Considering my fondness for maps I’ve an awful sense of direction! I may give the impression I know where I’m going, but instead my internal compass has spun off it’s axis leaving me adrift and rudderless. The upside of this is you end up in completely new and unexpected places, the downside … you get lost!
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Dear Adoption, I Just Want to be Heard
I think. Sometimes, I pray. I talk myself into it.
This is always the lead up to me beginning a conversation, hitting send on an email, or clicking post/share on social media.
The topic: Adoption.
And then, inevitably, with unwavering consistency, the pushback begins.
Why can I not share freely without someone interjecting their feelings about my feelings.
Yes, we are all entitled to our own opinions; on politics, education, parenting, etc. But we aren’t entitled to an opinion on how another person should or should not feel about their own experience.
Okay, Adoption (adoptive parents, adoptive families, non adoptees), allow me to give you a small sampling of what I’m talking about…
When I talk about something I am grieving because of adoption, you say:
“But look at all you have!”
“Those things weren’t…
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BECAUSE A REAL DICK NEEDS PROOF
(A Genteel Homage to our Chief Dick)
Our Comey said homey there’s nothing to see
We just said what you said by not listening to thee
Cause the fact of the matter is the case is still up
But we can’t tell you why, or why not to trust
That we never did do what you think that we did
Though we couldn’t have done so less heaven forbid
We did as we didn’t or didn’t to do
Whatever you think that we’re saying of you
Thus we haven’t and never would do any less
Lessen whatever you didn’t we release to the press
So say what you will but we’ll say to you all
It couldn’t have happened, not ever at all…
It did but it didn’t when we listened to it
But cannot confirm, we submit to admit
By acquittal a little we never convict
Yet we’ve proven we’ve moven
To affirm the real trick –
I’m a Comey see homey, and truly a Dick…
On Sunday I cooked lunch for the family as I usually do.
I made a chicken fajitas rice meal with peppers, oranges, corn, shredded cheese, and honey, snap pea stir fry vegetables and water chestnuts cooked in olive oil, fresh strawberries, and sour cream. As was typical I used plenty of herbs and spices. Since we were out of white wine I drank green tea with ginseng and honey and had a cup of coffee (not shown).
Not the best lunch I’ve ever made but certainly quite good.
Strangely enough I have learned something new about cooking from playing Skyrim. I now cook the main course on Sunday in a mini-cauldron (I’m going to be getting an even larger cauldron for this very purpose) and thereafter we can eat leftovers for the next two to three days.
A FAR GREATER INTEREST
I have a far, far greater interest in becoming a Hero, a Genius, and a Saint than I will ever have in being a hippie and protester, an academic or intellectual, or a modern Christian.
For the Hero is memorable and necessary, the Genius is original and useful, and the Saint is, ultimately, the one and only kind of Indispensable Man (or woman).
By contrast the hippie is, far more often than not, an utterly naïve fool, the protestor usually self-absorbed, the academic regularly specious, the intellectual mostly inutile, and the contemporary Christian of the West is, of course, an entirely modern invention.
And a rather bathetic invention at that…
from Human Effort
I’m always up for Wanderlust… it’s one of my very favorite lusts…
As I was sitting in my room, bored out of my mind and not quite yet ready to start studying physics, I decided to finally clean up my room/treasure-hunt in my closet. I found my old camera card from a few years ago, and there are some pretty interesting photos I took from my travels. Here are a few from China from the summer of 2013.
The gallery below is from Jiuzhaigou, China. Jiuzhai Valley is locally known as Jiuzhaigou (Chinese for “Nine Village Valley”) and is a national park located in the Min Shan mountain range, Northern Sichuan in South Western China. The clear blue lakes in the pictures below are a defining characteristic of the park, which, in 1992, was declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
Later that summer, I stopped by Singapore for about a week. We stayed at Sentosa, an island-resort, and translates to peace and tranquility” in Malay. It’s a nice…
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