I am starting the month of May with something on the lighter side. After being inundated with issues over communication...not to mention plagued with being sick of the fear factory (AKA the media at large, the WHO, governments who want their own share of fear generating media, the economy,
the this and
that crisis of the moment; to include global warming, global sickness, global starvation, global economic meltdowns, bombings, suicides, etc. etc.)...
I HAVE FINALLY SAID IT IS ENOUGH! I didn't realize how badly I needed to laugh. I am personally worn out. Fear kills. I am personally sick of all of the things that MIGHT happen. I might die tomorrow...I might die in 100 years being the oldest person on the planet. I don't know what may or may not happen...and I believe that is a good thing. So, I am going about the business I know best...and that is being exactly who I am and having my own little fear rebellion. I am going to focus on the only thing I can focus on...and that is my own little world. The only place where I can make any difference.
We can't change anything in a life position of fear. It is one thing I have always known and lived by...and for a moment...namely this week...I had temporary amnesia...and started to get caught up in this webbed world of having to know...only to find this disruption in my life. Venting over with. Advice is not being dispensed...I am declaring my personal state of being passionately disaffected. My self-talk, "Control is within your span of control...and quit feeling helpless about things that are outside of your control."
So I once again could open my eyes and find this for your viewing pleasure. Graphic Tees are often amusing for me. Korean graphic tees are even more so. Often the messages are not what is intended. Often the messages are confusing. Often the messages can make me smile in my foulest of moods.
This one is a classic on writing...the image and the words have nothing to do with writing. "
Writing...if you show me real love baby, I'll show you mine...I can make you nice and naughty"
Go ahead...laugh. Didn't that feel good??
Go ahead...laugh. Didn't that feel good??
4 comments:
Marilyn,
The tee shirt was funny and thanks for the laugh!
I have to agree with you. This week has been filled with all of this fear mongering and it caused my younger daughter to go into hiding from the world. She kept telling me we were all doomed and my older daughter who has health anxiety started buying ridiculous amounts of stuff we didn't need.:) Luckily she canceled it all when she came to her senses. They have hyped this "swine flu" thing here so much. When you read what really happened it isn't so bad. Just remember to wash your hands and take vitamins. I do that all the time.:) Did you see my blog about that?
The reality of this H1N1 virus is that it is more or less the same kind of virus that rolls around every flu season...except that the deaths associated with this one weren't the very young and the very elderly...so PANIC.
Yes...be clean and healthy and have common sense.
Is that too much to ask? Apparently, it can be...
A ho! I really agree with you. Fear is NOT the solution. The T shirt is hilarious! I live in Mexico and I think we receive many Korean-Chinese-Japanese T shirt rejects with funny words that don´t match the pictures as well. I used to keep notes on these. Maybe time to pick it up again! Thanks for the reminder about laughter, I DID enjoy the laugh. I invite you to check out my blog at www.lifeworksvideo.com/blog. I do not have the FB address to it right now. Maybe you can discover it and follow my blog, if you feel drawn! All the best, Robin Gate
Robin, so glad to hear from you at ground zero! I was wondering when I would hear from someone in Mexico. Yes, this has become a hobby of mine...kind of like the segment from the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson (Jay Leno tried to replicate...just couldn't equate to the master) when people would send in misprints from newspapers...
Ah, now we have graphic T-shirts to replace newspapers...well, and the internet...
All the best to you Robin...
Marilyn
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