Displaced
No issues really. Just a passing thought. Best to maintain semi-detachment and when the bad happens, it is easier to denounce that nagging spiral of thoughts. I find it wholly ironic that the same thing we refuse to delve into, seeks constant regurgitation in the mind. But the most beautiful thing is He can reduce that dissonance, and soon it will dissipate. It frees the psyche, bigtime. :)
Its not that everything has been going well. Some has not. But you know the 80-20 rule. 20% of all summated occurences are negative, unfortunately a 80% of the mood is dwelling upon it. Maybe this doesnt work for everybody, but that gross imbalance needs to be tweaked.
I saw a homeless old man and he lugs a ricketty radio around. It was blasting tunes as old as time, and just jarring against the present. It's extremely sad. That as life blooms for some, life is gloomy for others. Was just sitting about 15 feet away and wondering what thoughts occupy his mind, and where does he stay at. Cause that glazed look in his eyes; doesn't seem to speak of bliss, it does however, like his radio, seem lost in time. Since then, i've seen him around a couple of times. Same spot, same radio, same position, expression, glazed off. What has life to offer him hence?
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