Caught. Looking through a peep hole?…….No. Not me, You?

Science. Schmience.

Celesital. Cellestual.

Potatoe. Potato.

Tomatoe. Tomato.

Ugh.

Hey. Creep.

Will you be one of the many, or none of the few?

Some of them. None of them.

Who venture out to “take a peak?”

At the celestial happening to occur next week.

Some time.

On the 8th of this month.

The total eclipse of the sun.

Weirdo.

When?

Not sure.

But. Science said it is to “happen.”

Accountability is no where to be “found” on your radar.

But is constantly on someone’s. Radar.

My radar. Is quite sensitive. How is yours?

If this upcoming event is “”all that”, for you.

It is will sadness and aplomb that I feel for you and yours.

And.

I prefer. To stand alone. In the dark.

And. Refuse to join in the rat race. Of potential lies and deceptive maladaptations of here to there mentalities.

It wasn’t that I didn’t go to bat,

For you. For them. For the cause.

But hey.

There is only so much a person can or is willing to “take”.

Before the celestial particled dirt and particles blew into and were rubbed too hard. In the face.

Gross.

And.

Yuck.

And.

Ouch.

No one. NO ONE. Readily admits they did not see it. Did not see it coming, Never saw it coming. Some bed fellows make really strange bed fellows. And. It can be creepy. Really creepy.

Whatever spectrum one may think they are on.

Distress and disability render us all.

The same.

Babbling and blabbing.

Your blabbing is not my blabbing.

Etcetera. etcetera.

Some folks have just never been told,

”No.” (jm)

And when they are. There are a number of deceptive ways to get a “meal on the table”. However. Once it is . Who will cough it up when the bill comes due…..

Cannot find the wallet, huh?

I though not.

This whole oober way and amazonning it and of bringing “it” to you is backfiring in monumental ways. In a couch potato-way.

Privately. Anyway.

Extra teressterally. (Please do not take off for spelling).

I did try to “sound it out.”

But to no avail.

Whem the mumbling and grumbling carries on.

What to do? What to do?

I know. Because. Have been doing this stuff. For decades.

Sorry.

If that catches you. Off base. Short.

Nothing new here. For me.

LEFTOVERS.🧆

Spaghetti always tastes better the second time around.🙂.

It really does!

The meatballs have disappeared, however.

Sorry. Now.

Back to the peep hole.

Why?

Look at the sky at and for the next coming? Of the ages.

When “it” is there.

Right in front of your face.

And. Ya just didn’t see it.

Or. Look for it. Properly.

Everything seemed, well, so

”Fine.”

Accountability renders us all unable.

Not disabled.

Unable to make sense of the madness.

Adaptive.

Malware.

Adaptations.

Adaptively speaking.

Or.

Not.

Speaking.

Because speechless is the goal.

For some.

Silence, is too.

Able-istic.

Heartbreakingly so.

Why? Look up to the elliptical and expect “magic”.

Magical machinations. Here. There. Everywhere.

Up. Down. Back. Forth.

Why rely on a machine? The machine. The machines.

The ole ticker, knows better.

Knows better.

Really.

The answer.

Is.

Up. There in the sky.

But.

Not through a peep hole.😎

But. Have fun!

And.

Have fun.

Out there amongst the glasses and the glasses hoping to see a phenomenon.

The real phenomenon awaits you.

When you are ready🤣

Light in your life?

Love in the dark?

Red light.

Blue light.

Sun light.

Moon light.

Light up.

Smoke ‘em if ya got ‘em.

To numb the numb.

Bumb the bumb.

The ultimate smoke.

The calm before the battle.

The battle of the wills.

Phobo

Or

Phobia

The devil is in the details.

And.

We.

Collectively.

For certain, are dancing with the devil in ways unimaginable.

Or.

We never thought we would be.

It may be called a cat walk

It may be called a side walk.

Either way.

When it is your turn to,

Walk.

Will you?

Walk?

The walk.

Or.

Just.

Walk.

How simple.

Becomes complicated.

Is the same as the babbling and mumbling, stumbling, grumbling of him, or her or it.

The answer does not lie in the elliptical elliptical nature of nature.

Really.

Its in. About.

What you value.

Yes.

Feelings of fear and panic.

Befall us all.

Dread.

Terror.

Are all a part of the program.

Namesake. Namesakes. For goodness sake.

Do your part.

Phobos. Deimos. They step it up.

In ways. Big and small.

With

Steadfast and with due diligence.🙂

The personification of fears and phobias may be,

You.

With.

Too much time on your hands.

It’s ticking away from you.

Fast.

Loudly.

Slowly.

Instead.

Listen to your own ticker.

The barometer of all barometers.

It never lies. If it did. You’d surely be dead.

Have been dead a long time ago.

Assisted in the department of Deimos?

Actually. On the contrary.

A heart.

The heart.

A strong and beating one.

Not a ticking time bomb of fear and doubt.

At this point in time, pre-eclipse.

It seldom matters if it is ration or irrational.

Psychological warfare seldom recognizes the giant bruise to be noticed and repaired.

Bruises. The ache. Tend to fade away slowly, as the pain does too.

No quick fix.

No bomb of magical potions to set the stage. Set on the stage.

Stage the scene.

Of your destruction.

For goodness sake.

For namesake.

A name is not just a name.

It can be a lineage.

Of burden.

Or.

It can be a testament.

A testimony of love and truth.

Flexible.

Inflexible.

And everything orbiting around it.

Love.

And.

Truth.

In time. The unpacking can be attributed to natural or man-made.

With something of ration, in the middle.

It takes time.

It takes your time.

It takes my time.

Distress

Disability.

May be a part of the package.

Ableism, too.

Enablism. Your call.

Sounds good?

Maybe so.

Looks good.

Maybe so, too.

There is justice in the sake of a name.

Depends on how one looks at it😎.

In the end.

The journey is the process.

It is a process.

A complicated one.

Will you be able to take it?

To stand it?

To stand up for it?

When it crosses your path?

Alexander. The Great. His hand was upon and in it all.

He is, indeed. Great. A great human.

Samuel 16:7 “Don’t judge. By his appearance or height, for I have rejected him. The Lord doesn’t see things the way you see them. People judge. By outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.”

Enjoy. The light. In the sky.

It has always been there.

Perhaps you just never noticed it.