Not white on black, but peach on white
May 16, 2008, 1:47 pm
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While watching the morning TV program, the wife said that the white painted mantel would look good in another color. So I suggested peach. Why peach you ask? Herein lies the thesis for discussion,  recycling.

Here in Houston the community is beginning to think Green, which is another color. Every emphasis is on recycling, and ways to conserve on energy, ironically in the countries epicenter of energy thinking. Houston is known for its use of energy, since it is the second largest city in the US, yes, interms of size, second only to Oklahoma city, which stretches many miles in all direction. Houstonian uses a lot of gas, go everywhere to get nowhere, as explemplifed by the evacuation efforts from the last hurricane storm.

Now the problem comes back to haunt them and they are making an attempt to save, recycle via turning in old computers, newspaper , and right paint.

At the recycle center, one can go and get free paint, sometimes he has a choice of color. These are good paint that have been discarded due to choice of color. So what is one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. I found the color I liked and brought it home to my mantel.

The moral here is: go search and you shall find.



Stop it
May 16, 2008, 11:12 am
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After the joy of birth, and the fumbling around to discover what needs to be done, the real challenge of raising a baby begins. You know that dropping food on the floor, and the persistent screaming has got to stop, otherwise your nerves will not take it. Yet slowly as the baby turns into a toddler, life in the real world begins to take shape for the youngster.

My daughter has a nickname for my grandson, Stop It. Every other word is punctuated with Stop It. Now the only response the kid has is to see if the words Stop It is there before he continues on with his actions. If the words are not there, he goes on doing what he likes and if the words are there, he stops what he is doing and waits a few second before his mischievious nature takes him off into another direction.

So begins the life and development of the human child, a combination of digital stops which eventually stretches out into a series of analog practices that forms his/her life. As children turn into young adults, their lives are governed by adults who tell them the things they must do. The youngster pieces together these series of request into a flowing pattern until they make sense in his life, a series of digital request that forms an analog picture of a persons life.

So, now as an adult there are fewer request from others as to what one should, or need to do, and the only request are from either employers or mates.  Patterns set in and one begins to appreciate his analog life and does not think about his digital life until.  Until is the time that problems begin to develop. Problems are when issues that one has not ever experience comes into his life. These problems could be a lost of value/money, lost of mate/social relations, lost of family, etc.

In an analog world this is a disruption of ones life. People go into tail spins and struggle to find meaning in problems, yet all the time they wish for answers. they may turn to a sold foundation of religious precedent or to others who have experienced the same problems. But how they take these advice from others, will depend upon how they come out of their tailspin.

The many religious sects would tell on to pray, meditate, surround one in silence, and pause. This is where the digital phenomenal comes back into play in ones life. “Stop it” is only 20 or 30 years ago when ones care taker caution one to take heed of what he needed to pay attention to. One needs to realize that his analog actions and life need to take a back seat to his digital teachings. Stop, look, and listen and become you own voice from the past, pay heed, repair the problem and move on.