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DON’T WAIT FOR LOVE LET LOVE COME TO YOU

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So you are waiting for Love everywhere and you still can not find it . . .Ever ask yourself why? Is there even Love out there for me? How come i can’t get people to Love me? What is wrong with me! ? Do i BLAH BLAH too much, is my hair the wrong color? Is there something wrong  with my face? Is it because i don’t have ?/??, this question varies. [ I wouldn't have a clue as to what you may compare yourself to ].  But we all have something we all think is the cause for not FINDING LOVE. WE WAIT!oct nov 2011 (60)

Then forget to live life,  wasting time Looking for Love. Do you even Love yourself?  How do you like yourself?   Rather . . .Do you even like yourself?   There is your time wasted again . . .All that time you were going on about Love you could have been spending it on you! Learning to like who you are and what you can do and like to do.Thne while you were being you . . .Look at that, Love found you.

Step one . . .LEARNING TO GET ALONG WITH ALL OTHER PEOPLE

Step two . . .TAKE-UP A HOBBY OF ANYTHING YOU, ALWAYS WANTED TO DO

Step three . . .SEE YOUR PROJECT TO THE END NOT BEING A QUITTER/LOOSER/GIVER-UP-ER

Learn how to say “Hello” while you scratch the small of your back . . .That way they won’t want to shake your hand. And if that don’t work straighten your cloths.  But the whole idea is to strike-up a conversation, need a tree? By the straightening of the cloths . . .Well this actually gets you ALL SHOOK_UP, limber, relaxed, and so on . . .While   you are doing this dusting off and straightening cloths thing, you  are allowing yourself the time to thing of something to say or what to even say.  The whole time the person watching you is probably thinking you have lice or something there like that.   You at least gained the attention, hoping some how this will all turn into LOVE   Love you were,are,  waiting for.    Silly you, go paint a tree or shovel a hole for a tree, Build a bird-house  or row a boat. Don’t wait for Love, Let Love come to you. 6-30-2010 3;03;22 PM

Step one . . .MEET PEOPLE

Step two . . .YOU HAVE TO LEAVE THE HOUSE

Step three . . .REMEMBER WHO YOU ONCE WERE BE THAT AGAIN FIRST

DON’T WAIT FOR LOVE

There is a lot of people out there who are hurting-just like,  thousands,  of people wanting waiting for Love, but they go on, because they believe, they want to live life. These are the people who believe in maybe someday! And they do what they like to do in-between. This in-between is THE DISTRACTIONS in life calling to them to race across the world on a skateboard wearing nothing but a hammock! Or something there like that. Turns out  these people . . .Prefer to enjoy life and Love it nice, but it is not everything in the world that you could be doing besides waiting for Love. These people live a blast, happy everyday, this  basically tells you you are,  wasting your life, losing who you are turning into a nobody all by your own doing, cause you choose to wait for LOVE.

LET LOVE COME TO YOU

Like a brave knight move onto anything else you thought you would like to try!, Write a cook-book, ride a horse, give one of your rooms a face-lift, paint a cow or try. Find who you are and see if you like you, pay-attention to you, LOVE YOU first!   Have fun with things you thought you always wanted to do. LOVE WILL COME TO YOU, as you are being yourself.   As it turns out, there happens to be tons of people like you,  but you have to get out there, leave your house and do the things you like to do. , you will see many people doing what you are doing.  But you have to go to where the crowd is. But not to LOOK FOR LOVE! To have the best fun you can . . .All people see when any-one is having fun, people like to see fun!IMG_3799_01

So if you are a person waiting for LOVE . . .You are waiting for NOTHING/WASTING AWAY/LIFE-LESS/SAD/SHY/SELF-CONCOINIOUS/WISHING THEY WERE A KID AGAIN TO DO THINGS DIFFERENT/ ODD/IGNORANT OF THE VERY WORD LOVE/SELF-LOTH.

