Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Wet and Green, but Never Bored

It does appear as if autumn has arrived. The calendar may state that fall officially begins on September 22nd, but the Pacific Northwest has it's own calendar. Autumn has always been my favorite season; brisk enough to warrant a jacket. It's when I most prefer to walk in the woods. The smell of seasonal decay. The bustling about of animals and birds, preparing for the cold season. I've noticed over the years, that one can forecast a bitterly cold winter when the squirrels make their nests extra thick in preparation.

Last fall Colorado and Washington made news by being the first states to legalize the recreational use of marijuana. Recently President Obama and Attorney General Holder made it clear that the federal government had no intention of trampling on our liberties, as they are usually wont to do. The permission or lack thereof will not change my own attitudes, the green (not greed) is good, and if more folks just chill-axed with a joint once in a while the world at large would be a better place.

Like most folks, I am a human with many dimensions, but -- also like the majority of my peers -- I only reveal certain aspects to certain people. I have my Facebook friends, and my Tumblr followers. I have a few friends and acquaintances who might even check in on this blog once in a while. Each of my faces reveals something different about my varied consciousness. I don't lead secret lives, yet I self-censor myself depending on my surroundings. I have found that as I have gotten older (I'm not old yet, just older.) I want to be my true self more consistently. It's grows tiring to continually adjust my outer personality, depending on the company that surrounds me. Yes, sometimes I'm a bitter misanthropic isolationist. Sometimes I want to preach to the world that you're all out of your friggin' minds, but then I humbly realize that I am also of the world. I have my own (semi-frequent) moments of insanity, just like everybody else. Sometimes I hide it better, but sometimes my madness just bleeds out for everyone to witness.

It's just me folks. I've managed to stay out of jail over the years (except for that one night stint many years ago.) I've always done my best to be a kind of gentle soul, and I don't think my three marriages denies that attitude. I admitted to myself long ago that I'm the artistic type; a creative soul. My priorities run counter to society's standards. I know that it's more important to spend time with family and friends. Whenever I have a free moment, I relax outside observing nature, whether it be the stars above, or the spiders stringing webs across my path. I know what keeps me vital and progressing towards the next morning and I cherish those motivations, even though they may differ greatly from folks I know and love. All I ever ask is just accept me for who I am, or please....turn the channel.

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