QOTD: # 196

What details of your life could you pay more attention to?

It’d be very easy to go into all kinds of different things we need to pay attention to: our physical health, our mental health, gratitude, goals, maintenance, every day important things, and so many others.

But when you’re an over-thinker like I am, you really need to pay less attention to yourself and more to the beauty of the world around you.

Our society these days seems very self oriented and very narcissistic. You see it on the road, you see it in stores, you see it in the lines. People are very self oriented and selfish right now (in general).

I think we could do for a little less of that. Just a different perspective from me. As always, thank you for reading. 😊

-aaa

QOTD: #195

What’s your #1 priority tomorrow?

I have extensive technical writing to do tomorrow for my day job (technical writer) and of course, extensive creative for my blog as well.

Thank you for reading.

-aaa

MUTUAL PASSIONS SATISFIED 

Soft tender temptation

Heat under a warm blanket

Anything can happen.

Endless long kisses

And much much more happening

Almost too much.

Riding waves together

Waves of unbridled passions abound

All being realized.

Reaching our peak

Then restful tendrils of relief 

In interlocked arms.

Together we sleep

The deepest satisfying rest possible

With many dreams…

-AAA 09/29/2024

Terza Rima Friday Night 

It’s Friday Night

After a crazy week

All is in sight.

As I try not to freak

It’s all under control

As long as I don’t speak.

Digging myself out of this hole

Is never very easy

Trying my best to go with the flow.

Sometimes my words are cheesy

Other times they have their charm

Be it tranquil or somewhat breezy.

Never want to cause alarm

Or even a scare

I haven’t checked out of the farm

I know you would care

Because you’ve shown it

And that you’re aware.

That I’ve grown from it

And I’ve matured too

I can silently sit.

Contemplate a memory or two

My life has been so long

I don’t always know what to do.

So I put on a favorite song

As music soothes my troubled mind

And I play it all day and night long.

Always gets me out of a bind

Or a writer’s block case 

Often words, I’ll suddenly find.

Right in front of my face

Obvious and my choice 

It’s a shock I ever misplaced.

I’ve definitely found my voice

Using words instead of screams

Now I truly can rejoice.

Relaxing as it seems

Until the next challenges arise

Using all within my means.

It’s no surprise

To live in an ideal

As I now surmise.

Laying back after a meal

Dabbling in my poetry

Writing tercets by feel…

-AAA 09/27/2024

Ten Minute Texas Thunderstorm 

Midnight darkness slowly, gradually fills an increasingly less silent sky.

Thickening cauliflower clouds with dark bottoms rapidly blow by.

Alternating warm and cool breezes rise and fall directions. 

First a single delicate drop tickles my right cheek like a kiss from the sky.

I run for cover as the impending deluge finally arrives in violent bursts dancing to the music of whispering winds.

Then a brilliant blinding white flash with a concussive answer of thunder punctuating the watery torrent…

-AAA 09/27/2024

QOTD: #193

In what ways does hard work make you feel fulfilled?

Seems like a blatantly obvious question. How about, it depends?

Obviously, getting something accomplished is always satisfying, working hard, and getting nothing accomplished is not satisfying.

So if you get something accomplished, completed, etc., it can be very fulfilling. Otherwise, you’re just wasting your time or beating your head against the wall.

Just my humble opinion, as I have experienced complete fulfillment from hard work as well as zero fulfillment.

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

QOTD: #193 Empathy, My Most Valuable Trait

What’s the trait you value most about yourself?

Feelings are just like colors on a painter’s pallet. Each quite vivid and unique.

What a value most about myself is a very very double edge sword. My empathy is what I value the most about myself. It is also what I have despise the most about myself too. Many or most people throughout my life, haven’t understood what this is or how it works. Something I make it up, or other others think I’m a drama queen which I’m not. However, I really get a good read on people, and that comes in very handy and lots of situations like meetings and work and other things. Also, it helps me with my friends. I know when to say and what to say at most times because I can read them. Not 100% sometimes I make mistakes we’re all human, but my empathy does help a lot.

Any of my friends and ex spouses, etc. have never understood how this works. Some were afraid, and others thought I was just full of BS.

The hard part is most of my life going back to my young young years. I’ve had this, and there was no definition or explanation for what it was or what it meant.

Until more recently, when the terms empath or sensitive person became part of the current lexicon of our language.

It also I realize it has helped me with my writing, creating much more vivid imagery in it, as well as with my musicianship. I always seem to know the right time to come in how loud how much just by feel. I can read the music fine and I can read very well, but I can also play by feel something I couldn’t do without my empathy.

I also have love for everyone, this is often abused and taken advantage of, but all impacts really care about everybody. I think in some ways we are healers as well as storytellers and even life coaches from our mistakes.