  • NO-BODY IN THE WHOLE WIDE  WORLD WANTS  TO love ANYONE LIKE THAT!  
  • PEOPLE LIKE TO lOVE PEOPLE WHO LIKE AND LOVE THEMSELVES
  • PEOPLE LOVE TO BE ACTIVE WITH OTHER PEOPLE
  • FIND YOURSELF AND BE YOU PEOPLE WILL COME TO YOU

YUCK I HATE ANY FORM OF WATING. And i hate it when i forget to unlock the ‘Caps Lock” button, but i move on because i believe in me/ not all the time . . . oct nov 2011 (111)

 

 

 

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LOST AND FOUND/DON’T YOU JUST HATE IT/WOW LOOK WHAT I FOUND

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Holy . . .Look what i found. I didn’t know it was lost. I knew i put it away, had no idea it was lost. I found my little orange memo pad. Wow when i opened it-up, i read Aug.21/07 I think i will share this with you. I feel like i should, that this LOST AND FOUND memo pad will be just as wierd, strange, odd,  funny,  and for all i know , shocking and some what imbarressing. But  in the end it is just words written in a little orange pad that was lost and found.  2007 was a long time-ago. So lets see how wierd it was then.

[Don't you  just hate it when you start cleaning and find a pile of paper and pictures and paintings and bills and any other hording you felt needed to be in that pile. . . .Well that is what i thought i should do this day . . .Finaly sort through this heaping space taking, dust collecting, eye sore pile of stuff. MY STUFF. The stuff i don't get rid of in the first p[lace. I some how start little piles of horded stuff. But i need the space. As i said, i am taking over this no names crap.  To funny. But not so funny that i have to clean and sort and do my best not to toss the wrong piece of hord.  But because i founf this orange memo pad i want to know too, now, which means the starting the tear-down of some of this , stuff, will have to wait.  Which is a bad thing as this copying the memo pad to you guys i could have had plenty of time to clean lots of this , stuff out. But this looks fun, so "hear" it is.  SO ARE YOU READY?   I THINK I AM READY!  {Hope it's all good stuff} word for word here i go.

Aug.21/07

My day started out fine. Did some house work, got laundry done and played on my computer. Then my oldest daughter showed up and asked me if i wanted to go  row-boating in a dingy, the St. Laurwance river. Sure that would be great fun. We pumped them up. Got out out about an hundred feet and my dingy had a leak! Not Fun!!

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Oct.

Windy- Sunday 21/07

Sunny-

Bob and i have something in comon, we both like root-beer.

Anarondick mountains

Same day.

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Oct.

Raining-  Saturday 27/07

At Bob's house, woke-up here. Last night i met his daughter. Cute little thing she is. Quit quick with some comebacks. LoL.

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Nov.10/2007  Saturday

Woke-up at bob's, things were good until i had my first smoke.It wasn't even a whole smoke. As the matter of fact it wasn't even a half of one and it sure made me lighted-headed. I'm going to take an Advil. I have a headache. Tuesday Nov. 6, Bob asked me to be his girlfriend. Of course i said yes. I think he is mighty fine. I like him lots.

Nov. 11,2007 Sunday. 7:20 am.

Last night Bob bought me my first gift. A little green lighter. How sweet,I thpught it was very thoughtful. Now i don't have to use the B-B-Q thiong, such a chore. (make sure the little button was to the right and push down.) Well it always didn't work the first time around! So nicwe  gift. I'm getting used to these weird underwear. God the things people wear for their partners. I have to keep pulling the pantie line out of my crack! Gheese, Glad i don't wear them all the time. 9:oo A.M. Bob gave me cold pizza to eat for Breakfest. Wow!  nice guy. We left to go see,[sorry]

Must honor the nonames code.[thank-you].

