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Freedom is not free.
Nothing in this great big world, our great big life is guaranteed.
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
The Human Touch
By: Spencer Michael Free
’Tis the human touch in this world that counts,
The touch of your hand and mind,
Which means far more to the fainting heart
Than shelter and bread and wine;
For shelter is gone when the night is o’er,
And bread lasts only a day,
But the touch of the hand and the sound of the voice
Sing on in the soul alway
All friendships have their ups and downs.(wjb)
Some grow cold.
Polar-like cold.
Dead-like cold.
Cold to the bone cold.
Cuts to the bone cold.
Bone chilling.
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Bigger isn’t always better.
Bigger isn’t always worse.
Turning the heat up is not an option.
Learning to put aside disagreements makes companionship long-lasting.
Genuine friendship reminds us that friendship is about the closeness of hands, hearts, and souls.(wjb)
Hands. Hearts. Souls.
For the weak, for the weary, soul-wise—
This is a rather tall order.
Like-minded individuals are the comrades we can only we meet, hope for—in this big, cold world. Walking a mile with our comrade is not what we may think, know, sometimes.
Freedom is not free.
Devotion to something greater is freedom.
Free to be. You and Me.
But how do we get to there?
From here?
Great question.
Good question.
When you know the answer, please let me know.
I have a desire to improve.
Sometimes, the toughest words to hear, are the bestest 😊 ones to know.
To get ahead in this great big world, we may take the alternative approach. Lie. Cheat. Steal. Explain it all away.
Denying it is still lieing, cheating, stealing, explaining it all away.
To face the God’s honest truth becomes the lesson in pain we try to escape.
And we realize one day, we were wrong. So wrong. So dead cold wrong.
The Big Chill.
We may think, the way to go is the bad way, the wrong way, the most dis honest of ways. Wait for the ball to drop…..on someone else’s, head, someone else’s life.
Laugh it all away. Like they and their life are,
nothing.
Don’t matter.
Less than
No one likes to hear bad news.
Many persons are addicted to it though.
Cannot put it down.
The death. Destruction.
of another.
Some are compelled to stare at the bad news, all day.
They cannot,
Take it away from their face.
Intoxicating.
It becomes too “intoxicating.”
Not to.
Put it down.
The first thing they do not say or think is, “Good morning” to self, to others.
The second thing is to choose to “look away” from the madness, the destruction.
Saturation.
Another’s misfortune becomes the blood, sweat and tears.
No, of course, not of me.
Of you.
I will sit back and enjoy the ride.
Of your story.
On your back.
With very little to show, for my efforts. Which by the way are buried downward, in my hand, with my eyes scanning the never ending……stories of saturation destruction.
Hands. Hearts. Souls.
Should you have the opportunity of a lifetime. That is, to extend your hand, heart and soul to and of another.
Life is good.
Should you have the opportunity of a lifetime. That is, to extend your hand, heart and soul to walk the walk of and with another.
Life is good.
Should you have the opportunity of a lifetime. That is, to extend your hand, heart and soul to help another see what they may not or cannot see.
Life is good.
Otherwise, life can be a polarizing chill of frozen coldness.
The Big Chill.
Devotion to someone and something greater than ourselves.
The tendency can be to “just do it”, because it feels good.
Actually. Oftentimes. It feels lousy. To fail another.
We all do it.
Doesn’t make it right, though.
Hands. Hearts. Souls.
Division is not good. For the hands, hearts and souls. It restricts. It is extreme. It causes,
The Big Chill.
Conflicting or contrasting opinions…. healthfully conducted.
Is healthy. When not,
The Big Chill.
Causes light to move in only one direction. And, lest you are a cautious and careful individual, the light may turn off,
On you.
RESULT: You knee cap yourself. The inability to help one another is,
Gone.
The Big Chill.
In many disciplines, polarization is a tendency.
Polarization is a tendency to be located to one of the opposing ends of a continuum.
CAUTION:
ALERT:
Tendencies. We all have them, to varying degrees of variations.
Theories abound and so called models try to explain, and explain away the variations. Gradual quantitative transitions without abrupt changes or discontinuities. In contrast categorical theories or models also explain, and explain away the variations using qualitative different states. (wk)
How?
Measurement.
It applies to us all.
It is, not however, used as a weapon, by all.
There is much to be said, dialectically.🙂
The ultimate tongue twisters🌪️🌪️of our times. Current events. Current times. Truly unbelievable.
Leaves the best of us to be tongue tied.
For sure.
Unable to just,
”Do it.”
”How now brown cow, grazing in the green, green grass.”
”Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.🌶️ “
”She sell seashells by the sea shore.”
”Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear…..”
”Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.”
😳🫨🌪️🙏🏻
”A big black bug bit a big black bear.”
”A flea and a fly flew up in a flue.”
”A happy hippo hopped and hiccupped.”
”A noisy noise annoys an oyster.”
”An ape hates grape cakes.”
Finally: “Betty bought butter, but the butter was bitter, so Betty bought better butter to make the bitter butter better.”
😂🤣LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLO
The Big Chill.
Is in (and on) the works. By some. Not so, for others. Polarization.
The Big Chill.
With a brother, there is a warmth that is seldom ever spoken.
A tongue twister never to be.
With a brother, there is a warmth that is seldom ever spoken.
A tongue twister never to be.
Hands. Hearts. Souls.
It matters.
For those who may never believe:
May be the ones to choke on their own words.
To gag on their own cries, their own tears.
And to trip all over themselves because they failed to walk the walk with another.
🌪️🌪️
The Big Chill.
The Polarizing Chill.
🌪️🌪️
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