You Can't Go Home Again

     The expression "you can't go home again" signifies that it's impossible to fully recapture the feeling, experience, or environment of a past home or time. It implies that both the person and the place have changed too much for a return to be the same. This is often related to the idea that one's perspective and life experiences evolve, making it difficult to revisit a place with the same innocence or nostalgia.

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     I have been beating myself up mentally, for a while now, because I haven't been Blogging consistently like I used to. I lost the feeling I got by creating content and fictional stories to write about for this Blog.

     I know this media has died since its heyday due to the convenience of listening to podcasts, scrolling through apps, and that there are less people who actually like to take the time to read nowadays.

     So, to hopefully get that spark back, I went to the place where it all began. My local library.

     Yes, I used to go to the library at least three times a week back in 2012. I still love to read but today my library has an app they use to offer eBooks and audiobooks for their local residents.

     During the pandemic things changed and it was just easier and safer to use the app and stay home.

     So going back was definitely was a good nostalgic feeling even though I knew it could never be the same.

     Surprisingly though, it did bring a smile to my face and a renewed vigor to visit more often. I plan on going at least once a week beginning in July after I take care of some personal business next month. Each time I am going to try and post something on my Blog.

      For my enjoyment.

      I know I will never be able to obtain the readership I once had. Where I would get 100 to 200 clicks a day, but like I just mentioned, from now on it is for my enjoyment and I invite anyone else who likes to read in small spurts to join me. Here, on my Blog.

This is

Happy I Am Writing

TwoBuckHowie

“I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book.”
Groucho Marx

 

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Soul Mate

(Originally From Friday, July 17, 2015)

 

   Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colors seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.

This is

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After I read Bob Marley's definition of Love
I wanted to share it with you

And

 

In the end. The love you take, is equal to the love you make.
- Paul McCartney -

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I Am So Tired Of Keeping Quiet

   Watching this country turning to a Fascist Ideology because of old Pumpkin Face in the White House, Nazi salutes by a South African who is shaming Nikola Tesla's name, White Supremacists marching down the streets of Washington D.C., and extreme Religious Fundamentalist groups who are forcing their beliefs upon us all, I cannot sit by any longer without saying something.

   Now is the time I really wish I was some kind of influencer. Even in my heyday of writing this Blog, the most views I would average would be one hundred to one hundred fifty per day. And I am very proud of the fact that so many people came to see what I had to say almost every day. Thank you

   The reason I would want to be an influencer is so I could start a "Peaceful Protest" in the same vein as Martin Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi.

   My idea would be, to do the same kind unified protest that the Mexican Americans did in the 1990s in California.

   A quick search revealed little to no information about the protest but luckily I experienced the impact firsthand at the job I had at the time.

   What they did was simple. They all stayed home for the day.

   No marching down main street. No holding up signs on street corners. They just stayed home and businesses went scrambling.

   You take away a large part of the workforce for a day, it impacts the profit margins of all businesses.

   If it could be organized somehow, we could have a day where Mexican Americans stayed home, a week later Black Americans stayed home, then a week later all Women of America stayed home, and then the different minority Religious Groups would have their day to shine.

   

The Good, Diverse, People of this country is what makes this Country Great!

Not the Racists!

This is

It Is Still The Gulf Of Mexico To Me

TwoBuckHowie

And

“The biggest mistake of a democratic country is to underestimate the power of a democratically elected pro-fascist leader because it is always easier to destroy a castle from within!” - Mehmet Murat ildan

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Stuff I Like To Talk About With My Theologian Friend

I was talking to a peer when I brought up the subject of

Cloning.

I asked,

"What is the difference between cloning someone who is alive

or cloning someone who is dead."

We already clone most of our

Livestock for Food

and the rich like to bring back their favorite dead pets.

See;

https://viagenpets.com

and

https://myfriendagain.com.

These are just two of the companies in the

United States

bringing back your dead pets to life.

South Korea

has been doing it for at least three decades.

  Our discussion centered around a person's

Essence or Soul.

We pretty much agreed that a

Cloned

person's environment meant a lot on how that individual would grow up and grow old.

The same two cloned individuals,

say one growing up in

Los Angeles California,

compared to the one growing up in

Fairbanks Alaska,

would not have the same personality traits as the other.

There would be similarities,

of course,

but I personally believe that the environment one lives in has a lot to do with the type of person that you will become.

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I wrote about cloning before in my short story

Once In Heaven, Forever In Hell.

(It's about a person's soul or essence being drawn back into each subsequent cloned body after it is revived.)

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But my question to my peer was,

"If a dead person is cloned and brought back to life, does the original person's essence or soul inherits the new cloned body? Or is there a different soul for that body? And what if you clone a live person, do they share one soul or somehow a new soul is given to the cloned body, by the grace of God. Or higher power. Whatever you prefer."

Do I have the answer?

No.

These are questions I believe for the

Theologians,

like my friend,

will have to ponder in the near future.

As we are having more

Test Tube Babies,

people being

Genetically Enhanced,

and with people saving their bodies in

Cryonic Laboratories,

in case they pass away suddenly.

Me?

Myself?

I plan on being a

Head

on top of my daughters computer.

Something like what you see on the

TV Show

Futurama.

This is,

Always Pondering The Big Questions In Life

TwoBuckHowie

And

 

“How would I know which one I was?” - Karl Pilkington -

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Give Directly

   I have been searching for a charitable organization for a while now which I felt wasn't skimming too much of our donations for their non-profit gains.

