I know I remember getting an annual physical where the provider would listen to my heart, look down my throat, in my ears, and in my eyes. Instead I get the back of a head looking at a list of things on a computer that have been prescribed for me to swallow; with out ever listening to my heart, looking down my throat, in my ears, and in my eyes by their predecessor a year ago who has now moved on to greener pastures
This all after a gruff and unceremonious greeting of, “Why are you here.”
No concern for what concerns me but a strange obsession about one thing that has to do with:
That being, why haven’t I gone and gotten a camera up my keyster as the predecessor had referred me to do.
I know. I know. Research shows that research is right about doing this at a certain age. Never mind there are not now, nor ever been any issues for me while taking a:
But as a layman I am comfortable in the knowledge that on the whole most of us know:
While those that are sure that they know all there is to know about a thing with out listening to the heart, looking down the throat, in the ears, and in the eyes truly do know:
So many expectations . Such little time. The whole world is blustering with great expectations. Perhaps one of the most pernicious is what I expect is the same that you expect. All tidily wrapped up in that ancient pearl, “Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do unto You.”
The seekers friend can expound ad nauseum on different cultures and different takes, but it all boils down to expectation.
One of my faves is:
“Never impose on others what you would not choose for yourself.” — Confucius(c. 500 BC)
I expect you to remember that.
I like this because it does not expect you to know and to do unto me what I want done unto me. If I want something I will ask. As my mother would so eloquently state, “I am not a mind reader.” But if I did ask for something she would quickly append that with, ” How can you ask for more than you are already getting, cause that is all you are getting and there ain’t no more. Selfish selfish child. Now go play in traffic and don’t come back until the street lights are on ( an ambiguous and inaccurate way to tell time in an urban setting at best) and not a minute later.” But she had her expectations too. The ones a child spends a lifetime learning about the hard way.
Well so much for my childhood scars. Not a path I expected to divert down in the posting.
Now to Confy. I guess since there are some wacky people out there who like to have some wacky things done to them I expect some clear communication between all participating parties with no fear of hurt feelings, reprimands, and or death sentences imposed for a mere suggestion of and communication of said wackiness. “Good luck with that.” Even if Confy didn’t say that I just did.
I close with a wise saying from the only POTUS never to be POTUS taken from his book of wise sayings:
There are things to discover all around us at all times. Discovery just has to find us looking.
It’s a variation on a theme I had someone read to me out of a self help tome. Written by someone about how to succeed, which had alluded them until they had written said tome and sold it to the hoi polloi for a buck three eighty a pop.
Perhaps it was in that book about the importance of a getting a good nights sleep that my helpful self help reader stayed up all night reading. Or perhaps it was in one of the many multitude of treatises about the laws of attraction. Although I surmise the laws of refraction may be more apropos and accurate.
So as we prepare to move forward into misty realm of magical thinking, I hope all will discover peace, harmony, and comfort over this Christmas season within themselves others.
Folly is such a fun word. I mean who doesn’t enjoy a spirited game of Folly Ball. Looking forward to having a Folly Folly Christmas this year with Folly Ole St Nick.
St. Nick uses reindeer power as opposed to Fulton’s Folly which ushered in the age of our Fossil Fuel Folly of believing there is an infinite supply of things to burn on our decidedly and well mapped finite planet. What’s done is done but we are only follying ourselves thinking otherwise.
Of course McCain’s Folly (a.k.a. matriarch of the one time first family of Seward’s Folly) does not believe in such things, nor other things from her progeny’s prodigious folly of taking “Cheaper By The Dozen” as a guide to Folly Planning.
So in life one mans folly is another mans floor, and where there is folly there is money to be made. It is no folly to think that someone is making folding folly somewhere off of our Founding Fathers Folly’s and Foibles. The ofttimes suspected , never directly addressed Electoral Folly.
In closing allow me to digress to youthful budding folly becoming full bloom folly. As a young man at the office Folliday Party I learned of a particular moral weakness I have. Blow in my ear and I’ll folly you anywhere. She did, I did, and Holiday Folliness Abounded. Apparently I am not alone in my countrymen and women in my susceptibility to melting into a puddle of folly after getting my ear blown.
So as we Deck the halls with boughs of Folly lets all sing together….