now you can tell who i am reading, laughs. not fiction books that's for sure, laughs. but that is a given if you've been a reader of this blog. no copy cat entry in here derived from other people's brain or mind. all are definitely coming from this coconut of mine which i think would make some people totally nuts, like you, laughs. oh well. but i can say that most although not all are my very own thinking or idea. not stolen and copied. now, the question is would a person who is well read, be a smart human kind? yes, some are, i would agree, but definitely not all bec. they just stole other people's thoughts or ideas. they copy them or they start their own from these ideas which came from these fiction books that they've read. what monkey sees err reads monkey does err copies, laughs. intiendes? of course you understand, laughs. oh well. and btw reading is not the thing that make you smart. it is what's in your genes. geniuses are born to be that and reading is just one of the tools where it will manifest or show that inherent quality that they have and also helps them to develop their exceptional talent whatever that is maybe. but one can be a genius without reading like blind pianist Ray Charles and singer Stevie Wonder :) reading is not all there is my friend to be smart. more specifically not reading fictions like your books? i don't know, for I've never read yours. did you help anyone just by them merely reading your published works or you just drove them nuts like i do to you? laughs. oh well. so be very careful with what you read, for you will become what you read sometimes like kids going to killing spree, inspired by what they read and watch. not very good if you ask me :)
i don't mind as long as it's Elvis :) "are you lonesome tonight?" i don't think that guy, the husband of the sister of my benefactor's husband is lonesome tonight, laughs. oh well. "love is like a fly that flits from shit to shit" this according to some write up awhile ago. i wonder what is he referring to, laughs. a very personal experience maybe? like close encounter of the heart kind that is very very close? laughs. but why is that smelly and repugnant poop simile? that is just not right :) how about love is like that buzz of a bee that moves from bloom to bloom, or that shine of the sun that shimmers in the sand, or that symphony or that sound of a song that hits a heart, or that scent of a sampaguita that sips through your nose, or that special positive feeling for someone that would never last. i think the last is the best definition. although true love is enduring, everlasting and a sacrifice like Jesus' love for us is the ultimate :) i think. but you can have your own definition as well as this writer had, laughs. oh well. and none of this i think was the love given by that man to my senorito's sister. it wasn't that kind of love at all, the kind that i defined love with in here, sad. yeah it was love alright, but it's just as temporary as our lives on this planet earth. just as temporary as that flight of that fly or that bee, and just as limited as our encounters with each other on this earth. that love, his love is not forever as Jesus' love for us. not forever as that writer had defined it to be then. and that is just sadness unsurpassed...for his love is similar to fiction, an illusion that is not true. which ever way you slice or dice it. although it can be a subject of a film or a movie but that's about it. a sad story where your morning glory won't want to hear, to read or to be at the middle of, am i right? i could be wrong too you know, laughs. oh well.
congrats Hillary! i hope this is just the beginning. you deserved it girl :) a man's turf you are trying to invade. I'll pray that you'll be successful. and snow can you pls. disappear now? i'm sooo tired of you. the other night at 10:35 PM, i was trying to navigate over 4 inches of snow. i can't speed up, so i was 20:48 min/sec late. what a bummer. it is just getting into my nerves now. why can't you come when I'm off? so that i won't mind your presence. gosh!
and i need to catch up on my reading on those... self help books that is, laughs. i want to know how can i be of help on this planet earth so that i can pass it on to you as well, laughs. bec. i think it's all fiction that's all what's in your head. how can we meet and see progress if we are just day dreaming? all illusions won't get us nowhere. i want true action here not make believes. can you blame me? words are just lies flying with the wind. the earlier we realized it the better we are as a person. so game? let's go, laughs. where you asked? in reality land, that is where :)
