Emanations of Patterned Thoughts

     It's raining outside, the constant pitter patter of droplets of water hitting the ground and the backdrop of wind swirling in various places in the backyard create musical notoriety that this only happens in this conjecture of Mother Nature's creativity.
     I have heard the voices of those who seem intent on interrupting other people's thoughts of how they take care of their personal world, thinking interjecting their own concepts onto the public patterns can be such a liberating and spiritual outpouring and concern, justifying the interruption of personal imaginings.
     Just knowing that each human "Being" has to confront their own challenges in the emanations of their patterned thoughts, and be willing to accept the outcomes leads me to believe that their are infinite ways to achieve the desired outcomes, even though the support of these righteous people seems to help in certain circumstances, I feel in the end, everything will come to pass and work out, irregardless.  It may not be what these other people are trying to do for whatever reason and either way, it will be what it will be.
     There are I am sure many topics out there that qualify or quantify these particular circumstances, but for me the two I want to diatribe about here are women's right to healthcare no matter the circumstances and the "Right" to vote.  When you are so vehement about the termination of a pregnancy, in so much as burning a healthcare facility down, or killing a healthcare provider over this choice, or even more magnanimously finding a political solution to be able to shut the local care facility for women's right for preventative healthcare you are doing enormous damage for local populations who are unable to travel long distances or afford the time or money to obtain these services that become out of their domain to achieve.  I really don't care about your ideas that you are solving some form of personal crisis or endearing your conceptions about life onto other people, you are just working on the symptoms, not making a proclamation about a line in the sand or time in an hourglass. I will not talk here about what the permutations involved with the problems that arose to put members of the community at large to take these actions, but just let it be said that it is between the person or persons involved and their maker of choice, and though it may work out for both sides of the conflict, it can also be a very trying and unsettling situation for all concerned.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it, for personal concerns for my own sanity.
     As for my other pet peeve, this "Right" to vote thing has always been touted as an important obligation and a harbinger of self worth as an individual in a collective society.  It doesn't matter who you vote for, or for that matter what you vote for, it is suppose to be some God given right in the United States or some unalienable gift from the Constitution or the Bill of Rights or something that is written down in the conception of this form of democracy here in these United States of America.  One nation, under God, whatever that choice of God is.  You can't decide for political reasons to get elected you can shut out early voting, college students voting on campus, those who can't afford to travel long distances or provide some sort of federal identification because you claim voter fraud or numerous other selfish tactics so you can gerrymander your ideas or ideals onto the political landscapes. That's not the way a true democracy works.  I won't bore you with alternative ways of accomplishing the same tasks which involves an all inclusive way of solving local, national or international challenges, but dissolving the atmosphere of an election and it's outcomes is not by shutting out those populations that choose to believe in different ways in which you do is not a permanent solutions and will over time cause fissures in the political embodiment of the soul of democracy and later turn into violent forms of retaliation, hence, in one example in this country, is the 1960's and in other countries in the global community, revolution.  I'm a dreamer and I feel as if like John Lennon once contorted in a lyric in a song, I am not the only one.
      There you have it emanations from my own mind, not a dangerous one, of personal patterns of thoughts, not meant to interrupt your own, but just to give you different colors and patterns in the rainbows of human existence.  And to all a good day and night, post haste.