The Big Question

WordPress Daily Prompters are wondering: How important is spirituality in your life?

Field with Young Trees in the Foreground
Piet Mondrianc. 1907

If it weren’t for Gods and Devils,

if I lived a life where I didn’t believe in a Heaven or Hell, as a person I would be as colorless as a McDonald’s Happy Meal Box that your kids drop in the backseat floor of your car and ‘forget’ to throw away.

Suffice it to say that my  faith in the Heavens and The Hell where spirits go to meet their reward is iron clad. You can’t reason me away from my beliefs.

I am a true believer.

Photographer Unknown

You see, if I hadn’t feasted on the stories in the Bible about the Horseman Of the Apocalypse, if I had not read word for word and taken in the images of the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah and seen in my mind’s eye Lot’s wife being turned into salt, heard the cries of the people begging for their lives as Noah sailed away and left them to drown and watched in one nightmare after another as Caine murdered his own brother in cold blood under the watchful eye of an angry God and then LIED to that God about what he had done,  then I would probably not be the writer I am today.

I should probably add here that I have absolutely  taken seriously and learned stories from many religions and other belief systems.

My reason for this respect in Spirituality is  pure in it’s simplicity: Religions and spirituality bring a lot of positive into the world- on the other hand they bring along a lot of horror stories that are unsurpassed. Most of them were the birth place of horrific demons, monsters and twisted human souls that most horror writers, to this day riff on.

Adam Burke: Ghosts of the Anthropocene

I like being a writer. I like it alot and I consider my love of writing to be a gift from Heaven and I am grateful…  of course at other times I do wonder  if that might not be entirely true and as it stands I am good with that.

Like I said.

I am a True Believer.

Lucifer by Franz von Stuck

Step Away From The Credit Card WordPress

This is copy of a painting by Leonardo da Vinci in the Louvre (inv. 775) which is dated to 1513-1516, at the end of the artist’s career. Scholars are now considering the possibility that the Walters’ version was actually executed at the same time, alongside the original. As in the original, the Baptist wears a leopard skin, usually considered an attribute of Bacchus.

My Great Grandmother used to indulge in ” wooden swearing ”

Instead of saying things like ” Bull$#@! ” or as we say nowadays, ” that is F&^%ED up ”

she would say:

“Fiddlesticks!”

My Great Grandmother was the tallest woman I have ever known, people were scared silly of her and when she got mad she’d give you the side eye, but the eye that she narrowed would be the one farthest from your face and that was just kind of creepy looking.

What I am getting at is, I have mastered the use of the word ” Fiddlesticks ” and I only use it when I am ready to fill the ozone with jet streams of profanity. Believe it or not that doesn’t happen a lot.

And then today happened.

 

Today as I was cruising around my homepage for wordpress news,  I saw a promo for what  WordPress called ” blaze ” and according to the promo for five dollars a day I could promote content from my blog across a bigger Universe.

I am already paying through the nose for WordPress’  ” Business Plan ” and I should say now, my  blog doesn’t pay for itself. I pay for their Cadillac plan so I can store lots of media and have access to the old WordPress format. I don’t like the new format  because it slows me down when I’m writing and I don’t want to slow down so that I can catch up with the new format.

So when I saw that ad, and for WordPresses’  pitch to get more money out of me I gave my computer screen Nan’s side eye. Then I gritted my teeth and said-

“FIDDLESTICKS.”

 

RDP Monday: Fiddlesticks

My Happy Place

WP Prompters asked, how do I practice self-care.

Easy. I go to my Happy Place and this is how I get there:

AI Artwork- Artist Unknown

There are times

for me

when it is to hard to laugh

it is impossible to smile

and my heart is still and heavy in my chest.

 

You may wonder,

 

how do I  find my way of that

dark state I traveled too, stumbled upon

without a map, GPS or even the Stars

in the Heavens to guide me home?

 

Come closer, just here, step a bit closer

and I will whisper my secret in your ear-

I am in no hurry to leave now that you are here

to keep me company in this darkness and despair

 

So.

 

Make yourself comfortable. I think we will both be here for awhile.

The view as  you will see,  is to die for.

Look At it This Way

Call me odd, but I think these illustrations better represent these fairytale characters then the ones we are accustomed to:

She lured men up to her room and then and as they began their climb up the outside wall because there was no door-

they all plunged to their deaths just as they reached her window.

As we know, it was a very tall tower and it was surrounded by sticker bushes.

Rapunzel and her family claimed that an Evil Witch was was responsible for all of those deaths.

Good story Rapunzel. You ought to write it down, you’d make a fortune…oh wait.

 

What would drive a man to kiss a corpse?

She’s enchanted and she’s only sleeping they claimed.

Sleeping Beauty was a zombie says I: