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Random Thoughts - August 2014 Edition

I'm learning over time, that my cooking is much like my life; it goes splendidly as long as there are no directions.

Social media is a big part of my social life. From Twitter I get laughs and connections to different views from shut ins to celebs and once in a while, I'm worthy of the latter's attention. From Instagram I am reminded of life's subtle beauty, both living and not. And then there is Facebook.

I have the weight of the world on my shoulders, but I have people who care about me and have surrounded me with love. Pretty damn good spotters. I just hope I have time to repay them.

The kindest thing anyone has said to me recently, was a complete stranger, who said "You don't think like other people. Makes ME think more about stuff."

The nicest thing anyone has done for me, was simply remembering something I told them weeks ago and taking a photograph because of it. Little things like that mean more than any tangible gift.

There is someone I used to think I liked, maybe even more than as a friend, but their materialism disgusts me. I view materialism as I do racism, in the sense that both are the individuals false sense of superiority, but from different angles.

I am home alone, but not in my home. I have the ability to go anywhere, watch anything and yet I sit alone, in the smallest room in the house, surrounded by books and papers and the workings of a greater mind than I and I feel such comfort.

You ever wish you believed in God, so that you could pretend that there is a reason other than luck, fate, choice or simply life being life?

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