Nuance of Continuation

Nuance of Continuation

 

So what does one do, when you have too much time on your hands, and does this imply another blog about boredom and retirement and isolation?  Require no assistance to come with an answer, but at this point I am probing my own mind, to discover what it is about continuation that interests me.  Big fad is to say, “Live for today.  Be a Present Moment Kind of guy.”  Retired and my friends are not around and available as much as they were in the old days, when I was working and active and had a vigorous outdoor schedule and life.  Wonder if this will become a conversation about using derivatives of modern communications to fill the void between dreams and reality and what’s going on now that you are retired and living a leisure-based existence.  Account for the Hedge and it is probably still true, “Life is better on the Other-Side of the Fence or away from where you happen to be.”   Greener Pasteur Mentality and must confess, it costs a lot of money and takes a lot of planning to travel and use your available retirement time to see the world.  So what does one do?  When retired.

 

Nuance of continuation and he wonders:  “Do you belong to a fight club?”  What is your relationship with aggressive living and are you the competitive type that brings your work home, and now that you are retired, you realize: “Don’t have many hobbies.  Wife and kids fight a lot, but nothing much gets resolved.”   Busy in life and separate paths, and now he is writing a blog about the nuance of continuation, and about that he seems to go on and on.  Derivatives of continuation and lines of communication and he wonders if there is a connection using electronic transfer, that will get him out of his head, and beyond the mental limits of rehashing the same old things.  Extended play and isn’t that what retirement should be all about, he wonders, but can find correspondence between what he thinks and what other around him are doing and saying.  Nuance of Continuation and could be a project just to come up with a simple example of what this might be all about.

 

Age 62 and now planning for retirement.  Looks for a novel approach and seeks to find a new way to fund his leisure-based existence.  Fertility clinic and online classes, and before you know it, she is saying:  “Yes, I am pregnant.”  Never sure when you are online, who you might be talking to.  FBI in disguise and Lurkers everywhere, looking for A-Sugar-Daddy or elaborate scam.  Nuances and a variety of dynamics to consider, and he thinks:  “Be careful.  This could happen to you.”  Life changes and enhancements, and is still learning what might happen when a person has too much leisure time and has a history of not picking up healthy companions and activities to be involved with.  And so it is, we can do the crossword puzzle daily and take online surveys.  Not sure that will solve the puzzle of continuation and what happens once they fire you or you retire, or are just plain the end game in a down-sizing scheme.

 

Go online and find some new friends that are looking for a relationship and a companion.  “Don’t tell your wife.  Start a new life.”  And that is possible.  Will take that under advisement.  Not sure that any of this is serious and would demand a resolution.  Each of us are unique, and approach things differently.  Retirement and are you ready for such a drastic change after working for 20 to  30 years, and still haven’t paid off your Student Loans.  Many things to consider in this New Age.  And now he stops to think:  “Will I be impacted by global warming.  What are my environmental concerns, not that I am considering retirement.  Down the block and in the neighborhood, what are the prospects for civil war and a difficult life?”  Seems like the doom and gloom approach, and he has decided:  Nuance of Continuation and will not consider the negative side of this.  Instead, will bury my head in the sand, go online and fake everything and see what happens.  Begins with saying, “I’m retired.  Want to go fishing?”  Fishing for something to do, and that sounds like something I might be good at.

 

Living with ambiguity and he wonders if this is what happens when we change our life course and get stuck in the fast lane, considering the nuance of continuation.  Keep going, or veer off the beaten path, and this brings us to the point where creative impulse and too much time to use up, becomes a shouting match with the those around you.  Online and it is said.  “Stop using All Caps.  You are shouting.”  Is when I realized changes must be made and the end of the straight and narrow approach must be considered.  Creative impulse and what is a person to do?  Ask around on the internet, and you will find a complex and interesting collection of answers.  Not sure one should spend much time analyzing all this online, but it is a time killer.  It is amusing.

