Gods Karma

I have impenetrable faith, the details are my own, pray, meditate, plead, muse, what ever you call it, and I am having a hard time doing this for a person that dose not warrant… beats on women, has a wife and a girlfriend, physical pain is his fetish. This blog isn’t to witness. Simply asking how do you find the supernatural strength to pray from some one you loathe, as a person. Knowing it is not my place to discern the good and evils of this world, but when is it ok to put all else aside and say to the voice in your head, “he’s on his own” ? Now the cop out comes to mind “Its in gods hands!” or “Bless his heart!”. Far from that cynical of a person, to throw out some random statement that holds no water. Commited to my faith, even silly little arguments in my own subconscious. Weather you believe in Karma, God, Allah, Buda, the tooth fairy or Nothing, you are not alone in this world, everyone has a little voice in their head, not an auditable voice, of corse, but there is a emotional push and pull, you would be insane to say that you are in command of the full thought process when coming to a decision. My Jiminy Cricket is all asunder. To think I am going to burn in eternal dam nation, for not praying for this asshole is unreasonable, and vastly cynical, assured the loss of sleep is far fetched. The push and pull were some what unruly this afternoon, trying to decide whether to throw up my request for the Supreme Being to forgive this mans transgressions and grant him health, a daily gift I think he dose not deserve. If you haven’t noticed I write about things to ponder and give a little giggle, the sarcasm and hypocrisy run thick though out this blog.

Dewlap

Hello long lost friend! The comfort of writing an anonyms blog… Last night I sat with my husband for what seemed a still moment in time. oh yeah in the past four months since I have written, I got married been a busy few months I assumed the lack of people that read this could care less about the personal stuff so I go on to the random garbage. We were having our evening smoke and spotted two anoles, those little lizard gecko things you see at night around your porch lights hunting moths, which my big strong father is deathly scared of.. just a side note…back to my animal planet story…the man anole was courting the female, seen this stuff on the discovery channel but never literally in my own back yard. And yes like every other nerd out there I Wikkipidia-ed the anole… the fancy little red bib like thing is called a dewlap, which they dance around showing off while bobbing their heads up and down while the female “runs in temptation” and when she is ready to mate she will “allow him catch” her. a bit similar to how a sixteen year old will flash his mommy and daddy bought car in front of a female while she plays games, slides notes in his locker, flirts with his friends, till eventually giving in, this is how the mtv show 16 and pregnant came to be! I am not trying to trash “today’s youth” because I am barely out of the youth category my self, this was more so to point out how random and fascinating this was for me to watch, and the fact that my husband was just as intrigued, we sat there for about 30 minutes not saying a word watching them jump from the shed to the trash we had laying against the shed, scarcely missing each other, but defying death and gravity launching his throbbing red dewlap at her, and bob up and down as if he was calling out to her, semi romantic, and amazing that the anole is still in existence, in this immense amount of trash, enormous shed, and huge back yard, they managed to not get eaten by our dogs, or shredded by the lawn mower, and found each other! There’s a script for a life time movie if I ever saw one! So in conclusion… Either we witnessed one of gods little daily miracles, lizards have the sex drive of a 16 year old which lawn mowers and rabid dogs can not stop, or my husband and I are colossal nerds. The End..