
Having plans doesn't factor very much into my life. Some day I will have the filter changed in the HVAC system. That is as close to a plan as I get. I'll have something for the evening meal. I plan not to have ice cream and blueberry pie. I'm off added sugar, and in seven days, I will celebrate 9 years of sobriety. But, I've never remembered to celebrate that anniversary for the past 8 years. What seems to motivate other people doesn't move me. The "eat when hungry, rest when tired," adage fits me well. I'm moved by ideas, realizations, questions. Religion as a way of controlling what happens-- The "Prayer works!" declaration applied to everything we want or fear as the legitimate basis for life cannot compare to "Gravity works!" If prayer worked like gravity, what a world it would be. Prayer wars would rage constantly. The very idea is hilarious. I can entertain myself endlessly with thoughts like this. It doesn't get the grass cut, but we have an HOA for that, at last. I entertain myself with looking forward to the next thought/realization/question, with no clue as to what it might be, or where it will lead.
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“Gravity Changes Things”! Prayer wars! Just what I needed!
Happy no-big-whup anniversary.
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