We left to go see a little girl around 9:30 AM. It was fun to ee her. She likes Bob. So do I. She playd with him near the whole time there. Even while i was down getting my hair cut. We could hear her laughing with Bob. After a while of playing outside with,  NEXT PAGE     her we went in, got her settled and said  good-bye. From there Bob took us to wall-mart shopping. We walked around look ing for  my daughter, but i guess it  was not her work day. So Bob wanted to go into electrincs and i wanted to go into the picture printing. He did his thing i did mine. When i was finished i desided to look at DVD’sand see Karoke songs.     TURN THE PAGE  Then i came a cross a DVD that i had seen on the T.V. the night before. Wow i could not believe it. I was buying it. But Bob found me, and took it away from me. “You can’t buy that”!  He said.   “Yes i can, and i am”> I said. “No you can’t”.  He said as he took it away from me.  ”But i want to!”  “No you don’t want that!”  “Yes i do Bob!”   “No, you want this!”, and he handed   NEXT PAGE      me a small bag. I stood with my mouth opened for a moment, then asked. “What is this?” “Take it .”  He said with a smile. Well i took it opened it, and couldn’t believe it. He had already bought it for me!. Wow Bob my second gift.                                                                          NOVEMBER                                                                   19th. Monday morning. I’m home from the weekend of Bob”s hopuse. I had a lot of fun as I   TURN THE PAGE    Do there. He danced for me somemore. We played crib again out of 6 games I won one! Wow. Next  night saturday i wn again. I just can’t beat him. Sunday rolled along and we went to see the little girl again bought her a few things, like a toilet-seat, panties-with plactic lining three pairs. And toonie and benno pajamas. Funny   NEXT PAGE   thing she was sitting on the toilet when i got there with the gifts. We went groc. shopping Bob paid for everything, might as well say   100.00 bucks. 90 something     . I made him three pans of Lasonya. He will eat that all week. After supper i did dishes, he went out to the store and purchased shaving equipment, when  he got back . I was into    TURN THE PAGE  football and he was into shaving. He did such a grand job. I am starting to Love this man and leaving his home is getting Sad. I want so much to keep him. Bob said he will visit me Tuesday. Yummy. The Christmas dance is tow weeks away.Shpuld be fun. With Bob of course.                                                                                                         Nov.24,2007  Saturday. Wow I’m not sure what is going on but I am at a distance here NEXT PAGE    at Bob’. I not happy or something, not sure why. maybe it is the  musty mold i smell, constantly breathing it in and out. Knowing this stuff kills you in the long run. Wondering if spores, begone growing   in my lungs. I have been getting dizzy shortly after i started spending  the weekends here. can it be connected in some sort of way? Could it be just coincidadince going through  perimemopause?     TURN THE PAGE   I would only know if i visit my doctor. Some how i must deal with away to get back this great happiness i had. It was quite ownderful. I feel like i am away inside myself lost, Abondon, gone some where and i can’t get out. Maybe it is my face and hair. I can’t stand looking at it eigher one of them. maybe it is MR> Smith reading my    NEXT PAGE  work!? I don’t know. I know i need a way out. I want to come back. For now . . .I will just play along and try not to be mean. It is hard though. I am fighting. But Bob knows  something is wrong.  That is good i think. But i already told him there is a few of me. i can’t tell you if he believes it. But i am gone that I   TURN THE PAGE    can tell you. I don’t know who  has taken  over, but i won’t let Bob get hurt.  Saturday Dec.8th, 2007. Up and awake  A very nice awaking as,well. I am  at Bob’s. And    last night Bobby gave me  one Birthday gift. He gave me a big blue fluffy housecoat. It is so warm and soft. the blue clour in it is very Beautiful.    NEXT PAGE

Just one thing about the gift.Wow! ! the housrcoat is very electricfiying and quite clingy. Holy cow. Shock after shock. Very funny indeed.  But i Love it. So much static!! One might say. don’t have it on in a lighting storm. Sattistacly speaking of course. Now i wonder what the other present is?  Two more day and we will see. Before i  TURN THE PAGE   Forget. Bob also gave me a old flask. Glass at that wrapped in leather. I like it. Not what i expected it to look like at all.  But a flask indeed.      THAT IS IT THERE IS NOTHING ON THE NEXT PAGE

A few pages later.     Mr. Smith.

Full body gear with war paint under his eyes, running down the hall yelling. ‘Okay! Lets do this!”

SEVEN PAGES LATER   Barry has the dose.  Barry has the dose.Nothing but a loser. barry has the dose. he went and told his mother he blamed it on his brother. he fell in Love with others barry has the dose.     TURN THE PAGE   TWENTY-SEVEN PAGES LATER

