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I thought I was through with the hiding and lying

The sneaks in the drinks, the tiptoes in the dark

You know the ones, where you wake up suddenly

Wondering what is wrong, and just why he is sighing

When you ask for a drink of the drink in his hand

Thinking a soda would be nice and is easy for him to share

A normal thing, in fact, to share food and drink, with each other

As a matter of fact, it’s so normal, the thought was bland.

And you know.  It was a bland thought until he hesitated

Hmm, then all the bells in my body went off like Big Ben

He’s lying, I know it, he knows it, but only one of us know why

The intuition is strong, even when I was asleep and now I am aggravated.

Damn I hate that,, the sleep was more important,  don’t want to know

or even to know that I know.. But there is that damn psst. The pop-top

Tells on him every time. But that wasn’t it, the damn top woke me like thunder

It was the hesitation when I asked for a drink that set the nerves tingling head to toe,

Clink, clink

He thought I was asleep, turned off the light, even, to check to see if I would notice

and honestly, I didn’t , so good show, Joe, and a good trick this time.

I did get some sleep I needed so badly this night,  it’s 2.45 am, I got a whole 3 hours

Much more than my normal amount of sleep, usually I sleep less than the prairie lotus

And just as my heavy eye -lids start to fall, dreaming of the beautiful red of the lotus, prairie or no,            BANG,  on with  the TV again.  Sleep is gone for tonight.  Take notice.

© 3.00 am May 24, 2010, abbey.nightowl

The Purl

The purl of the river babbled around her

As the purl of her hand knit sweater unraveled

Similar to the unraveling her life started

Those many years ago when

The first one broke the foundation.

The foundation of the marriage

With the lust in his heart

When he gave in or when he lusted?

Who is to say?

It says, “to lust in your heart is

The same sin as to commit the sin”

I wonder, has he learned the lesson too?

The purl in the sweater that unraveled

Was the last purl she ever raveled

She put up her yarns and needles

And traded for bugs and Beatles.

Something she had no interest in before

As she listened hymns in reverent

Worship of the God they had sworn to speak of

For the rest of their lives,  lies, lust, which first?

Now he’s gone,, she’s gone

And the children didn’t keep

They fell apart in their own way

One up, one down, both gone

And this Mother’s day once more

Was spent with loneliness

Unrequited, despite the efforts of the second

Who tried his best to wake me

From a sleep begun, never to be undone.

For sleep, when gotten, covers all.

© Abbey Nightowl Mother’s Day, Sunday May 9, 2010

I was having a conversation with someone about what exactly “morality” is. Is it a law that must be obeyed? And if not obeyed, then are the consequences set my an all elusive God? Or are they preordained for us to just “think of them when the occasion arises? The great philosophers have been arguing this subject for years.  I searched google research department and found what I think is a very own to ear very understandable explanation of morality and why we lie up to it.

Please enjoy this article written with no author listed.

©  Abbry thinking deeply for answers.

The moral argument appeals to the existence of moral laws as evidence of God’s existence. According to this argument, there couldn’t be such a thing as morality without God; to use the words that Sartre attributed to Dostoyevsky, “If there is no God, then everything is permissible.” That there are moral laws, then, that not everything is permissible, proves that God exists.
Some facts are facts about the way that the world is. It is a fact that cats eat mice because there are lots of animals out there, cats, and lots of them eat mice. It is a fact that Paris is the capital of France because there exists a city called Paris that is the capital of France. For most facts, there are objects in the world that make them true.
Morality Consists of a Set of Commands
Moral facts aren’t like that. The fact that we ought to do something about the problem of famine isn’t a fact about the way that the world is, it’s a fact about the way that the world ought to be. There is nothing out there in the physical world that makes moral facts true.
This is because moral facts aren’t descriptive, they’re prescriptive; moral facts have the form of commands.
Commands Imply a Commander

