Eye Candy

Like. Curb appeal, it may get you in the door.

Like. Beauty, it may get you in the door.

Like. Twinkling stars and colorful lights, it may get you in the door.

Once the excitement of the moment has passed.

What gets us on the straight and narrow path?

Today. Of all days is a, the and sometimes, a new beginning of resolutions and promises, coaxes and constant displays of our ongoing weaknesses.

Wet January.

Dry January.

Low sugar.

No sugar.

Cut sugar in half.

Don’t eat meat.

Do eat meat.

Dont’ eat chips.

Do eat chips. 🖋️

What gets us to the end of the line?

To the end of our goal?…. A doctor? A lawyer?A candlestick maker? Our friend? Our neighbor? The bus driver?The train conductor? The enemy?

What about the one person we forget to think and thank on this day of all days?

One self. The self. Me. Myself, And I.

Thank ourselves? Sounds so—selfish. No. Not really. Thank our lucky stars we did everything in our power to change a narrative that kept blinding us like the eye candy and beauty and the colorful sparkly lights—right smack dab in our own face.

Hey. Admit it. It does beg a question. If we like, even love beauty and eye candy and grand mansion of awe so much, AND we like, even love looking the the mirror so much. How come we do not dig ever deeper into another person’s soul. To really get to the bottom of their recesses and figure out what matters to him or her. Their life.

WITHOUT changing their personhood, of course. We can manipulate media “darlings” any which way and loose. In the end. It makes little to no difference who sues who. dragging someone through the mud is dragging someone through the mud. Playing out the deficits of another with “transparency” is becoming a little bit like the watered down scotch—not so “neat” or “tasty” after all the corks have been opened, libations popped and celebrated with the fireworks and the hangovers.

Resolutions. Scmechsolutions.

In your humble opinion. What does it take for you. For YOU. To carry out a good resolution? A friend. An enemy? A belief. A belief in someone or something greater than yourself. A song? A sport? A story of old? A story of new?

How about: Character.

Not A Character. In jest we sometimes call another person a “character” (Example: Mickey, Minny, Batman, Robin and Scoobie, Scoobie Doo)

Excitement? At the start of a new year and the end of the “same old same old” (lk)

A little bit of excitement helps. But it does not lay or lie the foundation of the truth over the lie and spoken or published lies…. 😳(Checking to see if you are paying attention, listening.)

Character is the ability to carry out a good resolution long after the excitement of the moment has passed.

We should listen, really listen to one another. (pf) When we listen, we hear. Sounds rather elementary, right? Great men have told us over and over about listening and hearing. The opposite of mumbling and grumbling. We listen best with a wide open heart.

Not to squash another like the bug we think they are. But by the winner, winner, chicken dinner we hope does not nail us down due to the so called bird flu of the day. The moment of bugdom destined to appear and go on and on. Gotta remember, the fear mongerers, sore losers fight in nepharious ways. Scare tactics galore. Keeping the peons looking over the shoulder in ways and means of “opportunity.” All at the fear mongerers candied hands, of course. After all. They are more important, right?

Wrong.

Eye candy comes along. And we cannot get over ourselves. The infatuation, the late night calls, the batted eye lids of regard all while bull dozing over those “others” in the orbit. Bulldozing with ignorance and stupidity.

Is “it” do-able for the long haul? Safe to say: Nope. The resulting result is slammed doors in the faces of loved ones when we cannot face our self in the eye candied mirror of our self inflated egos. When the slammed door fails, we resort to locked doors behind the person who just walked out as a sign of, “Don’t come back.” I cannot bear to hear what I have done to you in a moment of heated passion of looking in the mirror.

It gets tiring. Exhausting, even. To be in a constant state of existence and the flux of persons falling all over another person.

Eye Candy + Curb Appeal= Shallow waters of reality.

So. What to do. In the heat of a passion filled moment? We begin to doubt our own greater good and jump on the beauty bandwagon thinking this is the only way to go. The only way to drive.

This time of year, we revel in what is beautiful and exciting and wonderful. We oftentimes forget what is the most important.

Listening.

Hearing.

And

No mumbling and grumbling.

It is so much better to finally admit our faults and failings then to hide behind the conditional conditions of someone else’s.

The pay off or payback—depending upon your motivations, intentions and goals—the pay off or payback does not come in the form of the green back or bitty-coins. The beauty comes in the form of not selling the soul, yours, or anyone else’s.

Character is the ability to carry out a good resolution long after the excitement of the moment has passed.

Yes.

Listening.

Hearing.

Caring.

The trifecta of what is good and true and truth.

Yes. Roadblocks appear that will test our ability and abilities to grow. To resolutely carry our our resolution. Fear hops on board and sticks to the bottom, like chewed gum sticks on a shoe. Needing only a knife to scrape off all of the germs.🦠

Ick.

Instead of resolving, we then resort and go so far as to tempt fate.

Not smart.

Not a good way to start a beautiful and truth-filled new year of facing our own weaknesses.

We all got ‘em. Weaknesses. The so called “smart” exploit them and bring the so called “weak” to their knees. In ways large and small and explanatory and false.

We do not always recognize it in the moment.

Which brings the point to the forefront—and out in the open-faced candied wounds of the ugly-hearted. It brings the point loud and clear.

Some beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Some beauty is in the heart of the holder.

As the new years takes off with excitement and energy.

Whose eye candy will you be holding in your hand, heart or mind?