 

Liberation from work and now it occurs to me:  “What should I do next?”  Brings me face to face with creativity and novelty and change.  How does my boring existence morph into significance, now that I am retired?  And when I bring the subject up with my new online friends,  I seem to get a lot of online advertising on the subject of Retirement Planning.  Am done with that and the menace of evil that comes with surveillance and automated AI-programs that count your keystrokes and make statistics and analysis of your web-page experience.  Menace of Evil that comes with being online and in the world of Interactive Remote Correspondence, and being there each and every day, like perhaps you have nothing better to do, than go online and look for trouble.

 

 

Online and here for one’s own amusement, comes with the possibility of magic from the outside, and revelation of a brave new world, far beyond your experience and understanding.  “Am I safe with you?”  He wonders but does not pursue this issue with any serious intent.   Gone are the days of executive protection and cautionary protocols that limit what might be the dangerous side of life.  Now we are online and open to global traffic and penetration.  Perhaps even, online scams and questionable interaction with others.  “Name your pleasure?”  She said.  Never expecting to end up at a fertility clinic and all that comes with that Hobby.  Impulse and being a guest in a big world beyond my comprehension, and now it seems to lead into dubious channels of misdirection, when asked.  “do you know a good lawyer.”

 

Having fun now.  Good or bad, don’t ask.  Just consider it as different, and go from there.  Killing time is not enough when day after day you are faced with the challenge of keeping up with The-Online-Crew and they are more experienced with all of this, than you will ever be.  Attached to technology and paying a price now.  Immediate opportunities for having a great retirement comes with the threat of perhaps things that are not good for you, that you have never considered.  In other words, the nuance of continuation and when and where does this lead me.  Not sure this is a good time to bring up the subject of personality disorders or the effect of aging on judgement, but seems I am here now.  Lack of control and spending too much time online, and now he wonders:  “Do you have any suggestions.”

Liberated from work, and wants to play.  Has the gambler’s instinct for the adrenaline rush that comes with risk-taking.  Writes a blog daily, and comes online to post it.  Ends up being side-tracked with the variation of life that is available and those that seem to seek involvement.  This enables me to behave in ways that might be questionable in the workplace, where I have spent most of my life.  And now I am learning as I venture forward,  the ups and downs of continuation and the nuances that are out there, for the unsuspecting sequestered person, now in retirement and looking for something to do.  Online.  Not sure where I crossed the line and invited an interaction that is more trouble than its worth.  But am not amused when I ask, “What’s Up?”   And the comment returns:  “I am pregnant.  Do have a good lawyer?”

Slightly Twisted Take

A Slightly Twisted Take

 

Mental cover and hard-bound wrap on an internal sense of things slightly twisted propels me into another day,  with you looking over my shoulder and reading between the lines to discover the hidden meaning of life as he reveals it.  Wired together with a surge of current that excites the molecules and promotes space between us, is scripted a play of sorts, out of focus and slight twisted, and this will be my take on the rising tide and the tsunami that follows.  Is a warning.  Don’t be smug and certainly not content with today’s offering.  Comes with Slightly Twisted Take on things.  And is my blog title for today, just to give a hint of what might be contained within.  Mental cover and hard-bound wrap and he hopes to protect himself as the day unfolds and the unique nature of things are exposed in secondary light, eclipsed by a greater power, unseen.

There is an urge to ingest something more than comfort food, and eating comes with the necessity of staying alive, but he knows there must be more.  Holy Grail of Life and he is challenged by the blessing that is invoked by the intake of Mac and Cheese.   Life has many channels and side-dish servings, and seen on reality TV is not all there is.  Hence the sense of his slightly twisted take on all things savory and good. Quality of Life and the ingredients that are seen on the table are but a visual hint of what might be expected, and yet he benefits, even when`  life as he knows it is impaired.

“Slightly Twisted.”  He declares but in a quiet way that disguises the true meaning of things.  Unlimited and unanswered is the sense of meaning in the presentation that makes its way into daylight and into consciousness.  Is something to be considered and remembered, how we arrived here on this day and are embedded in a certain state-of-mind.  “Complicated.”  He said.  “Mac and Cheese.”

Something is missing.  We are not being told what we really need to know.  The special guest and ingredient in all of this is surprise.  GMO and my thoughts are altered and modified.  Who am I to tell you this?  GMO-personality and comes with a slightly twisted take on life.  Feel this at the base of my inner core, the changes within.  Blame it on Mac and Cheese.   I am what I eat.  Like to go to 5-star restaurants in blue jeans and sandals.  In the end, I pay.

