"All my life I've wanted to be someone; I guess I should have been more specific."

~ Jane Wagner / Lily Tomlin (1939- )

"Lots of times you have to pretend to join a parade in which you're not really interested in order to get where you're going."

~ Christopher Darlington Morley (1890-1957)

"When people are free to do as they please, they usually imitate each other."

~ Eric Hoffer (1902-1983)

EDWARDS: ... more negative attacks -- aren't you sick of it?
About the necessity of compromise

Did those students miss eating last winter? Did those news announcers dislike jumping?
I didn't dislike cooking at home. Haven't you liked walking?

ultimately I have no idea who EDWARDS might be or what the words are bout or who sent it or why or anything, but it continues anyway and the quotes are worth pondering...

"No man or woman who tries to pursue an ideal in his or her own way is without enemies.

~ Daisy Bates (1863-1951)

"We are discreet sheep; we wait to see how the drove is going, and then go with the drove."

~ Mark Twain [Samuel Langhornne Clemens] (1835-1910)

"Half the work that is done in this world is to make things appear what they are not."

~ Elias Root Beadle

"Do just once what others say you can't do, and you will never pay attention to their limitations again."

~ James R. Cook

that was it, the entire random email I allowed to open today... it's like playing Russian Roulette with strangers minds and computer viruses and who knows what... not to mention mine... and yours... and where will it take my mind (or yours?)...

through the magic of the CC, the select few may know, though not all, for sure, as I am one as well... checking the apparent sender's home base, it may well be more SPAM, and we could ask the primary (or all the govornors {dontcha just love an official goverment website with typos?... nationalism, blessing or curse?... the more telling question is which is more amusing for you, your government's faux pas or the blunders, major or minor, by another government... or right here, perhaps... but that discussion can be held in another forum at another time if you like} since before we were born) for a clue, but there too we might find a dead end or worse, another SPAMBOT...

more likely, it is someone selling something, like working email addresses (and how better to find them than sending them emails and trying to find some odd enough content to get them to respond?)... especially when the addresses are apparently alphabetical... but then, the potential excitement for me is just what might come of exploring the diaries of those who just happen to be alphabetical cousins, or even immediate family... give or take a few, more or less...

connections are sometimes such strange and wondrous things... and then there are the words... somewhat cynical?... perhaps... and yet, as I feel a smile behind the frown that's behind every smile, I see the optimism (not just the humor) within everything... even when the brain is tired (usually because the body is tired, as it is right now... exhausted, no less)... and therein so easily distracted...

Sliders is on...

time passes...

and then there's the wonder of roommates who seek attention when they want attention regardless of what you or I may be doing (but then, that may be the primary definition of that level of bonding, trust, intimacy, and blurring of boundaries that we commonly call family, which, in it's most ironic form, is a smile)...

but returning to the introspection behind the possibly random quotes in the relatively random email that was mostly randomly selected from many thousands that are usually deleted before the subjects are even glanced at, at the deepest depths within me I always find an expression that reflects a feeling that is just to the plus side of a euphoric smile...

I think that's why I leave random notes around at your diaries (and anywhere else I wonder on the web... and off, for that matter)... or at least one main reason... the possibilities... the potential connections... it's like you tell two friends and they tell two friends and so on and so forth... it's better than the message in a bottle, because the message does not sail out to an empty sea, the message is like a bouy floating in a crowded (and almost infinite) space... the message floats, sails, flies, and all the while, it waits for your eyes...

and it can, if we let it, feel so good... if we let our imagination fly freely... if we let our heart open wide... if we drink of the energy with our mind wide open... it's even better than when you sit on the gentle hand of someone you trust...

and so I can imagine that the random emails (and CC addresses) are opportunities not to purchase whatever they are offering and not to be added to some mailing list, but to inspire more messages in bottles, more hope that something good will come of whatever connection may come from doing something (a diary entry, perhaps) with that otherwise wasted email... and all the more I can feel the optimism and imagine the best of the possibilities happening...

if I had the time I think I'd start a diary devoted to responding to random emails, be they SPAM or whatever... but then, there are so many other website and diary ideas awaiting the time I have more time... and the fact that there so seldom feels like there is enough time (never enough) is an easy depressant that is not always easy to avoid... but here we are, living in this moment, not worried about tomorrow or yesterday or whether there'll be enough time for this or that... all there is here is hope that something good will come of this...

we are getting by here, sharing our hopes and dreams (and sorrows and fears), releasing everything that we can and dare release (and the more we release, the better it feels, the lighter we feel) and believing that someone somewhere will someday find us and care about us... maybe even right now, you are out there reading and caring about me... far away, not holding my hand or showing me all that is in your eyes (or seeing all that is in mine), yet daring to believe, daring to feel the hope in the possibilities...

sometimes when you least expect it... from the most unexpected source... like a random email from who knows whom saying who knows what about whatever... I get a lot of these... thousands a day... abstract thoughts, sometimes in haiku form... some appear ridiculous... some are obvious attempts at deception... some are so enigmatic, they can be anything and become reason to ramble and rhyme...

so what can you make of the email up there above all the words that are above these including dreams and romance that you should read before responding that ask what can you make of the email up there?... of the quotes themselves, do you think, do you feel?... of the links (there are many), famous writers, some unknown, and fellow diarists right here, next door neighbors once strangers, what now?...

feel the hope we will visit and connect and find smiles and be friends and feel the hope that such connections can continue and the world will start sharing showing caring and believing that the heart can show love and be stronger than the fear...

and when all else fails, I rely on my knowledge that there is so much I do not know and my belief that anything is possible

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