Seriously People...

Seriously?  Did people really believe that Saturday was supposed to be the end of the world?  I'm always amazed at how stupid and egocentric humanity has become. Somehow, well really not somehow, because in the last several years I have purposely breezed through the days of our lives without a smidgen of awareness of the current political situations or the disasters that have struck, seemingly coming and going without my permission. Crime rate, what crime rate?  Anyways, there we all are, collectively holding our breaths everytime some nut job decides to inform us that the end is coming.  Well I have news for all of you, the end is coming!

Please put me on the evening news with that blue eyed cutey, whats his name?  Anyway, people let me see if I can say this in 200 words or less; we are but a small miniscule flying speck of dust in the winds of time.  Tiny in the great scheme of things.  For example, really smart people talk about the planet warming up, while stupidly looking at the trends for the last several decades or centuries.  Really smart people think that they can measure the blips of our planet in the time frame of a mere mortal.  We live and take up space for eighty years if we are lucky, and we think we have the right to make observations on an old lady that has been spinning her top since the beginning of time. We are at the mercy of a capricious universe, something so vast and unyielding and unidentifiable that it is surely beyond the scope of many of us.  Yet, there are many who think that they have the answers, and they write them down in their little books looking really smart and intelligent and in the know.  Inevitably, there is always a  Koolaid crowd, and off they go, their lips stained red with the stupidity of their decisions.

 The end is coming, but it will be on the timeline of, you fill in the blank here.  If you believe that a supreme creator will destroy the planet/universe/world because of man's ungodliness then off you go.  Lets ignore the fact that for thousands of years man/homo sapiens have caused each other alot of grief.   We think that there is more murder and mayhem now then ever before?  Well, shit yeah, if there were 5 people in the planet at one time then maybe there was 1 murder, but with billions of people littering the planet there might be a slight elevation in the murder department.  Also, don't you think that murder and mayhem are more evident now because Belky's Nerys has nothing else to do but to dig it out, even if it's from under the rug where it has been for longer than you and I have been alive.  Killings?  What do you think was happening during prehistoric times, when the cavemen were walking around, clubbing each other to death for the right to the sexy cave lady. Or a little more recently in history during the early era of American expansion to the west, where Native Americans and settlers where caught in a vicious cruel battle of greed and broken promises where scalpings, rape, kidnapping and slaughter were ordinary daily events. This beats the hell out of a murder in Hialeah any day. 

Maybe Gods hand will strike, but it will be within the time line of his eternity not ours.  The Mayan calendar will end, but time does not and will not, simply because time only exists in human minds, in our wristwatches and stopwatches, not in the great scheme of things.  We are the matter passing through, and we measure our time in days and weeks to adjust our reality.  

Because I have chosen to remain blissfully unaware, I really didn't know the world was supposed to end on Saturday until after it was supposed to have happened.  Jesus, people, how come no one told me?!  I would have pled insanity and shopped til I dropped.  But no, there I was totally and blissfully unaware, and I would have died happy and with a misely $300.00 debt on my Macy's card.    So I tell you, follow me to the path of the blissfully unaware.  Let the events of our times remain only a smudge on the pages of a book, and not a smudge of desperation in our minds and hearts.  If we must, sometimes we can use this desperation and pain to build up walls, to reject this pain from happening again to others or to history.  But mostly, I choose to stay away from it all, and try to remain unscathed with a pure and open heart, because otherwise we become rampaging fools claiming the world is going to end.

The Epiloque: Why "The Epiloque"?

The Epiloque: Why "The Epiloque"?: "Well here it is, my swirl around the dance floor. I'm all for trying new things, and this blog falls under that category for me. Why, you ..."

Why "The Epiloque"?

Well here it is, my swirl around the dance floor.  I'm all for trying new things, and this blog falls under that category for me.  Why, you may ask, have I titled it "The Epiloque"? Well, of all the books I've ever read (and I've read hundreds), my favorites are always the ones with an epiloque at the end.  I love finding out what happens afterwards, after all the turmoil and strife are over, what the heck actually happens in the happily ever after. 

After all the writing I've been doing lately, someone finally asked me how come I didn't have a blog (Thank you, Juan), and I realized at that moment that it would be the perfect venue for me, don't know why but I just know it is.  I've kicked around the idea of writing a book for over 20 years, and thought that I might name it if I did,  "The Chapters of My Life", kind of a compilation of  life lessons, or chapters in this extraordinary life I've led.  Nothing special about it in the big scheme of things, but extraordinary in it's simplicity.

I hope to share some thoughts, offer suggestions, and generally tell you things that you might not necessarily need or want to know, like for example Susan Elizabeth Phillips has become my favorite author.  Nora Roberts has become boring and predictive.  Kiss brand press on nails are a cheap and effective temporary replacement for acrylic/gel nails just make sure to use lots of the glue and New York and Company has come out with some great summer outfits.

Until later,

Yoly