   There are few big name charities paying their top executives million-dollar bonuses each year because the non-profit organization is making record profits.

   You don't have to take my word for it. You can look this stuff up for yourself. I would do it but I am tired of rewriting some of my posts because Google takes away my tiny income from this Blog if I don't. I get emails saying I can't say that (the truth) for legal reasons. Imagine that.

   The website I am recommending is called:

Give Directly

   You can give a one-time or a monthly donation if you like. It is up to you on much you can afford.

   Give Directly does warn people of scammers who try to divert you to their websites and take a fee off of your donation. Remember, they will never charge you for donating. So if you want to help them out, buy their merchandise.

   Now for the negative side. Haters from other organizations and racist people.

   The number one complaint I saw when searching, is Give Directly legit was,

"They're sending the money over to Africa."

   Of course there is link on the website under Programs where your money will go to impoverished people living in the United States if that is your thing. What really matters is, and it will make you feel good to do so, is give what you can, when you can.

This is,

Always Looking For Ways To Help

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And

“The simplest acts of kindness are by far more powerful then a thousand heads bowing in prayer.” - Mahatma Gandhi -

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Oh Lucky Days

   I'm not a gambling man.

   I have, on occasion, gone to Las Vegas as a tourist. But not as a person who needs to sit in front of a machine for hours hoping for a jackpot.

   I learned a long time ago that gambling was not for me especially since I don't have any kind of poker face. And what is that old adage? "If you can't spot the sucker sitting at the table in the first five minutes, then you are the sucker."

   But what if you had a day like I had? What if you felt really lucky?

   It all started when I was driving down one of the busiest streets in town. Schools were just letting out, I was about five miles away from the freeway I was trying to connect to, and there were eight red lights in my way.

   I just finished working and like everyone else, I wanted to get home. I put on some tunes and started my journey.

   I mostly stayed in my lane but since parts of the road has six lanes, three on each side, I did maneuver back and forth to a lane I thought would be the fastest.

   I passed three lights, as they were green, remembering the song by the Rolling Stones called "Far Away Eyes." (Listen to it)

   Then I made it through three more without stopping.

   I was smiling by now!

   I thought, wouldn't it be nice. And it was. I made the last two lights on the busiest part of the street, onto the freeway, on my way home without stopping.

   What usually can take up to a hour to get home took me thirty minutes.

   I felt so lucky I stopped at the local convenience store and spent $10 on lottery tickets!

And I Won!

I won $2

 

This is,

That Is Why I Do Not Like To Gamble No Matter How Lucky I Feel

TwoBuckHowie

(Insert Happy Face Emoji)

 

And

 

“Play interests me very much," said Hermann: "but I am not in the position to sacrifice the necessary in the hope of winning the superfluous.” - Alexander Pushkin -

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A Story Knocks On My Door

   I was sitting here this afternoon wondering what kind of story I was going to write about. I thought, maybe I should write down a bunch of really bad jokes and see if anyone responds with a laugh emoji. Or should it be something about science which is always fun for me when I do a deep dive on a subject like the Oxygen Candle. Finally, I was thinking about the option of writing down one of the dreams I have had lately. And if you have been reading this blog over the years you know that all most all of my original stories have come about from a dream I had.

    I was definitely going to stay away from politics! But...

 

"Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in!"

- Micheal Corleone -

 

   A young lady rang my bell, I answer the door, she hands me a flyer, saying, "You should vote for Matt Rahn for City Council."

   My reply was, "I will think about it."

(That is not me in this picture LoL)

   If you are too young to know this, the trend of all local political campaigns, from either party, is always the same thing. More funding for police and fire services. Ensure our city is the safest in the country. Support local businesses. Make education a priority and so on.

   Once they get elected, unless they are a good person and were sincere, nothing ever changes.

   Now comes the funny part. Why I will not be voting for Matt Rahn for City Council. The first endorsement he has on his flyer is from congressman Darryl Issa! Except his name is spelled Darrell Issa!

   If you can't even fact check someone's name or you put down a false endorsement, either way, you are not the candidate for me!

This is,

Getting A Good Laugh From The Candidate From Texas Who Change His Name To

Literary Anybody Else

TwoBuckHowie

And

“There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.” - Martin Luther King Jr -

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This One Is For Me

   This is going to be a sort of diary entry today.

   I have used my blog over the years for a therapeutic means of escapism. So it should not come as a surprise to anyone who is still reading my material

   I do enjoy the stories I have written and the books I have self published. I needed a means of expressing myself in new ways, since playing music was no longer a choice that I have.

   But alas, after the sales of my second book tanked after a few months, I gave up on writing too!

   Don't get me wrong. I knew that sales of my book were going to be difficult since I don't have the money to advertise myself, but when you hear from friends, family, and people you meet in life that, "I don't read anymore." it becomes discouraging and the feeling of failure, overwhelming.

   Time for a disclaimer: I'm not trying to solicit comments, sympathy, or put the blame on anyone else but me. If you ever wrote in a diary you know how much it can help at the time and when you read it years later, you think to yourself, why would I write that? Where was my head at? And I put it on my blog?!?! AHHHHHGG!

   Another reason for writing this today is, it's my trick for overcoming writers block. It has always worked for me to just sit down and start typing the first thing that come into my mind. I'm hoping this is the spark that brings back the joy inside of me to finish my next project and keep telling entertaining stories again.

 

This is,

Smiling Once Again

TwoBuckHowie

 

And

 

“Who else but me is ever going to read these letters?” - Anne Frank

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