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Weekly word of Wisdom

Blame Game

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I hear others talk of ‘The Blame Game’ and it made me think. Surely, to lay blame on others and especially myself, is not only a fruitless but also damaging practice. If something happens in my life at this moment now, it immediately becomes past tense and as such, cannot be changed. It is done. Unless… I could time walk.

Researches say that in order to time walk, I have to find and enter into a wormhole. I have no idea as to the validity of this statement, but if it is true then would I be able to go backward and change things for the better, or will this run against the law of the Universe?

Considering the above, until I find a wormhole and understand the law of the Universe, I can’t change any action or words of mine done or spoken, even a nano-second ago. Hence it becomes fruitless to blame myself or others for something done or said in the past.

There’s more… to do something that is fruitless is one thing, to do something that is damaging is another; Something fruitless offers no gain, but the damage will need repair if it is possible. Psychologists say, in the realm of the human psyche, the repair is not always that simple to accomplish.

 Since I made this decision my breathing has improved! This being the case, It would be wiser for me resolving to remove the word ‘blame’ from my vocabulary and desist from anything connected to it.

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Politics and Politicians

I read on a newsfeed, this comment: “Politicians are an evil necessity.” I looked up the definition of ‘evil’ in Merriam Webster and this is what it offered: “morally reprehensible sinful, wicked.

If I look at these four words I could come up with this conclusion: None of them are based on a law of any sorts, but rather more inclined to have their origins in tradition and custom. In certain institutions and organizations traditions are set as rules. In other words, if you wish to belong to a particular institution or group, you will be required to follow their rules.

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Weekly Word of Wisdom.

A Fork in The Road

Which Way?

“There is no tragedy in life, only a fork in the road ahead. Tragedy is no more than a fork in the road demanding a change of course in our lives.

A fork in the road demands we take one of three directions. Go back into the cave of our past, go right to continue without change in our steps, go left into the steps of change and opportunity”.

Sir Peter James Dotcome

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A post from Monika Martyn.

Historic Grade 2 listed mansion in Swannington, UK.

If you want to make anyone uncomfortable, simply tell them that you own nothing. In a second, their eyes roll slightly inward as they compute the idea of what nothing could mean and that you must be joking: they’re waiting for the punchline that what you’re saying can’t imply the same nothing that means nothing.

Others may nonchalantly glance over their shoulder to see their belongings and that your nothing has nothing to with their everything. After all, what is life for if not for gathering stuff? 

When we are born, people already bring us stuff. Baby clothing, toys, food. As we grow up, more stuff comes our way. We receive a collection of items to make us happy, to make us fit in, to help us live comfortable lives, and to shape us into unique individuals. Those articles are often given out of love. 

There is also a constant trade and evolution, perhaps. Pink bikes are exchanged for ice skates, blue bikes are exchanged for balls, dolls are replaced with sweaters and lipgloss, real cars and trucks replace the Tonka trucks and Matchbox cars taking up space attic or basement. Of course, some of us collect those items forever because they are too precious to part with.

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Weekly Word of Wisdom

My Job vs My Passion


“When your alarm goes off and you lie there contemplating how much you need your job…” *

Writing is my pasion

It was not all that long ago, I had a similar thought. Then I made a decision – I will love my job until I can exchange it for my passion. Today, I am living my passion and I don’t need my job. (sirpeterjamesdotcome.)

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Forgotten Dream


I was all of twelve years old and very impressionable; we were in 1954 Southern Rhodesia, an exciting country, wide open spaces, not many towns and even these were spread, miles apart from one another.

My father was the sole representative for a brewing company and travelled around the country a great deal, often taking me on trips along with him during my school holidays.

As long as I live, I will never forget the sight of one of the greatest water falls in the world, Victoria Falls. That was such a notable experience that I remember writing an essay about it at school. I was fascinated by the history we were taught at school regarding David Livingstone who was the first European to discover the falls and Cecil John Rhodes after whom The Rhodesia’s were named.

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Social Dilemma–A Reminder

Monika is wise. She sees the spooks hiding in the shadows, yet whilst she is pleasurably human about her findings, she displays no fear in revealing her warnings. For a writer to accomplish this, it is admirable, but to do so without a ‘know-it-all’ approach is refreshing indeed. Bless you Monika.

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Central Station: All Aboard!

In my opinion, Monika is a fine writer in the sense of ‘fine’ dining. She is a master of her art and has the ability to reach deeply into the soul. We lost a Son to Carcinoma Cancer. When diagnosed he had one request, “Daddy, don’t let me die alone.” They gave him three months, but because of a family that cared for him , he lived on for two and a half years. In that time we sought every way, including prayer, for healing, but to no avail, He died in extreme and unrelenting pain. Thank you Monika for writing such a tender, loving and compassionate article, I am certain that many will identify with this piece.