JULY 7, 2011  Thursday    I am sitting in the hallway at the medical center waiting for a blood test, When i arrived they told me one hour, have a seet. There were no seats. So i went over to the HOME HARDWEAR. Nice i looked at everything in the store. There were a few things i would like  to buy Mark for his Birthday. July 22, i think. Now here i am back and waiting. Sucks ass.  NEXT PAGE    I spent 21 minutes at the store, this was good, but when i got back here there were still no seats. Shame.             TURN THE PAGE                                                                   July 2, 2011            Out with danielle. Look at notepad. Look at talk and type. Do lots of gossiping. Go get headscan. Go eat.                                                                                                                                              July 7, 2011       We ate, but bought nothing. The gossip was all about the Denise. She spoke of  a Claudette.  That was crazy.  Mine was  Denise and Susie. Ohg yes Adele. The ride she picked me up in was filthy. The seat was littered with food.    TURN THE PAGE                                                                        July 22,/11        I have this plan about a game played on T. V. writing small scripts.   TURN THE PAGE  nothing TURN THE PAGE    Nora was mad!! They didn’t like her thinking.They called her stupid. Mistake no one calls her stupid. We act upon our thoughts.  NEXT PAGE    Nora had known about this, and went in through this tunnel with the owner years ago before he died. As she locked herself out. and he just happened by. So he figured he would show her the way  as long as she did promise   she would never tell anyone.  She ne4ver had. Nora was true to her word.  Frigg i should have opened the windows before i started drinking.  TURN THE PAGE   

LABYRINTH

Nora’s house is laied out like a Labyrinth. There is also two, coincelled  doors in the floor. One is in the bathroom the other is in the walk-in closet. These doors lead down under the building  nand was used for boot-legging and sorts.  This permitted the secret sneaking around,   This exited out into the woods tunnled out about  60 feet. The passage- way was covered behind rocks and trees.        NO MORE PAGES

Well i had enough cleaning for today, and goodday to you.

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STEALING ART/ART BY A THREE-YEAR OLD/NO I JUST BORROWED IT

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STEALING ART . . .That is not what i did!

It so happened i got to go to MYARTSCREEN, to pay a visit and say hello. While i was there i my eye caught a glimpse of green calling my attention to this table. I had to go see this green piece of art holding my eye like a captor. I took pictures of what i saw in this painting by this artbyathreeyearold kid. Besides i called out quite loudly that this painting is AWESOME can i take a picture, granted i took a few pictures, but at this same point in time i also said . . .I’d want to post this to some readers. All was well with my intent at the time. So what is the big deal now . . .I wouldn’t mind borrowing this, i even asked the kid’s mother, what is the  painting of?  . . .She said what.  By that i gathered no one really heard me at all, they walked on,  when  i was drawn in by this piece of work. She came to see what i was tasking about and told me the painting is A HEART TO MAKE YOU HAPPY. Besides . . .I know how slow they are over at MYARTSCREEN, and they know how weird i am. I hope you Love it as much as i do.

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ART BY A THREE-YEAR OLD         ” A HEART TO MAKE YOU HAPPY”

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THEY CALL ME WERID/LUCYANNA

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HOW MANY PEOPLE DO YOUCALL WEIRD

I am sure all people are guilty of naming an other person as weird. What does weird even mean?

  • STRANGE
  • IN DIFFERENT
  • OFF CENTERED
  • NOT RIGHT

What else is weird?

Out of the ordinary out of sorts out of your mind. They call me weird.

They call me weird as to how i think. I ask . . .What is weird about how i think?

  1. I was taught to think
  2. So i always think
  3. At least i think.

Is it what i think they call me weird?

“Again . . .THE QUESTIONS! . . .Why do people come to me, LUCYANNA, and ask the weirdest questions?”

So i asked myself, why would people call someone weird, and have i called anyone weird . . .Yes i have as the matter of fact. But i will tell you i called this person weird because he was starting to act scary. Meaning, what i said to the weird-o is . . .”Holy you’re weird.” This caught their attention all over me. Where i wanted it.  Lets just say WEIRD is a dangerous word to call anyone, depending on how you use the word in a sentence, and your actions to follow.”

Meaning . . .I choose to use the “WEIRD” word as a weapon not a hurt, not a mean thought. To reel in my captured, gaining peace and all fun.

TO CALL ANYONE WEIRD TO HURT FEELINGS

Have i done that? dammit . . .Yes i have. But i felt it in my heart for so long i do not seldom do it. As the matter of fact i have not called anyone weird for some time now. But this is only because i came to understand the

  • DIFFERENCE BETWEEN WEIRD AND WEIRD.
  • LIKE THIS IS WEIRD
  • BUT DAMMIT WHO CARES NOBODY IS HURT

Did any of that answer your QUESTION?

Hey what can i say . . .They call me weird.

QUESTIONS/RIGHT OR WRONG/To Believe Or Not To Believe That Is The QUESTION

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WHO IS OLDER

People  or dinosaurs

WHERE ARE DINOSAUR BONES FOUND

All over the earth or only parts of the earth

My answer to these QUESTIONS is dinosaurs are way older than people and dinosaurs are only found in parts of the earth.