 

Comes with the label, genetically modified organism, and over time I have become indifferent to the talk of others and what is said about my twisted ways.  “He’s different.”  Fact Check and it is known.  Quality of Life under the cover of darkness is the special link between us.  Rising sun and much is exposed, but still we realize something is missing and we are not being told what we really need to know.

 

What is it that is not being revealed?  Seems to be an expert system point of view that I am missing.  Want to get more out of life and out of this discussion.  “What did you do last night?  Is there something you are not telling me?  Do I need to know?”  What is the point of all this inquiry?  Fact Checking and no matter what: Will the situation we are faced with improve?  He thinks.  “Probably not.”  Which leads down the path that has me asking.     “Wake up.  Do you know what time it is?”

 

Thinking about breakfast and what comes next.  Mounting an offensive that comes with a compass and map to pinpoint what it is I need.  Coffee and toast and is a good start.  Energy-inducing intake and it has to do with the science of nutrition and my ups and downs and mood-swings.  Personalized and performed by me, there is a pattern in all of this.  What goes up, must come down in a gravity-driven environment and society.  What is ingested must come out.  Holy Crap and by just knowing this, I am elevated in my ordering of animal status.  It helps me in so many ways, just knowing more.  Another day on earth and will be a time of mixing and mastering the little things, to come up with a sound of importance and a voice that brings understanding to all that read this blog and his slightly twisted take on things.  Amplified and made more significant when added to the base ingredient.  Mac and Cheese.

Wonky-ways and the imperative to kill the white noise and head congestion that comes with a weird cough.  End of winter and what did we expect?  Brain hurts.  Back is out of alignment and slightly twisted.  Kind of lonely, but am working on that.  Won’t make an issue of such things, but have my antenna out, searching for the downside of everything on the up-swing of sophistication and complexity.  Seeking company and a useful strategy for beneficial growth.   What is missing has become a sore point for me and find it essential now to educate myself on that.  Out of the lab and into the factory, where thoughts are packaged and understanding is delivered to the delight of all, waiting in the bread-line.  No longer a mystery, I am feeling better now.  Activity will make me feel better, and going for a walk will enhance the presented moment in ways unknown to me just now.  “Make it happen.  Put distance between us.  Be safe.”

 

Comes as an iconoclast bearing gifts, and he wants to impart the wisdom of his ways.  Yet, in the crowd of participants is an opinion that varies with the temperature in the Arctic Circle, too far away to measure and be significant.  Even so, it is known:  Democracy and freedom of choice exists.  He has no desire to inflict harm or injury and suffering is not to be dispersed without considerable fore-thought.  Wants to demonstrate greatness and sincerity.  Wants to end this blog and conversation by leaving this with you.  “Be careful what you eat.”   Mac and Cheese.

Digital Second

Digital Second

 

The blog I want to write is a work-in-progress, waiting for the perfect moment to spring to life.  Isn’t like this is a life or death situation, and like 9 months of incubation for a new-born, there are things we can do if one is premature or in fact, takes too long to develop and become.  With that in mind,  I seek a mindscape that is proper for the words I hope to place in a body of distinctiveness.  Unique creation and brought to life, it gives me hope that even as the rain falls on a quiet Sunday 3 am morning, the ground will prosper and give way to new growth and new thoughts and new life.  Mindscape and makes me wonder if escape is the word I am really edging towards.  By-product of a busy mind on a dismal rainy day.  Stay inside and find the keyboard and the proper expression for that which is to bloom in spring.

Spring Forward and it took a while, as that was but a clever way to say, “Mess with the timing of the mechanisms of the body by altering light forms and duration.”  Modern society and this is where we are today.  Manipulation and he is hesitant to ask:  “Was it as good for you as it was for me?”  Didn’t cross his mind, this idea of escape.  More likely if its not working over a trial period, and what would that be, uncertain in the umph-degree, as time like many things is being altered and new light or more light or less light is the final outcome.  New partner in life.  It happens.  Second Chance.  And for him, he is proud to announce, “Its digital.”   First Choice as real in life is his preference.  But then comes, Digital Second, as an alternative.  And he is working on it.  A work-in-process.