There are some things that can’t exist unless something else exists along with them. There can’t be something that is being carried unless there is something else that is carrying it. There can’t be something that is popular unless there are lots of people that like it.
Commands are like this; commands can’t exist without something else existing that commanded them.
The moral argument seeks to exploit this fact; If moral facts are a kind a command, the moral argument asks, then who commanded morality? To answer this question, the moral argument suggests that we look at the importance of morality.
Morality is Ultimately Authoritative
Morality is of over-riding importance. If someone morally ought to do something, then this over-rules any other consideration that might come into play. It might be in my best interests not to give any money to charity, but morally I ought to, so all things considered I ought to. It might be in my best interests to pretend that I’m too busy to see my in-laws on Wednesday so that I can watch the game, but morally I ought not, so all things considered I ought not.
If someone has one reason to do one thing, but morally ought to do another thing, then all things considered they ought to do the other thing. Morality over-rules everything. Morality has ultimate authority.
Ultimately Authoritative Commands Imply an Ultimately Authoritative Commander
Commands, though, are only as authoritative as the person that commands them. If I were to command everyone to pay extra tax so that we could spend more money on the police force, then no one would have to do so. I just don’t have the authority to issue that command. If the government were to command everyone to pay extra tax so that we could spend more money on the police force, though, then that would be different, because it does have that authority.

As morality has more authority than any human person or institution, the moral argument suggests, morality can’t have been commanded by any human person or institution. As morality has ultimate authority, as morality over-rules everything, morality must have been commanded by someone who has authority over everything. The existence of morality thus points us to a being that is greater than any of us and that rules over all creation.
What the Moral Argument Proves
If the moral argument can be defended against the various objections that have been raised against it, then it proves the existence of an author of morality, of a being that has authority over and that actively rules over all creation. Together with the ontological argument, the first cause argument, and the argument from design, this would give us proof that there is a perfect, necessary, and eternal being that created the universe with life in mind and has the authority to tell us how we are to run it. The correct response to this would be to seek God’s will and to practice it.

The Italian Secret to a Long Marriage:

At St. Mary‘s Catholic Church they have a weekly husbands’ marriage
seminar.

At the session last week, the priest asked Giuseppe, who said he was
approaching his 50th wedding anniversary, to take a few minutes and
share some insight into how he had managed to stay married to the same
woman all these years.

Giuseppe replied to the assembled husbands, “Wella, I’ve tried to treat
her nicea, spenda da money on her, but besta of all is, I tooka her to
Italy for the 25th anniversary!”

The priest responded, “Giuseppe, you are an amazing inspiration to all
the husbands here! Please tell us what you are planning for your wife
for your 50th anniversary?”

Giuseppe proudly replied, “I’m agonna go get her.”

While speaking with an old friend today, I made a remark about “knowing what I can do,  and knowing what I can’t do” and being ok with the final result.

His answer was quite interesting:  “I believe they call that maturity”.

Thanks for the compliment, my friend.

River WIllow

P.S. I even love my studio, or rather, I especially love my studio.

Lets NOT play MYSPACE WARS

I have been on myspace for over 10 years now and I have seen it all… every reason and way a profile can be used and represented,.. from trying to hook up with chicks/guys to proclaiming your love for your sweetheart/family to selling a product/service. I applaud the fact that so many see myspace the way I see it… a powerful tool that can be used for positive purpose and result, going beyond the simple minded “hey, lets hook up” mentality that is also present here. I am also sorry to say that some people REALLY go off the chain and make the positive tool not so positive by exhibiting bad behavior and choices in how to spend ones time and energy. There is no APP for it, but lots of people play MYSPACE WARS.

Close your eyes for a minute….. Imagine being in the middle of a big field and taking a peaceful walk. You are zen… Silence surrounds you and serenity fills your soul. Out of nowhere comes a person shooting at something or someone with a big noisy machine gun and bullets wizz past your face,.. completely shattering your whole peace vibe. …THIS my friends, is what it feels like to be a innocent bystander when a MYSPACE WAR is going on around you…and you don’t know and you walk right into it. When you log on to your page and you see VERY angry status messages FULL of ugliness and profanity posted on your page… things like: “for my ex husband…. you A##HOLE! I HATE YOU AND THAT C&NT THAT YOU LIVE WITH! GO DIE YOU SCUM! YOU F&CKING DONT LOVE HER!” and blah, blah, blah… You get the picture. When I see messages like that I can’t help but go ‘wow… that’s ALOT of angry energy!’.  It’s most disturbing to see messages like that…For people to post that kind of intense rage and know other people can see it…not just those that they want to see it, but complete strangers that did not cause the rage to begin with (is most indelicate)… And I wonder if they ever stop and think “maybe I should not post something like this…it’s too intense”

