Unmoored @ Peace

“Is being unmoored a reason to be insecure, a season for growth, an opportunity for learning about the new shore, or a moment of facing our fears? I believe, all of the above.” Thinkinkadia.

Do you see the new shore as a planet or continent or simply, the other side of the street you live on?

Point is one can feel unmoored without tea or coffee, phone or car keys; or one could literally be unmoored in a classroom full of unwilling learners; or hungry with a kitchen full of supplies; or in a boat, amidst a storm, on the other side of Nicobar islands, where tribals make you a pin-cushion of arrows before you land.

Taking the last example further, congratulations to the tribals for meeting their basic human needs and succeed in overcoming their unknown, YOU!

Now, if you study the unknown to get familiar with, then you can be exploring or even looking forward to a reason to be insecure, a season for growth, an opportunity for learning about the new shore, or a moment of facing the silly old fear.

Try it on a small situation from your routine life and catch yourself smiling😉 It does get better after a few practice runs, doesn’t it😄🎵 Tell me about your experiment!

Enjoy the temporary phases of making the ❓Unknown, Known💚!

🗣Go For It! GET Unmoored

Fittest Revive Over the Precipice!

Precipice

Fully conscious and deserving are you,
make your mistakes, with abandon enjoy;
Guided by power of insight anew-
Try out ideas, courage to toy.

Have faith in your abilities,
Build the skills to create, every day.
Sway not by riches, nor nitty-gritties;
Create in dreams, that you doth play.

No need to care, or gingerly tread,
around the proud, overconfident.
Do the needful, you mustn’t dread-
Work awardless, regardless; make that dent.

In this world, ring in justice
for people whose struggles are true.
Hang not over life’s precipice-
Let survival remain of the fittest few.

To Mothers, Care, and Nurturing

Final

I’m at my wits end about money spinning doctors. The purpose of care stems from selflessness. I believe its most effective too, when it is done from nurturing spirit, like that of a Mother, especially Mother Nature.

I do understand overhead expenses on the infrastructure and technology needed to support the doctors offices for giving care. But, why must non-business people have to pay for their fancy perks?
Considering that we all have professions which need our time, study, skill, and sacrifice. Every skill is important but society judges payment based on popularity of skill set, or supply and demand. A useless numbers game?
None of this logic appeals to teaching or artists. People know it is a giving spirit that does these jobs, so it is literally expected that they do the job for less. And for people who want to keep things simple, nurturing, and giving, it is even less so.
Unless you are greedy for money, or have a brand name, you must not be good enough in your ability to teach or produce artwork?
At the same time, it is very heartening to know, that it is still possible to find people who will share their skill ‘just like that’, spontaneously, simply because you expressed interest. Two years ago, in one trip, I learned how to make a simple leather bag and decorate a leather journal for free, on the spur of the moment, from two giving artists/small business operators. Not that I had to start a business, but because it’s amazing what people can do and I’d like to do it atleast once.
There are places you can find giving people, but it’s a membership, affiliation, association, board of directors, and push for enrollment thing. And that works well, except there’s money involved at some level; either hopes, aspirations, investment, numbers enrolled, or classes.
There some Doctors who will do good in other countries and go above and beyond, in helping human beings just because it is the right thing to do. That is rather an exception, than the rule.
I cannot speak for them, just myself. I try to teach from the spirit, without greed, for the good of, but firm on my expectations from students. No exchange of material things to generate love or reinforce good behaviour. I’m not sure it’s enough, so I just keep plugging along.
Finally, I would like to €mpha$ize dental care: don’t bite off more than you can chew. 😄Flo$£ Dail¥! All traditional knowledge has now been officially trashed by modern trained doctors who will convince you the only thing for you is to get treatment right away from them or people they refer you to.
Being subjected to their wisdom, tools, sales tactics and bills right now😉! Time to test creativity on practical matters. Please excuse my absence until things get better.

On Mother’s Day, I pray for those mothers and children: who are not educated, who understand less of the commercial powers of the world, and who struggle to survive on this same Mother Earth.
Happy Mother’s Day to All!

Gotta Hand it to Reflections!

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I started doodling in college. Just doodling, experimenting, as I do with words.

Now-a-days there’s a trend to buy books with such pictures to colour inside. This is a pencil drawing (edited in photoshop to give the blue hue) I made to contribute to someone’s book.

Its a good way to do something for someone, and you end up gaining in valuable Reflections! I promise you the value is much more when you do things from scratch, by yourself.

On this blog, is a poem on how much I value and “Recognize the Hand.”

Reflecting

Lady bug, Shoo fly, and Gun-toting Grannie💃🏻see RED!

“Sometimes, things and people that look creepy, panic when you stop to take a closer look. It’s worth a try, anyway.” Thinkinkadia Lite😉

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When I went in closer, it Panicked and faded away into the greens!

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It danced to entertain me, matching its footwork to my song🎵, but when I picked up speed, the fly flew panicky into the blue!

Gun-Toting Grannie

(Story circulating on the web) Way to go Granny!!!

The Rambo Granny of Melbourne, Australia

Gun-toting granny Ava Estelle, 81, was so ticked-off when two thugs raped her 18-year-old granddaughter that she tracked the unsuspecting ex-cons down and shot off their testicles.