The hard part of being an empath as you know when people are lying to you were about 100% accuracy. And I’ve seen some of the closest people to me in my life lie to my face over and over and knowing they were lying. Also, people hate you. You can feel their hate and it’s the worst.

I feel we do help a lot of people they just don’t realize it, but that’s OK. As long as we know. As challenging as it is to have this gift, I have found that it has actually assisted me and almost every aspect of my life, and I’d be blind without it. 

As always, thank you for reading.

-aaa

Stories Of Old 

Tell me your secrets of old

Of magic times in distant lands

Before my heart grows cold 

Tell me while I understand.

Tales of the valiant and brave

Princesses and castles long gone

Plenty of heroes and occasional knave

Sit with me quietly and I’ll go on.

Magicians and jesters 

And all in between

Evil princes that pester

Great kings that might have been.

Sorcery and witchcraft ate afoot

Watch out where you move and see

One bad step and your journeys’s moot

You be all trapped instead of free.

Not all witches are evil or bad

Some cast nice magic spells 

While others may drive you mad

With only time can you tell.

Swordsman and maidens everywhere

Countless battles and wars fought

Treasure and riches beyond compare 

Life and death as destiny’s wrought.

Persons poor, humble, and proud 

Beginnings so harsh they’re barely alive

Triumphant trumpet fanfares aloud 

Just open your ears and close your eyes.

Maidens sporting ethereal gowns 

Knights in armor non-discreet

Dressed for battle, many pounds  

A battle ax, now they’re complete.

The stories are long and vivid too 

Written over hundreds of years 

Knowing them all are a privileged few

Most have gone on to eternity I fear.

Giants, goblins, elves, and dwarfs

Have their part in the stories as well

Mystical creatures of every sort

Some heavenly, while others from hell.

Amulets, necklaces, and rings 

There value one cannot comprehend

Golden bobbles and other things

All these treasures make your mind bend.

Pay a tribute to the oracles for truth

Only in the currency of gold 

Lacking this wisdom denies you, soothe

Or any other answer they could tell.

Find a place comfortable and soft

Enjoying all tales and their spin

In a warm bedroom or a cozy loft 

Open the pages, and let’s begin…

-AAA 09/27/2024

QOTD: #192

List three jobs you’d consider pursuing if money didn’t matter.

Blogger (I’m doing that here and now).

A writer (I’ve always been one).

A musician (I was a musician from age 8, to age 24, I still know how to play percussion pretty well, can play piano by ear, and can hear in thirds and harmonize vocally).

As always, thank you for reading…

-AAA 09/26/2024

Ethos Pathos and Logos 

I am good 

My words will prove it

Just read them.

Life is hard 

We’ve all been through much

Making us stronger.

With each lesson 

Bettering our lives and ourselves

Means living happy.

A rhetorical triangle

Really drives my point home

Love, learn, live…

-AAA 09/26/2024 

FOWC Challenge With Fandango -Acid

http://mymindmappings.com/2024/09/26/fowc-with-fandango-acid/

Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “acid.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Please check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. Show them some love.

CRUEL WOMAN

Her tone, acidic.

Here words were all venomous.

Filled with his torment…

-AAA 09/26/2024

QOTD: #191

What aspects of your cultural heritage are you most proud of or interested in?

I’m proud of all of my family heritage and am glad I am here to talk about it.

My paternal heritage is Italian so I am half Italian and I do love Italian cooking, the art, history.

My maternal heritage is a little different. I am a quarter Armenian and a quarter Lithuanian.

I am very proud of my Armenian heritage and glad that I am talking to you now. As my great grandparents were both murdered in the 1917 genocide in Turkey. I hold no hatred towards those that killed them. If anything, I have learned the art of love and tolerance of all races and creed and beliefs. Provided they don’t hurt anybody. I’ve been that way ever since childhood. I feel that when atrocities happen we all must learn to tolerate other people and their beliefs.

Massive wars and death have resulted from intolerance. Hatred bigotry all those terrible things. That’s a lesson that I have learned from what happened to my family and my inherited trauma from what happened.

Someday the world will learn and understand that hatred is stupid. That we all bleed the same red all have the same organs and are all part of the human race.

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

Mastering Life

When will it be enough

Why must we be so tough.

Life can be cruel and so unfair 

But it’s worth, beyond compare.

When we reach, “enough”, we know life’s worth

That’s a big part of our time here on earth.

The setbacks are the worst 

Likened to unsatisfied thirst.

Lessons must be learned

Yet the earth must turn.

Life without strife 

Just wouldn’t be life.

So when things don’t go your way 

Take pause, meditate, and pray.

Things can be so much worse

Life’s hardships are not a curse.

Teaching us what we need to know 

In order to become better and grow.

Master the lessons and pass the test

And make this lifetime your very best…

-AAA 09/25/2024