See, here is the problem with posting stuff like that…not only are innocent people being exposed to your rage and your ugly side but the people you are writing for will not feel the least bit bad about you being that mad. Lets just say the person you are raging over is a jerk and deserves the angry words….. Well, if that’s true then he or she is going to get a lot of joy reading how upset they have made you, and probably keep doing it if that’s their nature to do so. In a way, they have won the battle…They know whatever they did has stressed you out and they can laugh knowing they just ruined your day… So, you did not hurt them at all. You just made them happy AND you drained your OWN energy in the process….. a double negative for you. The best thing you can do to a negative energy drain is disconnect from it and turn your back… If you do that and show no (reaction), then the person hurting you or trying to hurt you does not know which way to go with that because you are not giving any responses. Some people are so bored and negative that even negative attention is still attention in their book and they will poke at you if it means you will pay attention to them. Turn your back and cut them off.

It’s really sad to know that loneliness and jealousy in some people can bring out the (negative) drama. Sometimes the envy defines true reason. Some people on myspace don’t make sense because they try to lay claim to others they do not know or barely know… just because they are attractive. They will do their best to knock out whatever competition they think there is, writing emails to others on the friends list and claim a false relationship or connection,… and maybe ( even go as far as) threaten them somehow…..ugh!  It is stupid what some people do. When I first (started) talking to my husband here on myspace, a friend of one of his myspace friends saw my blog about speaking to my husband and told this friend about it and she wrote to me claiming to be his “girlfriend”.  I went to her profile and found out she was in England…and after talking to my husband to be sure of all facts I wrote to her and told her politely to screw off and that she lied. You can’t be a true “girlfriend” or serious love interest unless you have actually met and spent time together…..there is no getting around that fact…and laying claim to a stranger is wrong…and harassing innocent people, even more wrong. A TRUE friend does not get angry if they have an attractive friend and that person has or finds someone to love. Love should be celebrated, not booed and hissed at. In a situation like that you say “congratulations”!  I bet she/he is cool and makes you happy”, (and) not: “…you jerk! Why did you pick her/him instead of me?!” (It is a juxtaposition between being) a true buddy… and (being) just a selfish self-serving soul whose only reason for being around someone is (is for purely selfish) motives and gains…and that is no real friendship at all.

Do I think it is sad that a lot of couples here on myspace have to hide the fact they are together because of the aforementioned selfish self-serving people, who would flip out if the relationship were revealed publicly? Yep! Do I think it is sad that some people use myspace features like bulletins,.. blogs, status updates and emails to harass, embarrass, and tick off others?  Indeed yes. To those people I say : ‘what the frak are you doing?’ Seriously… that is not what that stuff was created for….Stop acting like little petty children and move away from your playschool sandbox mentality and GROW UP ALREADY. If someone is meant to be in your life whether its a friend or a love interest you won’t get them in your life being a jerk or engaging others in a negative competition… By creating the competition/war, all you are doing is showing a VERY unflattering ugly side of yourself. If a person is meant to love you they will be drawn to you and come to you without a fight, and not because you played KING OF THE HILL and won. So, cut it out if you are playing (such games). I think some of the drama and politics get out of hand and lessen the fun of being on myspace……people harassing others (by) using status updates, other people spying on other people’s profiles for other friends or creating fake profiles so they can stay under the radar….geez….can we just STOP and be rational people here? If a person is harassing you, you DO have choices you know… See those DELETE and BLOCK buttons?.. Use them. That is why they exist. If the harassment is really serious to the point you honestly fear for your life in some way, report the person to myspace immediately. Forward all emails and messages to them as proof of harassment. If you need to report them to the police, (do so). So much bad energy and harassment could be stopped if people just used the darned block button feature when it starts….. It is amazing how many people let it go on when it does not need to. Don’t get sucked into a war here. There are so many other ways to spend your time other then that.

