Thought for the Day

Energy put towards your true passion is never wasted.
                                                                            -Wise dude on Facebook.

A Fish Building in Hyderabad: Can't tell you why they did it, what's it's for, or who created it, but I figure if you are going to create a giant 13-story fish building without clear signage or seeming reason, you are probably following your passion.  And fish, my dear, was apparently hers or his.

Birds on a Wire (Aka: The Bob & Mary Sue Saga)

The highlight of my morning was when three green parrots landed on my cable wire veering from my left living room window and began to play out the ritual of greeting, squawking, and general grooming.  By the time two more arrived, I swear that the middle one was winking at me.  They canoodled, preened, prattled, and perched, and I caught it all in an amusing time sequence.  For those with children present, please avert their eyes: this is going to get a bit 'Discovery Channel' if you know what I mean...  But all in a good laugh, jah?

Hello, my name is Bobby.  And this here is Mary Sue.  We are pretending to not notice each other because of that awkward encounter last week.  Let's just say, it put my feathers in a ruffle, if you catch my drift.

I'm looking left.

And she's looking right.  I suppose we'll pretend that we don't recognize each other.  No biggie.

Oh no.  She's coming my way.  Abort mission.  Fly away!  Act excited.  No, act cool. 

She's into me.  That's right.  She's into me.

[Side Note: And that's when the viewer, silly human, began to feel a bit awkward (read: voyeuristic) herself.] 

Things got a bit ugly.  Things got a bit... real.

Yep.

I hope they stretched for yoga.

And this was pre-coffee.  Well played, sir, well played.

Mary Sue: Let's be civilized about this, Bob.

Bob: Giggity Giggity! 

(The bird's the word.  Hooha.)

To all, a merry morning, and a cheery, un-weary day.  May the little moments surprise you, and those awkward conversations... lead to something magical.  Like a bird stooped on your wire, in front of your window, or a happy coincidence that reignites old friends.  In the wise words of Bob, I beckon forth with, "Did you see that?  That's right.  She digs me."  I mean, "Act cool, Bob, act cool."

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the bugle call...

           Remembrance of things future/
                
                               Go Forth/

           before history changes everything.

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(This guy did, and look at him!)

Liberate your cool.

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                  Say no evil.
                                 Hear no evil.
                                                See no evil.
 

  And don't forget to say hello, because people, for the most part, are  good.

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Things can change in the blink of an eye/
                                                          

                                                           Who blinked?

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Hindu Temple's Pinnacle 

Need change?
Flip a coin.
Heads is Option A.
Tails is Option B.
While in the air,
Before looking at the way it lands,
Listen to what you hope for.
When you look at the captured coin,
How do you feel?
Was it the answer that you wanted?
If you are disappointed, go the other direction.
If you are happy, you'll know, within that very instant,
which way is the right way to go.
The coin is not the answer, but merely a tool,
enabling us to materialize what we had hoped for all along.


                                                                              
Some writers have talked about how the physical embodiment of a sacred sanctum
is a manifestation of the human body's exterior form:
the angles, elevations, and appendages
are a reflection of a larger, interior story of the worshiping masses
as well as an individual narrative of faith.
Think of the highest point on the building as a spinner, a grand coin capturer, that determines
the left and right of things: the cosmic balance of destiny.
Spin that coin and decide your fate.