WHEN WAS JESUS BORN

The wake of the dinosaur or the wake of the people

WHERE WAS JESUS BORN

Where dinosaurs roamed or where people roamed.

My answer to this QUESTION is Jesus was born with the wake of the people and roamed in amongst the people.

HOW OLD ARE DINOSAURS

More than fifty-million years or less than fifty million years.

FIFTY-MILLION YEARS AGO WHAT DID PEOPLE LOOK LIKE

Star-wars or  maybe walking talking dinosaurs ruled the world and they looked like bugoids.

WHAT IS A BUGOID?

Is it a two-legged creature with three sharp claws, its head sits high on a three-foot neck,  face like an alligator teeth like pure  death. Carnivorous. Running around thing? or is it a nightmare.

My answer to these QUESTIONS is it would have to be BUGOIDS as people were not living beings back then. And bugoids go back as far as the world begins, before the dinosaurs.

RIGHT OR WRONG

SOMETHING TOUCHED ME-IN THE ATTIC-DOING HIS JOB

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Yeah, you don’t want to go up there boy?

Then i’ll go up there.  I’ll do it myself.

Then she went up there, then she screamed.

SOMETHING TOUCHED ME IN THE ATTIC DOING HIS JOB!

This was not a job she could do in the first place.  So why did she go up.

To get touched?

to do his job?   

No!

To be in the attic to see what it was like. She has never been up here. But she did wonder in the night. It turned out to be her chance. So she thought.

  • It is day-time
  • The boy is there
  • Should be nice and bright.

She always wanted to see up there, in the attic, in the day, with the boy there. Good excuse.

She went up. There was no light, only where she was sitting. The light from the room below where the boy was shone around her.

 So she says. “Why am i in the attic doing his job!

How ironic is that?

Something touched me in the attic doing his job!

Turns out the boy is already up there doing his job, “Putting in a light”, while she was down changing her cloths.

Why did he touch her?

He  touched her so she wouldn’t, scream, so he thought. He had no intentions of frightening her only to save her from slipping back down should he talk.

As it turns out,  when he touched her, not only did her scream, she yanked her arm away causing her to fall where she scraped her knee and cracked a little bone in her elbow.

Who cares if she bit her tongue. She was up there in the attic doing his job!  When she thought something attacked her, one of her night-frights.

WHEN THE NIGHT-FRIGHTS

WHEN THE NIGHT-FRIGHTS

A POST A DAY KEEPS THE CHORES AT BAY-”But what freedom”

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A blog a day . . .How much time is used out the day for your blogging? Are your chores on hold? Do you run and blog as it hits your brain or do you do the chores first?  Let’s think again. Cleaning or Blogging?

A blog a day keeps the chores at bay but the freedom from constantly cleaning is peaceful less stress. Unless. While you clean you are suddenly induced with “brain adrenalin”  where you are forced to “step away from the dishes”  and walk slowly to your computer. Awe the freedom.

BUT NOT IF YOU KEEP GETTING INTERRUPTED! 

 ANNOYANCE SET IN. THE FREEDOM HAS CRASHED. The chores you kept at bay are calling. Do me, wash me. Forget the blog, do it later. All the time in the world, later. What freedom.

Might as well do the chores. Forget your freedom don’t keep your chores at bay before you know it you will have a whole sea of things to wash and clean. Blogging can wait!

CAN BLOGGING WAIT? NO! When we feel the need to blog we run do it.

  • Before it leaves our thoughts
  • The cleaning will still be there.
  • The freedom is up-lifting.

For bloggers who blog a blog a day, they have the freedom to choose to keep the chores at bay. Posting a picture or telling a poem, writing a life story or in a fit of “blogging-morphine.” We all can choose when to blog our blog a day, keeping the chores at bay.

But what freedom.

 

A FEW NOTES TO MOTHER – I Think I Got It Mom – It’s You And Your Stuff

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Opinions are often seen as ignorances,  understandings are seen as misunderstandings, misunderstandings of Opinions is the understandings of ignorances.

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January 22,2013

Fear not my Brave Knight, I forever be by thy side.  But you got to stop hording my Lord, I can’t get to you from nither side.

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January 22,2013