That’s all for now… Sending hugs to everyone!

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LAUNCHING ‘THE WRITER OF NOTE INITIATIVE’

The INBEAT’s LIFE JOURNEY COMMUNITY ( www.myspace.com/inbeatlife ) is pleased to announce the launching of the
‘THE WRITER OF NOTE INITIATIVE’.
Under this program, a Writer’s Article will be featured periodically on the INBEAT Websites. The selected Writer’s Article will delve into  the Topic that will be the focus of one of the Books that the Community is working to publish. Thus, the Featured Article would eventually wind up being one of the Chapters of the Book.

The First Book that the Community is currently working on is under the subject heading of ‘HUMAN RELATIONS AND DYNAMICS’. (There will be other books with different subject headings to come later). The Featured Article
of  a  ‘WRITER OF NOTE’ shall be under this heading, and will be at least 10 pages long. The INBEAT Life Journey Community can be contacted atinbeatlife@myspace.com.

As stated in the INBEAT Life Journey Community’s Mission Statement that is attached below, proceeds from Books’ Sales shall be applied toward theINBEAT GLOBAL FUND.

Thanks and we look forward to reading your Articles!

E.N. … January 7, 2009
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Mi Hijo Menor By Ms. S.W. Haggerty.

When I was invited by INBEAT Life Journal to write a piece on Relationship Dynamics, I immediately knew that I would write a piece that encompass the relationship between my youngest son and me. It is a relationship that represents peace, strength, and unconditional love in the utmost poetic form.

Last year my son graduated from high school and left home all in the same month.  He was eighteen and ready to launch his life in an age appropriate way; subsidized by yours truly at a college in California.  Although I knew this day would come, to him California was home, the event was joyous, exciting and filled with many emotions.

Like most parents, when my son (who I fondly refer to as “The Kid”) was born I imagined what he would be like when he grew up.  What I didn’t imagine was what I would be like when he did.  I can still recall creeping into his room at night when he was a baby and watching him sleep.  He always had one chubby arm across his chest propping the other at the elbow as it lay next to his head making him look as though he were deep in thought.

I remember the day my son and I were playing on the grass at the Children’s Playground in Golden Gate Park, when a gentleman walking by stopped and said, “Enjoy him while you can. The time goes all too fast.” I then spoke these ignorant words to him. “I know.”  Can you believe my ignorance and arrogance? Believe it. I was there. I truly knew nothing about how quickly the time would pass.  One day I was celebrating the birth of my son, then in no time at all he walking, talking, go off to school, and some fifteen years later had acquired his driver’s license and skillfully seduced my car away from me.

When my son was growing up, I always appreciated what made him tick, and I never asked him to be someone other than who he was, and of course more of that unfolded along the way through his high school years.  I guess in a lot of ways I was fortunate because he was never a rebellious teenager, or got into any major trouble.  He did get defiant and mouthy for a while, actually it was more like a quick minute (smile), but I didn’t take it personally, for I knew that he was getting older and just trying to assert himself.  It was never anything drastic, girls, chores, house rules; you know all the stuff that most parents go through.  As my son got older the more things changed, and instead of me protecting him, he began looking out for me.  This is when I realized that I must have done something right.

Today my son and I share an unbreakable bond, so strong that we know what’s happening in one another’s lives long before we communicate the facts with each other aloud. I recently discovered an affectionate, tender, hand written note that said, “Mom, do you think you could wash my hair when you get home from work?”  I laughed as I recalled finding that note stuck on the refrigerator door in 2007; my son was sixteen at the time.

I can only imagine how the beat of the world will be bouncing by the time my son has his own son.  However I do know that by being the best mother I can be, I am shaping a fraction of our collective future; as I teach my son, so I teach my grandson.

I will lower the curtain here.  Until next time…

©2010 g.lynne abbey