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Visiting with my grandchildren reminded me that I don't have much of an imagination. In fact, I guess I don't have any. It's next to impossible for me to understand the fantasy stories that I read to my four year old grand daughter. Stories that I read one right after the other about magical dragons, oddly colored flying creatures, space beings, and talking plants and animals. And then taking her to the latest 3D movie about a beautiful lost princess with a head full of healing hair confused me even more.
Don't get me wrong, I love bonding with her and listening about an imaginary friend. But, I just don't understand it.
In Those Days, my interests were only in things like science, math or history. Real things, you know. When I had a dream it was never about things like flying carpets, horses with wings, or super heroes. Mine were about my family, people I knew, and visiting real places that I had read about in books. I had no fantasies, and no nightmares.
For me, things have not changed over the years. I know what is real and I have no use for that which is not. Real is reality and I respect it. At times, I fear reality but I don't hide from it. Rather than run, I confront it.
And I share it with my followers. So when you visit this site, you will only have a visit with reality. It is real here. Take it. Learn. Join in. But, if you want everything politically correct, green, or sugar coated, you'll have to go elsewhere.
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as odd as this may sound, i BELEIVE i am a tight-rope walker ~ unemployed for a long time, but i walk the ropes.
ReplyDeleteWhy are you saying this now? We always new you never had much of a imagination. But for your grandchilderns sake... just play along.
ReplyDeleteIf you need more therapy feel free to call me and we can talk about my rates!