A Letter to My Something More…

 

A Letter to My Something More

‘Tis the season to be thankful..

even if it’s artificial

the media telling us how to behave

or society, via the past and future

Police State.

But I want more

A world free of spite

or of humans.

It’s one and the same,

Isn’t it?

Or maybe if I could just

Have my pick this go-round

Love and nuttiness

all rolled into one

Yes, I’m talking about you

quirky boy

sensitive man

Fluid life form, and

traveller, both once and future

but always a lover of creatures

Still, how well can you follow a map?

If so,

meet me at the corner

of Cosmos and Infinity;

where dreams and nightmares meet at the cross.

It’s all one and the same

(just as long as it’s not anywhere near Starbucks)

Because I’ve preferred to teeter on that brink

of murky Impossibles.

Yet, going to try something completely different

This time.

I want, no, need, you to be there,

both for me to protect, and

to make sure I fall

into the right Possibility,

Again, this time.

–A Chaos Fairy

Paradox

 

Paradox

On this day of souls

you are both tantalizing ghost

and comfortingly real

whispering to me

from behind the thinning veil

You can hide, but not before

I caught

the look in your eyes

Holding out both pain and love

Doubt and faith

No worries, I say

I got your gift

(in silver)

but crushed it to dust and

blew it back to the waiting stars

because you and I are the magic

this dying world needs.

–A Chaos Fairy

Complicated Chaos

 

I love subbing (substitute teaching), don’t get me wrong (it’s a perfect job for this ADHD Chaos Fairy), but I didn’t expect to be called almost every day! Cha Ching! But, I’m having some time management issues in trying to balance the sub gig, blogging and other social media, and trying to get my manuscript rewritten in order to get it published.

So, I have to take another break from blogging and social media…it’s just so overwhelming right now. Grr.

Plus, it will be a good break for my eyeballs (looking at investing in an actual typewriter LOL).

So, toodles for now, I’m “off like a dirty shirt”.

If anyone is still out there when I return, I’ll post up when my book is published.🙂

 

 

And, goodbye lovely muse(s)/figments…thanks for all the inspiration! See you in our dreams!

 

Suburbanite Wannabes

Where I live is kinda rural (by my Florida standards)…a little place that’s a short drive into Santa Fe.

It’s called Tesuque and I’m not really sure if it’s a town, a township, an extension of Santa Fe (it’s still Santa Fe County), or some other classification that I’m not familiar with…https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tesuque,_New_Mexico.

Like I said, it’s rural for me. So quiet. Horses in actual horse pastures. Lots of wild animals animals, too–deer, adorable skunk and raccoon families (good to help keep the pack rat population down), coyotes, and hummingbirds.

One Sunday I was cleaning, and I heard this weird noise out on the road. I was like “That can’t be what I think it is” so I went out and looked. Yep. It was a person riding a horse down the road. Clop, clop, clop.

There’s lots of lovely wildflowers, a gorgeous meadow within the complex itself, and did I mention the peaceful silence?

So, what’s wrong with this picture? Why am I blogging about it on my Sustainable Saturday blog?

As some of you may already know from a previous blog, it’s the mindset of the complex I live in as a whole.

I just don’t understand why people would want move into this rural, wild-ish environment, when they have such a strong suburban mentality. There are plenty of (gated?) communities in Santa Fe proper with perfectly pristine landscaped yards/landscaping. Why don’t you live there? Why do you have to come out here and ruin this lovely rural spot with your suburban wannabe mentality? To be frank, my (human) neighbours are an ugly taint on this otherwise picturesque haven. Plus, I’m also just plain pissed off that it’s twice in a row that I got woken up by a weed-whacker on my first day off after working with kids and teenagers all week. Because, by the time Saturday comes, I’m just so exhausted and drained, and just need one morning to sleep in. Just one. Yes, there was grumbling and cursing this morning. A lot of it. And I didn’t even care who overheard me. I was that pissed off. And then maybe I cried some. Which didn’t help my  already bleary-eyed fumbling as I tried to feed the cat.

Right now, the once-sunlit meadow full of beautiful waving grass is being chopped down by some guy with just a weed-whacker. (Poor guy! I imagine he’s not even making very much. If he were in Florida, he’d only be earning a pittance.) Not to mention the habitat loss of all the critters who used that meadow as sanctuary or for foraging or whatever other unseen animal activities take place in meadows.

They also routinely cut down all the lovely purple and orange wildflowers that the bees love.

So, I’m angry. Frustrated. Confused. Stressed. Hurting. Still exhausted.

But most of all, I’m heartbroken for the loss of the quiet beauty all around me that it seems only I appreciate. Well, me, and the animals and bees.

So, human neighbours, I don’t care if you smile and wave at me as you drive past. I’m not interested in being neighbourly with people like you. End of story.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Childhood Board Games

So, I’m thinking with the advent of the (busy) school year, I might change the format and only post up twice a week on the blog. Wednesday and Sunday–but we’ll see if that’s even manageable.

  • Until then, here’s my #TBT blog.

I was in a thrift store and saw a board game I used to play when I was a kid, and it got me all nostalgic and shit. I had a friend in Florida who loved to play board games and I’d meet up with him at the local comic book store and play–a little sanctuary amidst the confusing chaos of my life at the time. One of the Twitter peeps I follow posts up from time to time about board games and it made me miss playing Ticket to Ride and other games.

I’m still having my first cup of tea, so maybe it’s better I just move onto the list. *yawn*

  • Stop Thief As I remember, you try to stop a thief from breaking into places around the city–the jewelry store, the bank, etc. It came with this handheld device with sound effects and clues to help you nab the sneaky burglar. I can remember it being a little frustrating at times, but I still liked being the game’s version of law enforcement. I also saw it on Ebay.
  • Clue I guess there’s a trend to the games I liked. LOL. (Shoulda been a detective!) In any case, I loved this game, but for some reason, nobody else did, and I had a hard time convincing friends and family to play it with me.
  • Same with Monopoly, but here with good reason. Because I was cutthroat, even at a young age, and refused to give up until I drained everybody of their money and property. But I usually always won. *laugh*
  • Cloak & Dagger

 

What about you?

 

Happy International Talk Like a Pirate Day!

Now get out there and rampage and pillage and create a fairly democratic society (in comparison to the order of the day back then) while doing so! LOL

Busy Bee Chaos Fairy

Got some job ops taking up a lot of my time. It’s good, but missing reading everyone’s blogs, but will get back to reading on weekends/after things settle into a routine a bit–gotta get used to new schedule!

See you soon!

 

 

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