We live in a crazy world; a world that is so drop-kick instant coffee plasmatic television, honor your mother and father like yesterday’s news.
Life is cheap and we choose not to honor a life until it is completely over. Souls doth walk the planet and rise when spoken to for various reasons and sleep when they find the chance and continue to make good on what they deem to be their lives’ work.
Not everyone, however, is so lucky to find a life so fortunate and fruitful. Some have to dodge bullets and run away from bombs lobbed in their general direction. Still, they persist.
“The Evil-Doers” don’t get too far in this world; they will plan and execute many schemes over and over again, but rarely do they succeed. When they do, they receive their “just desserts,” 15 minutes of fleeting fame and a page in someone’s personal history of life, whomever that might affect.
Yet, they’ll keep on exerting their great conspiracies of times that would never come to fruition, despite the brilliancy and the creativity, the theories like all conspiracies are dismissed as crackpot thinkers and get shoved away from prying eyes, boxed up and put into storage until there is an appropriate time for them to appear on the scene once again.
Seems that there are lots of conspirators floating in the oceans, lakes, rivers, streams and creeks lately, as well as lots of feet walking or trampling on one another trying to be the first person to make their point known.
Then there are “The Buggers,” the ones who after being abused or tormented, physically or mentally, a little too much will snap in two like a twig.
These are the folks that you must be careful of and must watch your back, for you never know when they will stab you when you least expect it!
It could be through a vengeful tactic or it could be ensnared so well in their warped little minds, that their own one-sided puny views of the world should be felt by everyone else, whether they have oodles of cash, status, and self-appointed power or are as poor as trailer-trash hillbillies in the Deep South.
These are the kind of folks that will ply you with all sorts of trinkets, convince you to see their point of view, try to control you and of course, most people will bite into their words, most importantly money, status and self-appointed power.
Coretta Scott-King bit into it; so did James Frey. Tom Cruise was sucker-punched, as was Neil Diamond, Sir Paul McCartney and an entire host of other actors, musicians, rich suburban housewives with filthy-rich husbands who slave away at the office without so much as being rewarded for their money-making.
Then of course, there are those that accuse others before they realize they are the true culprits, duped or otherwise.
Oprah Winfrey is one such woman.
My journal of life and those lives that surround & influence me, both positively & negatively