VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
March 22

"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."
- Albert Einstein -


I walk my path alone, sometimes stumbling over the pebbles and rocks that block the way. I may have tripped a time or two, I may have even fallen, but through each step, each fall, each day I find that I am capable of rising once again and standing. Standing on my own two feet without a helping hand to hold, or a shoulder to cry upon.


"The best way to have a good idea is to have lots of ideas."
- Linus Pauling -


I'm so discontent with my life as it is, it feels empty, but yet there is nothing to fill the void I feel, I often wonder if there ever will be


a silence prevails, a sort of drifting emptiness that may never be filled, but yet no regrets, no sorrow, and no yesterdays.


Well I braved the chair today. although my tooth is better, the pain is there, but yet it is a different pain than it was before, hopefully that will pass in a few days and my mouth will feel like one should feel.


Do not do to others what angers you if done to you by others.
- Socrates -


For some unknown reason I can't seem to shake this sense of loneliness. worthiness, sadness, whatever it is. It is locked deep into me, and refuses to depart.

I feel the tears falling inside but yet they refuse to fall from my eyes, it's as though I have programmed myself to never show how much hurt lives inside of me, for if I do I think I would show my weakness, and thus make myself so vulnerable,. But to what I have no idea.


A bit from the norm today, for I have a birth announcement. Now please don't think me loco, or just plain nuts. My Cat Wilma became a mother today for the first time, There are six of the little things, 3 white, two black and white, and a gray one. Now when I sleep I hear the cries of new life.


The sun shined down upon me
blinding me from the sorrow
Reminding me that good things
May happen on the morrow
It's Yellow glow was a welcome site
Hiding all the grief
It's warmth touched my soul
Cleansing it, giving me relief


The illusion that times that were are better than those that are, has probably pervaded all ages. - Horace Greeley -