re: Just sitting there…

I was just sitting there, not really thinking, without a care. Oh, I had the sense of I , and me, because, well, I carry them most everywhere.

I wonder what it would be like to have been completely shaped by me? Without a culture, society, or even family. I wonder if I would even know that I, was I, or even me. The things you think when you are just sitting there.

I like the sound of laughter, I can hear it in my ear. I can also feel it in my soul, and sometimes, even in my heart. I don’t know if it sounds good because it feels good, or feels good, because it sound good. I like laughter, it comes in more dresses than a High School Prom.  I think of laughter when I am just sitting there.

I know a lot of people, some think they know me, and I am not sure that even I do. Yet, I am more certain that I know who they are- and how can that be true. Sit there for a while, just sit there, and you may wonder too.

Wonder is another thing I do when I am sitting there. Both kinds of wonder. First the Wonder, of a sky filled with stars, galaxies, and tiny points of light, so far back in time, that even my weak old eyes can see for at least a billion years, maybe more.

The second kind of wonder, is: who lives out there? What does it all mean” Is there a reason? I mean I wonder if my life meant anything except to the folks I knew. I wonder what it would be like to live on another planet. What would my body look like? Would I even have one? Would I be sitting some where – up there- just sitting there?

I wonder how we know what love is. I mean if you are just sitting there, you know if someone loves you, usually. You even know the different kinds of love that surround you, even when you are alone, just sitting there. Love is even cooler than laughter, because Love can make you act. It can make you do. It can make you alive. Laughter , especially if you are just sitting there, lets happiness in.

So, if you are just sitting there, how much of you is present? Or did you go for a quick trip to your past? Or maybe, you are in your future? Pretty nifty trick your mind can do, move through time, while just sitting there. Physicist can’t figure it out, and we do it standing still. Maybe you even lived your life over, or made it different in your memory. Maybe some folks were left out, and others left in, as you chose to remake what made you – you. All, while you were just sitting there.

Me, too. I think I will just sit here a while longer. Or, maybe I will shift a bit, and just sit over there. Ahhh…..

RE: Flash Fiction: “My name is Bob.”

I know. I know. Everyone calls me : “God.” Oh, sure, they have different names for me, ever since that tower thing, what a Nimrod he was. I think I may have made a mistake by letting everyone babble on. But, then again, I can’t make mistakes, so somewhere down the line, it has to [...]

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For your dream to work, you have to work your dreams….

Do you have dreams? Did you do anything today to move you towards one of them? Does anyone else know your dream? Anyone at all? There is an old Chick flick, called: Don Juan DeMarco. In that movie, the young guy thinks he is Don Juan, but every girl he seduces (in his imagination) is [...]

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How to make yourself smile:

Here you go, tips to a momentary, or lasting smile: 1) Remember your first kiss? 2) If you can’t remember your first kiss, can you remember your sweetest kiss? 3) Think of any song, that brings back a memory. And then, think of another song, and its memory! 4) Remember your Mom? Your Dad? Your [...]

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re: Words, by Kevin Hughes. A song? A poem? Or, just words?

Words some whispered and carried on the wings of memory spoken, or giggled, or quietly breathed on the neck or face of a close one Words hanging like a necklace of things to be savored, fingered and prayed over, like a Rosary beed chain, of things heard Words some biting, some chafing, some filled with [...]

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I guess I will just keep walking.

I was four the first time I got lost. I walked to the zoo. I thought I knew the way. A lady who knew my neighbor, found me wandering up on 25th Street almost to the High Level bridge. I had turned the wrong way. That was about two miles from our house on West [...]

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Create a playlist of your friends favorite: Teen Age Song.

Aloha All, Can you remember being sweet 16? Were you single, going steady, pinned, or ringed? Were you in a band, sports, or school? What music brings back those High School Days?  Can you remember your first date, your first kiss, your first car?  Well, sometimes music can bring you right back there. So, I [...]

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Big News, it is going to get quieter on this Blog!

Aloha All, I shall start posting only once a week starting in May. So, you only have to check four times a month. I will look forward to your comments, as always- but am growing more quiet and thoughtful as I age. LOL Kevin of the quivering quill, and drying ink.

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I call this: Spring.

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Bullied and Beautiful, watch this amazing Canadian Poet put it in wordsss…

Aloha Everyone, I sent this onto as many people as I could. I have watched it three times in a row. If you were ever bullied, sad, or just couldn’t figure out where you belonged, this young poet hits it. I cried openly, and laughed, for like a lot of folks who made it- he [...]

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