I ought to rant about something
Mark Ty-Wharton
I am living life from a place of deep satisfaction, where I know I have made the right choices and where happiness just shows up.
The way my ex-wife can be with people, including my children, is not okay with me. I am satisfied with my choice to leave and I am satisfied with my choice to live and let live. I accept her, so not a lot to rant about there.
The way my money situation is, is not okay with me, yet I chose it. I am satisfied with not having money. I accept I am virtually broke and appreciate I have something.
Procrastination? I could rant about that but I'll get around to it later!
Cheers
Mark
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Oinarp Mot
Ranting gets you so far.
As I have been in this pretty fucked up situation at home for the past
few years, taking care of my parents without any help from my brothers,
and that isn't the fucked up part, the fact I have to not only run offense
but defense too; it occurred to me to stop complaining about them
that my complaining and ranting were only giving energy to the situation.
I stopped complaining about not having money.
I stopped complaining about being accused of stealing from my parents.
I stopped complaining about lots of stuff that happens on a daily
basis I have no control over. I simply have no control over how others
act or react to my existence.
What I do have is an ability to recognize I can listen to these people or not.
I have the ability to experience joy, that is only if I can be aware of
these situations which is dependent on whether or not I give the negative
any energy or not.
When I give these negative energies thought, emotion, feeling I have
a tendency to get lost in them.
When I simply realize they are not serving me then I can either
leave or become neutral.
When something is reoccurring then I meditate upon my heart
and ask for forgiveness.
I've written life is too short and then of course someone through
that line in my face the other day about my writing and ranting and
it was painful and ironic and funny and...
Life is a fucking hoot and the more I am involved in it the more I
can pick and choose what I like and what I do not like and do something
about it.
Anyway, my own rant. It was fun to rant about, god I don't know.
I know I am just so burnt out on it though.
One other thing, I had written one of my brothers telling him they
are way off base when it comes to me and how they deal with
my parents. I wrote him and told him that when ti comes to my
parents he should think of words like, love and compassion and
caring and the list went on and on and on.
He never mentioned anything to me about it in months but did
seem to come over more often.
Maybe I was out of line even when it came to that. Maybe I should...
Maybe I shouldn't?
Anyway, that's all I have for now.
Didn't know you were separated or divorced.
Me belly is telling me I am hungry now. Going to go downstairs and
have a bite to eat.
ciao,
Thomas
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Mr. Twenty Twenty
Today is my birthday, April 1. It was the only day I could
guarantee I wouldn't get beat on or picked on in grade school.
Catholic boys can be mean. But when they think you are tricking them
into a birthday beating.... they leave you alone.
Anyhooo.....
I just asked 1,000 people to each send me $7.
Help me with starting over.
If I get $7,000 in the next 24 hours, that would be wild.
Just $7 bucks.
Of course, I gave them something - first.
http://2020unleashed.com/poetry_in_motion/what-its-like-to-be-born-on-april-fools-day/
Now...
I am living in Australia, honestly. Think about that.
Starting over. Getting along great with Carol. Having conversations
- deep - the kind I like - with my new family - and with my old -
asking people - readers - clients - strangers to read an article -
send me $7 bucks - and forward / share this article with 10 to 100
people.
What if....
Those are two powerful words.
What if one morning, you woke up half way across the world? Smelling
smells you didn't know existed. Being held, and loved by - those who
need to hold and love you.
Like how Carol does from across the world.
Like how my girlfriend does - soon.
Like how you - yes you - hold and touch me.
The technology that makes this possible - this email - didn't exist 30
years ago.
Miracles.
Maybe it's time for me to release another book I wrote years ago....
Marbles and Miracles.
That got me here.
Anyhoo, go read the article. If you want, share with me $7 bucks,
and forward it to 10 to 100 people.
We never know what possibilities are in store for us.
Jesus talked about the man who found treasure buried in a field, he
sold all he had to buy the field, and get the treasure.
I sell, I give away, I share.
You all know where I have been, some of you know where I am.
It's all miracles and grace.
http://2020unleashed.com/poetry_in_motion/what-its-like-to-be-born-on-april-fools-day/
I am entertainment for God.
20/20
Oinarp Mot
Mr. Twenty Twenty
Tom Pranio
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