The old lady spent a week hunting those men down and, when she found them, she took revenge on them in her own special way,
said Melbourne police investigator Evan Delp.

Then she took a taxi to the nearest police station, laid the gun on the sergeant’s desk and told him as calm as could be: “Those bastards will never rape anybody again, by God.”

Cops say convicted rapist and robber Davis Furth, 33, lost both his penis and his testicles when outraged Ava opened fire with a 9-mm pistol in the hotel room where he and former prison cell mate Stanley Thomas, 29, were holed up.

The wrinkled avenger also blew Thomas’ testicles to kingdom come, but doctors managed to save his mangled penis, police said.
“The one guy, Thomas, didn’t lose his manhood, but the doctor I talked to said he won’t be using it the way he used to,” Detective Delp told reporters. “Both men are still in pretty bad shape, but I think they’re just happy to be alive after what they’ve been through.”

The Rambo Granny swung into action August 21 after her grand-daughter Debbie was carjacked and raped in broad daylight by two knife-wielding creeps in a section of town bordering on skid row. “When I saw the look on my Debbie’s face that night in the hospital,I decided I was going to go out and get those bastards myself because I figured the Law would go easy on them,” recalled the retired library worker. “And I wasn’t scared of them, either because I’ve got me a gun and I’ve been shooting all my life. And I wasn’t dumb enough to turn it in when the law changed about owning one.”

So, using a police artist’s sketch of the suspects and Debbie’s description of the sickos, tough-as-nails Ava spent seven days prowling the wino-infested neighborhood where the crime took place ’till she spotted the ill-fated rapists entering their flophouse hotel. “I knew it was them the minute I saw ’em, but I shot a picture of ’em anyway, and took it back to Debbie and she said sure as hell, it was them,” the oldster recalled.

“So I went back to that hotel and found their room and knocked on the door, and the minute the big one opened the door, I shot ’em right square between the legs, right where it would really hurt ’em most, you know.”

“Then I went in and shot the other one, as he backed up pleading to me to spare him. Then I went down to the police station and turned myself in.”

Now, baffled lawmen are trying to figure out exactly how to deal with the vigilante granny.

“What she did was wrong, and she broke the law, but it is difficult to throw an 81-year-old woman in prison,” Det. Delp said, “especially when 3 million people in the city want to nominate her for Mayor.”

 

 

O to the Beheaders

Which God promotes it?
Every religion has done it.
Dark ages, stark ages,
We are failing all our sages.
The mankind,
thru human unkind.

Does nature allow it,
As a way to give peace?
Does being civilized allow it
As a way to balance populace?

Is it an accomplished (un)kind of feeling
as you slice a human head and send it reeling?
Is beheading the beheader the logical punishment?
Is slicing up people a way to get
heavenly commitment?

Ask the designer of these techniques inhuman,
Or the trainer of intelligent agencies super-human:
Have you dominated enough of those near?
Instilled enough fear in your not so dear?

How do you make people forget
these murdering thrills;
your desired treat you now get?
They’re still cooking the hills-
generations after you got your
piece of cake, hors-d’oeuvre.

Habits that kill hard,
DIE hard.

While you move on true.
Dominate, justify too.
Weapons and commerce –
scores, medals, purpose.
Peace of mind or land won?
Peace be within you when done.

Control:
Over
n
Out.

Blindly in Love n Fear

Blindly

When you travel for the first time outside your City, State, Country, or Planet: what happens?

Strange new experiences wrap themselves around you; now surprising, now challenging, now scaring, now charming, now lovingly making you love back!

You had no idea how you would react but then you gradually learned to love the unknown. Atleast, that’s how I fell in love with adventure.

A warm fuzzy feeling takes over your mind and body and the brain becomes blank. Later you wonder if that was love.

A hair raising tingle accompanies a mind – body panic alert and the brains goes blank. Later you define your fear.

In my view, fear is as irrational and blind as love.

Here’s my question to you: Since blind fear has failed and cause so many problems, can we switch gears to blind love?

Ok, fine. Keep one eye open😉 But atleast try it three times before giving up on it. Whether the fear is of a smart student, cop, ex, politician, soldier, businessman, thief, or even a terrorist. (Feel free to give your own example because I’m simply, brainstorming here).

There is one thing common between them all. What is it?

(I’ll post your answers in a few hours, just to have max original bias-free responses. There is no right or wrong answer in my head for sure).

Pro of a Con!

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Do not be discouraged when someone puts you down;

Puts you down in your own or another country;

In the other country: your own kind or those who claim the land their own;

For, when they put you down, they know no better, themselves-

That when they keep you down, they are treating you like a spring.

And when the spring is pushed down all the way, it’s wound up very tight,

And it has no other way left to go, except UP😉

So my friends, Hang in there tenacious! It’s time to be thankful 🙏

Hell-Oh!

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“Between HELL and HEAL, there’s really only

the difference of one letter.” Thinkinkadia

You see, L in hell is Learning to ignore what people say about you.
And
A in heal is a right now Acceptance of you!

It’s like a game of scrabble, when you give a pass to nonsensical stuff in your life, switch out the letters, then there is a whole 💞NEW WOR(L)D!

💖Enjoy💝