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Three days ago, i stole a magnet from a friend's house that simply reads, "good morning. I'm okay." & it has a sort of stoney smiley face on it. It works really well with the font. It was originally intended for use at a retirement home. The kind of home that would be the last home for most in the complex. He used to be a volunteer there. I should think he took that magnet without anyone's consent too. The world is round. Whatever you do will always come back to you. Without a doubt, the same applies to my action of removing the magnet from his fridge without his knowledge. Anyways, he did once share with me his experience doing philanthropic work there. It was quite, according to him, 'a hoot'. He told me the only real duty of the residents was as soon as they woke up, they were to put the aforementioned magnet on their door to show the staff they were indeed awake & going about their day. In other words, not dead. I thought this was the sweetest ...

Have you ever wondered when something you want to happen does not happen, if someone actually went back in time & prevented it from happening? What if their action removed any knowledge that the reason ever existed, & as a result you're unaware that it should happen because the timeline has been altered? That along with 'who let the dogs out?' are really good questions. I remember watching a Pokemon movie about 10 years ago. It's about a Pokemon that is able to time travel. The whole story was mostly inconceivable to me when I watched it the first time because the plot involves a causal loop & a grandfather paradox. But it was clearer to me at the second time of watching. We're still talking about time traveling if you are wondering. The movie is based on the events of this boy called Sammy. Sammy is accidentally caught in the midst of the Pokemon Celebi teleporting into the future, to escape danger. Sammy ends up going 40 years ahead in time. This is al...

I don't know what inspired me to do this but for some reason I did it. Yeah I have so much time on my hands it's kind of worrying. You know Solfege? It’s the study of singing & musicianship using solmization syllables. It's the international language of music, suffice to say. Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do... The Americans have a song to remember the syllables. It’s a simple song. Simple & silly. Do, a deer, a female deer Re, a drop of golden sun. Mi, a name I call myself Fa, a long long way to run So, a needle pulling thread La, a note to follow so Ti, a drink with Jam & Bread That will bring us back to Doe... & so on... As you can see it’s nothing more than defining what we think those syllables sound like so they become easy to remember. Now, I just found out that the Japanese have their very own version of the Solfege song. I stumbled upon a website containing their edition. Not surprising that I couldn't make anything out of it, as everything was in Japane...

It’s a Tuesday again. It happens often. Once a week it arrives on time as scheduled by God. I feel like I've been standing on the edge of a cliff for so long, I forgot why I wanted to throw myself off. I used to have suicidal thoughts. I felt useless, purposeless, stuck & directionless. I felt life was meaningless. I believed I never mattered. I always thought I would never do anything important. I never had more than a hunch about what’s important to me. I never felt a spark or a purpose, unlike everyone else. I never cared about anything so strongly that it became the bliss i had to follow. To top it all off, my dad never ceased to remind me how weak I was. Thanks for pointing it out, dad. Your telling me to snap out of it sure helped. Once, I even considered turning those thoughts into action. No one is directly slated to be suicidally depressed. The thing with these things is you can't argue with the depressed about whether they should kill themselves. It doesn't wo...