment to accompany the burger and toasted bun into the wondrous accumulation of flavor profiles to the party that will happen in my mouth. Along with that, I put together a cantaloupe, home grown peach and mango fruit foray with a lime zest and juice, brown sugar and honey concoction and some cast iron grilled corn on the cob to fill out the soliloquy and cacophony of this time honored human event called Din-Din, without the luxury of Salvadore Dali or his counterpart, Picasso...tee hee, tee hee....Me and all of the Me's that gentle spread their wings in my environmental confusions...
Nowhere in time, or space for that matter is there a point to all of this, but theoretically speaking, it is in the course of human or for that matter, Steven's events, that mystical happenings occur from time to time in the menagerie of kitchen chapters.
Here, I have cooked three types of burgers. In or out of order, one pork burger with cheddar cheese and "Bacon", one pork burger with Swiss cheese and "Mushrooms" and with no further ado or fanfare, a "Double Turkey Burger".
As you can see, the condiments of red onion, tomato, lettuce, bread and butter pickles and avocado stand ready at any given moment to accompany the burger and toasted bun into the wondrous accumulation of flavor profiles to the party that will happen in my mouth. Along with that, I put together a cantaloupe, home grown peach and mango fruit foray with a lime zest and juice, brown sugar and honey concoction and some cast iron grilled corn on the cob to fill out the soliloquy and cacophony of this time honored human event called Din-Din, without the luxury of Salvadore Dali or his counterpart, Picasso...tee hee, tee hee....Me and all of the Me's that gentle spread their wings in my environmental confusions...
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