Digital, but does that mean it lives in the realm of computer perspective.  Second chance and there is more at his disposal, more devices than one can name.  Personal computers are dead or are a dying breed.  “ Disposable.”  He said.  But does he really know what he is talking about.  Can he see the future?  Graphic history of surprise and frustration, as one grows old and the old days are traded in for something new.  It happens.  Lust and discovery and there is always hope.  A second chance to do better.  Early in the day, but he thinks this is the central point here.  By design he promises to do better.  Duration and sustainability and the idea now at this stage of life, is not to create more problems and children, but rather do as she says.  “Let’s have fun.”

 

One does not have to be a scholar to figure out what is being proposed here.  Perspective shift and what do you have to say, when online and this might be a mind-date falling from a fruit tree.  Foggy in so many ways near water’s edge, and he asks.  “What’s it like where you are?”   Should we merge and re-position ourselves.  Would this fall in place as a digital second?

In the old days it was smudges on paper that  ruined the perfect day.  Not clean copy and the presentation was spoiled.  He didn’t get an “A” for his efforts.  “Keep it clean.” She said.  And he interpreted all that was suggested:  “Be nice.”  And this is when deviation and abstract thinking found its place beside him.  Concepts of universal acceptance and he was working out what it would be like in a perfect world.  “Strong.  Gargantuan.   Big.”   Long time coming and then lost in the moment of second thoughts.   Now digital.  What is satisfying and what is not, and it leaves me no choice but to looking around for alternatives that we both agree:  “This is better.”  Promise me no second chance, unless it is guaranteed to last, and is as you say.  “New and Improved and something I can take home with me.”

 

Life on steroids and made better by fantasy drugs that are being created in a lab and he decides without much hesitation:  “I would prefer a digital second. “   Second opinion.  Online and shared with others, what would be the perfect thing for us to guarantee contentment and sustainability.  Wants more than a gimmick implant that comes with a free screen saver of a fish tank rolling by.  By grand design he seeks forgiveness and a second chance.   “Digital Second.”  He said.  But what does he mean?  Does he know what he wants?  Does he know what she wants?  Before it is too late, will he know?

 

Digital and is looking for more than a Beta-Development.  Programmed for success and market sales, from this he is moving on.  Wants something designed for personal use, and wants it to last beyond the current product cycle.  Forgiveness for his blindness that comes with hyper-extended promotion, he just wants to offer something she is looking for, that leads to acceptance and then comfort and finally is sustainable and will be around as long as he is.  Long lasting.  Packaged as a promising alternative to what she already has, he lists his wares as Digital Second, and hopes she knows, exactly what he means.

Misunderstanding is unwelcome, but is easy to see, from a distance and over time that it is not exactly what she had in mind.  In this arena all he has to do is hit the ERASE Button.  Factor in the time and expense of laying out this presentation.  Time and Travel and was done online in the new conference center.  So little is lost when one must retract.  Is the beauty of digital and making a secondary offer in real time.  Mindscape is proactive and one can exit quickly if things are not working out as planned. “Digital Second.”   And adds as if a second thought.  “This might work.”   And hopes he is talking about a real-time feature for his suggestion.  But knows.  He spends a lot of time online and on his devices.  Perhaps this is as real as it gets  in the new world.  For the moment he is open to suggestions.  “What might be better?”

Skewed perspective and replacement algorithm behind the scenes, and he wonders if virtual memory will hold all of this in place.  Digital Second and does this mean he could marry the idea with something real?  Los Vegas bound and as a gambler without reasonable savings, he thinks.  What are my odds for success.  Will I become a people of the second chance and will it be all-digital?   “Hope not.”  He says as he looks for a cab and a way to the airport.  Leaving town with a lot of baggage and some disappointment.  What I had didn’t last.  Turned out to be disposable.  And he wonders,   by moving on will he find what he is looking for?  Digital Second as a last resort.  He has a lot of devices and is connected.  He is thankful for that as he takes out his phone and uses it to hail a taxi.   Moving On.