When I get incredible news my reactions can vary highly depending entirely upon two things:
1. The news itself
2. The delivery method of the news.
If the news is good I could be witnessed jumping on the table and doing a happy little ‘holy crap…are you for real?’ jig. I have also been known in this instances to lay a lip lock on the person giving me the news; not always a good thing, especially when the news delivery person is the local monsignor. I am not even catholic and that one had me doing a few Hail Marys.
If the news is not so good I can generally assure you that there will be cursing, stomping of the feet and possibly a few hopefully non-fatal projectiles flying across the room. Also there may be some hair pulling, not necessarily my own hair either!
Now as far as the delivery method of news my reactions can indeed be incredible; incredibly pissed off or incredibly elated and appreciative.
I detest bad news via text, email, or voicemail. I find it crude and those that delivery it in that manner make my blood boil. I find it incredibly maddening that people would deliver bad news this way…come on show some backbone, be an incredible person and look me in the eye when breaking my heart, turning me down, or breaking sad news to me. This world wasn’t built on deals being made, treaties signed (and as incredible as it may seem, broken), states unionized, babies being made, declarations signed, discoveries being made etc. by way of email or text!
Now on good news delivery…I don’t give a darn how I get it delivered to me just as long as I get it! I find it incredible that I get it at all!!!
This last month of my life has been interesting indeed, not so active as I would prefer (due to an unfortunate incident of driving while slightly intoxicated and a house arrest situation), but interesting all the same. Please let me interject here that I do regret my actions and I am fully aware that I was in the wrong.
If Michelangelo were to sculpt an event , person or thing from my last month it would be perhaps his most interesting work to date! I mean after all a statue carved in marble depicting house arrest would certainly raise an eyebrow or two…wouldn’t you agree?
I imagine the sculpture would be of me with a land line phone to my ear with a 200 foot cord attached. I am monitored by periodic phone calls during which a computerized British voice asks me to repeat a phrase for voice verification. The inscription would be one of the three phrases the computerized voice on the other end of the phone line asks me to repeat; Strike while the iron is hot, in for a pound in for a penny, tomorrow is another day, the eagle has landed, or perhaps it could be the very ironic phrase of there’s no place like home!!!
Yep, my image carved in marble to be seen by future generations would most certainly be amusing to say the least! However I must say I am glad this Michelangelo nor any other sculptor will not be immortalizing my house arrest agony in marble because I for one do not wish to be remembered for this shit!!!
We live in a world that consists of thousands of ploys for our attention, our money, our interest etc. Billboards, headlines, commercials and a myriad of other such things are purposefully and strategically placed in our paths on a daily basis. Oft times we are not even aware of the subliminally suggestive nature of things and how they psychological start a yearning in us.
For me the pull towards something generally starts visually. If it catches my eye I am more apt to investigate further. Following catching my eye the thing that will bring me back or make me a believer in said item, site, food, etc. is content and/or quality.
As we all know what looks good isn’t guaranteed to be good. There has been plenty a food item, that has looked scrumptious to me but upon first bite I find myself gaging and looking for the nearest napkin in which to spit it into! ( by the way this action invariably gets me the oddest looks from the folk around me so when I can I do it as discreetly as possible.) I have been drawn to a book by its cover and found the cover was deceiving and the content is pure crap.
Once a website headline grabbed me by the heart and I just knew I had found the web place for me! I had been searching for other like minded Pagans to share with and meet up on a regular basis to share fellowship and such. I clicked the link for the site and was promptly dropped onto a page that along with many illicit pictures invited me to join them for an orgy every third Tuesday of the month. For the life of me I couldn’t see the connection between what I was looking for (other Wiccans and Pagans) until I seen a link for a video called Merry MEAT. For those of you not Wiccan or Pagan I will say the term Merry Meet is a common greeting among us. But this merry meat video was certainly not the greeting I was seeking. I still get invites from the site and I laugh my ass off eveyr single time!
Choices are put in front of us everyday and sometimes, as you can read from my above experience, we are tricked into the wrong ones. In my opinion, when an item is visually presented well and can be followed up with excellent quality or content then I will always return to make that same choice again.
In closing I say happy choices making to you all and when you find something you like and it treats you well or gives you what your seeking keep chosing it, keep clicking on it, keep buying it and most of all avoid the video Merry Meat at all cost if you looking for a Pagan circle to join!
If I were to give one sense and have another made super sensitive I would give up my sense of smell and have my sight enhanced.
At my age I have smelled a lot of things and though smell is related to taste I think I would manage. I can use my memory of what I have tasted and my imagination to augment my dulled taste due to not having a sense of smell.
With enhanced sight the world would open up in a myriad of new avenues. My super enhanced vision would possibly allow the ability to see peoples auras easily, energy waves and patterns would become clearly noted through my eyes. The color spectrum would widen, and the intensity of color would be like something straight out of a 60’s hippies diary.
The distance at which I could see things approaching would finally afford me enough time to prepare for an unexpected visit from in in-laws and relatives, not to mention time enough to shut off all the lights, lock the doors and pretend I am not home when that bothersome person comes knocking!!!!
The beauty of a flower, a bird in flight, the ocean etc. Would all be enhanced exponentially however the down side of that is that so would all the ugly. But perhaps with this gifted vision gift I would be able to see through the ugly to what may lie beneath (something I endeavor to do anyway but as we all know …that shit is far from easy).
In closing, I think that super sight would be awesome if it is true that when the end comes there will be signs we all see; With super sight I will see those signs sooner and therefore have plenty of time to bend over and kiss my own butt goodbye!