Ping!
Look at me!
See me!
Hear me!
Ping!
Your news!
Your ads!
Your games!
Ping!
Listen to me!
See the news!
My propaganda!
Fake news!
You can’t loose!
You choose!
Ping!
Gambling!
Scams!
Tax dodges!
Ping!
Pavlovian!
Your phone!
Tag: Thinking
My poor stats!
Walking with my friend and with my hubby every day is tiring and by the time I come back and get through college work, then I don’t have as much time to blog here.
I still enjoy blogging, I’m trying to share more art, but perhaps I need to write a few more things? I hope I haven’t disappointed anyone following me. I want to entertain and inform if I can… See you tomorrow!
Don’t cry…
Don’t cry for those that are gone. They cannot feel your tears. Wherever they are they can’t hear you. Remember them but don’t cry. Cry for the living, cry for those that have lost loved ones, talk to them about their loss. Don’t stay quiet and hope it will be OK. They need your words of solace.
And don’t forget the poor, the ill and the starving. The ones that are always forgotten. Take care of them, support them. Help them where you can. One day you will be gone too, but others will still be here. Then hope they get help too from others. So life supports life. And share love.
Taking a walk
I only did a short walk of two and a half miles today. But in my defence my knees and feet are sore and I still walked uphill. I’m on day 33 of my #100daywalkingchallenge, basically about a third of the way through it. I’ve learnt that five miles is about my limit at the moment. Going uphill is somehow easier on my knees than walking downhill. I’ve managed to jog slightly. I like watching the world change as the days lengthen (but are getting colder again). That it’s easier to do two short walks than one long one. And that I can manage without travelling miles in the car as long as I get out and about (oh, and with the car door playing up, so I can’t always unlock it from the outside, it’s a good job I can walk!)
Not keeping up
So much to read, do, think about. My blog is suffering, I’m out walking a lot more, and tired out when I get back. So I sit and rest. I can’t keep track. Emails, posts, lectures, reviewing, learning, tired.
Can I do it? Can I keep going? I’m hoping as I get fitter I will be able to catch up and do more. Don’t ask me to add to my burden, I don’t think I can take on more. Had my first good night’s sleep for a month last night, but I’m still tired.
Will I do it?
Another day, 14 so far, will I be able to do #100daywalkingchallenge? What happens when I get there, or trip up and twist an ankle. I hope I can be determined enough. My mind seems to be getting into a walking gear, I’m not as scared of walking as I was. I used to think walking a few hundred yards was hard. The best thing I did was to decide to walk up our steep hill on most walks, get the hard effort done at the start… It really helped me, getting through the pain… I might not be doing 10000 steps, but I’m doing my best!
Shibboleth
shibboleth
/ˈʃɪbəlɛθ/
noun
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a custom, principle, or belief distinguishing a particular class or group of people, especially a long-standing one regarded as outmoded or no longer important.“the majority, under the influence of vague nineteenth-century shibboleths, understood him to be associating himself with the doctrine that every nation has a right to be a sovereign state”
My hubby used this word, so I asked him what it meant. He said something vague then said ‘look it up, I’m not sure’ so I did!
I’m not sure I’d ever dare use a word like that!
Another prompt
Laboratory was the #30daysketchbookchallenge for today. I decided to draw some glass vessels full of coloured liquids. I suppose that’s the stereotypical image people have of the equipment in laboratories, but they come in all sorts of types, for physics, chemistry, biology, geology, archeology, with lasers, scanning electron microscopes, x-ray machines, burettes and pipettes….. So much to find out about the world around us…
Stone monoliths
Playing with an ink roller that you would use to cover over your address on documents and used soft pencil on top…. Stones, posted in a page on Facebook about Grayson Perry’s Art club…
Thoughts?
I just saw this meme or whatever it is on Facebook and had to ‘borrow’ it. It was actually on someone’s memories from four years ago but it was spoken by Tom Baker as The Doctor as it says in 1977. Perhaps he, or the writer of the episode had time travelled to the twenty first century. Of course George Orwell came to much the same conclusions in his novel 1984. (Which was actually written in 1948).
Fake News or propaganda is everywhere. I just think we should be more cautious about what appears on the Internet…..
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