Beach Izzle

The drizzler was drizzling as he laid on the beach. Come camping with me and we'll drizzle you'll see for I like all the drizzle and not all the fizzle that camps on the tree. The fizzle came down to the drizzle and laid on the beach of frizzle and bizzle. The fizzle had nothing to nizzle with drizzle so he ran to the tree where bizzle can't be.

Fear. Pain.

 

It has been along time since I have arrived to this site. Year, months and days have drifted by like the nights have turned to day. 24 hours can feel like a bullet shot, or like paint drying on a cold winter day. In this the fear of life's unanswerable questions are fading, being replaced by the drive for adventure and courage to push the limits. Laughing , enjoying the conflicts of daily life just as Winston Churchill felt the excitement of battle. If you ever have the chance to read The Last Lion series by William Manchester, I would highly recommend it.
The world is stranger and stranger or the people are becoming stranger. We are defining ourselves with fear. The prickly limits of,  "I can't do this", or "I would not do that because..." Confining our bodies to their present day, because we are affair to put work in to achieve something that seems unattainable. We have been designed to work, and even work hard, but the feeling of pain causes us to not achieve and grows fear, justification, and lack of motivation to try or explore something that might help us in our goals. There is a time and place for leisure and rest. But there should be some pain to help us travel to those outcomes and help us to achieve health.

Criticism may not be agreeable, but it is necessary. It fulfils the same function as pain in the human body. It calls attention to an unhealthy state of things. ~ Winston Churchill

Holiday Life

Time... energy, I wish I had both of them at the same time. That is what is needed for a blog. Or maybe it is the creativity and need to write things down. I have spent the last week on holidays. Christmas holidays to be specific. We have done many things and hung out with lots of people but nothing has grabbed my inspiration to write something awesome, cool, fictional with a splash of sarcasm. I guess it has just been a great time with family doing what seems to be nothing. We are not stuck down with the day to day tasks of working, school, making lunches, reading with the kids, signing papers, going to weekly programs, and doing all the other stuff to survive the day, week, month, and year. I wish I could capture that time, moment, mind set, to just be in every moment and taking in all the sounds, sights, and smells, with out neglecting the sight for future enjoyments and requirements. People intrigue me. I enjoy watching them. Observing them. I admit that most of my learning in life has been from the good or bad choices people have made in their life. Does this make me prone from bad mistakes... choices, no not at all. Does this make me perfect.... no not at all... and I am glad for that. I would not be able to learn from mine and others mistakes if that were the case. I would not work at being a better husband and father. At trying to improve at riding my bike faster and harder up hills. And take the time to improve my skills and treatment of patients in my work as a dental hygienist. Wow for having no energy or writing fancy the words have come and fallen from my fingers. Now to bed.