When I’m depressed, nothing interests me. At other times I enjoy many things, as I reminded myself in a 1985 Journal Entry:

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Among these are drawing, doodling. cutting and pasting (collaging), writing, browsing in the library or second hand book stores, singing, looking for Indian artifacts in a plowed field after it rains, brainstorming or discussing ideas with a friend, smelling the earth after it rains, looking at rainbows, feeling the warmth of a purring cat, exchanging soul gazes with my pet dog, sharing food with friends, lying out under the stars, reading aloud with an intimate, snuggling under the covers while the rain patters on the roof, singing Christmas carols, the lit Christmas tree, walking along the beach collecting gifts from the sea, attending a Quaker meeting, viewing a sunset, picking and enjoying flowers, speculating on strange encounters, watching a heart-warming movie… Now I would add reading on evolution and consciousness.

I also think of the things I’m grateful for…Family; friends; curiosity; creativity; sleep; the ability to faint when physical pain gets too great; the lessening of fear of death with age; prolonged infancy developing into love; the “cooperative” gene; the “religious” gene serving to draw people together beyond family lines; mathematics, which leads us to believe that this is a rational world; the aesthetic experience associated with this world and its characteristics; the cherishing of nostalgic memories; the sense of peace associated with clinical near or after death experiences; the survival instinct which permits life on this planet to evolve; “emergence” –which unfolds what is and affects what is to be; the ability to read and write; consciousness–so that we can reflectively experience; and humor–the saving grace…
A surprising way to lessen depression–for me at least–is to go to Google and look at all the different species of birds. I accidentally discovered this method.
I also want to announce that I don’t intend to post any more until my helper arrives so I know how to control the site. Hats off to those still sufficiently nimble of wit to understand it.
MIX AND MATCH
Oh poo. I thought folks would welcome a little escape from reality, but since Ben didn’t give the answers to me, I’ll do a quick guess and move on.: So as not to repeat myself and use up AI’s valuable time, I’ll just list my guesses here, and ignore formal titles. ________________ POEMETTE SO MUCH…
HOLIDAY PUZZLER
I was still trying to thin out my fat files while feeling chastened by another of my errors on Gutenberg last week. (In responding to a comment, I didn’t know who the “author” referred to was, since all of us were authors–all three of us for that matter (authors)….Dr. John Persico Jr, Ned Hamson, and…
Do Conservatives…
Write poetry? Give me some examples please…(Oh no I think my comma’s bit the dust…) Oh no another idea: Does Grandfather God speak to us in Classic or Gutenberg? I’m talking about the Father of them all; Catholics Unitarians Quakers,,,,,,, Agnostics Israelites (told you my comma was dead didn’t I ?)… Even Muslims and those…




We don’t know whether Trump will be reelected. But, as we head toward November, you have to ask yourself: If he loses, would it be more surprising if Trump graciously accepts defeat and congratulates his opponent or if he claimed to be the victim of a rigged election and a “deep state” plot? The answer seems clear.