FEELING LOW ORNERY& MEAN/NOT COMMUNICATING

Why?  Why is the first question you ask yourself. Then from there you be honest with yourself and answer your question. It is—only you who knows why you feel low-ornery & mean-so don’t punish yourself by way of not communicating with others.

Benny Means (Photo credit: Jason Means)

IS NOT COMMUNICATING WITH OTHERS A PUNISHMENT?

Yes it is-only you do not think it is—You probably believe you are freeing others by way of your mean old self by staying a lone.   This is a bad thing to do to yourself-you need now more than ever to talk–too anyone-but mainly your Loved one or ones.

communication (Photo credit: flavijus)

So you feel LOW-how low can you go? Is your head on your knees? What is running through your mind as you sit by yourself feeling low and ornery-you must be thinking something or brain dead—which in that case you  just lie in bed. Are you happy here and there or don’t dare to be happy? Do you hold in all your thoughts twisting them into night-mares as you live in your head? Well if you are still reading-you want the help.

If you feel mean is it that you don’t have or get what you want? This does cause people to get mad making them act mean-keeping them mean. Did you know you are acting upon thoughts you can’t find answers to? Do you know that some things just can’t be fixed or changed? Did you know if you search in your head coming out with-out results-that that is your answer-so you carry on with life and every thing around you.

Communicating Doors (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Communication is what keeps us human and a live-/-dead-beat. What? They call this a skill—communicating-why is it so hard to communicate? I will tell you—-It is hard to communicate at times because you have this feeling that the listener won’t like what you have to say-so you choose to say nothing at all–this is what gives you the feeling of low-ornery & mean.

The only cure is to communicate—just do your best speaking your mind in a suitable manner-honest—-You will feel better

English: Soldiers communicating via Heliograph (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

HAS THIS HAPPENED TO YOU-DON’T YOU JUST HATE IT WHEN

Don’t you just hate when you happen to be at somebody else’s home[who you do not know]just along for the ride sort of speak when you have to ask to use their bathroom-washroom-really badly but you don’t say you have to crap-you just ask to go–of course they say sure down the hall to the left—-and you go—Awe—relief-then you see there is no tissue-paper-sanitary-paper—TOILET-PAPER!-SO YOU DRAG YOUR ASS ACROSS THEIR CARPET–then run out the front door-I have-there was no way I was going to lick up all that shit–the way I figured it was-the lady could have told me no she had no paper of any kind-not to go in the house–nor did I have to be dragged from my house to the car to this house-I rest my case–has this happened to you?

Don’t you just hate it when you have to say something like[I don’t know what I was thinking] or [I don’t know why I was thinking] or [why was I even thinking that] or [I thought I was thinking].

Has this happened to you-i’m sure that it has–it happened to me just the other day–I don’t know what I was thinking when I thought it would be AWESOME to strip the bark from all the limbs that I cut of the Fir tree allowing in some breeze-awe so much cooler-but long limbs now needed to be bundled and tied-placed at the road for proper disposal-gone—but out of no where this thinking of de-barking all these limbs-hit me like a rock!—TIMBER–look out below.

To late-my thinking took over like a mad bull in heat stripping bark like tearing down the straight-a-way-gears full force-took over all other thinking-then it was not long after this illusion of naked wood hitting the markets-getting rich scheme-started to itch–causing all sorts of spiders and bugs to be crawling all over me-in my hair-up my snout-in my ears-then the smart part of my brain-asked my-not thinking-part of my brain–what were you thinking!

I am sure it has happened to you.

So I stopped my thinking-cleaned-up & painted the benches instead-smarter thinking.

 

IS BLOGGING WISE FOR IDIOTS “BYSANYAVERO-I’M JUST SAYING”

I was asked, “Why do people blog, why do i blog , why do idiots blog”.   This got me thinking. so i thought and said.

Blogging is considered to be a fun pass-time for zillions of people including idiots.

All bloggers like or Love to blog.

But for what reason they blog i can’t answer that.  Bloggers blog for their own fulfillment.

But for an idiot blogging is one of the smartest things they can do.

WHY?                        I will tell you.

As an idiot myself , blogging helps to clean out thoughts wandering around in my head. Once it is blogged i can move on to other invasions of thoughts. Blogging is a good pass time for me as i need to write.  Sometimes i think i was kissed at birth by to many muses . . .Ha   ha   funny joke, this only causes me to be the idiot i am. My mind rambles on at times and i can not get the stuff out fast enough.   But the stuff i do get out is a help on my brain. [If you know what i mean]. I’m just saying i could be standing in line at the grocery store and the only thing in my mind is a story! This causing me not to be very well focused as to what is going on around me, because i am in my head lost in a scenario killing or laughing or whatever the case may be.   Of course people are aware of my confusion and play along one may say . . .Sometimes i go days at a time locked in stories in my head and all i do is hide and write until i can not. The problem is i have things that i can not put in a blog and have to go days on end scribbling stories down on paper.  Then i have written article all over the place.  But that is mainly because i have to keep moving my work for this table to that spot or take it over there.   Frig.  Then i tend to lose things by putting them away for safe keeping. So . . .I would answer your question about,  is blogging wise for idiots,  to be yes.

That i blog.   Damn . . .Never mind!

I just realized even though i blog i still can not find where i blogged it or on which site. There for Is blogging wise for idiots? Doesn’t it all just depend on whether the idiot is a, {a what}, i can’t even think of a word to put down. How about calculated. Would an idiot even think to have a log-book saying where they put something and what they called it? I can not answer your question.

I’m just saying.

AT LEAST IT HELPS GET THINGS OUT AND OFF YOUR MIND

To blog that is.  So i will say yes to you.

Then the same person asked what do Idiots blog about?   What do you blog about?   Me?   I don’t know. Just stuff in my head.

THEDOGHOUSE IS BARKING AGAIN ABOUT THE NEW “ADD MEDIA”

IF YOU ARE A BLOGGER AND YOU LIKE TO PLACE PICTURES-Pictures that you took yourself then add to your computer that is.

The new “ADD MEDIA” is the place to go.

Once you understand how it works it is a blast to use, Quicker  way Faster. After my first  two attempts failed  me.

[As you know i do not have the brain compacity for understanding instructions]

But after understanding what this NEW  “Add media”  can do, I AM HOOKED.

Not only can i now just click click and click, it saves time by the minutes posting pictures instead of one at a time. [At least in my case].

But then again i am having a hard time of it getting at FRESH PICTURES. Retrieving one at a time, then going through all the pictures collected by “Add Media” to find the picture placed in this arrangement of used pictures.

There is a good possibility THEDOGHOUSE is barking for nothing again. Nothing new here. This old shaggy dog sniffs in the wrong shit at times. Just to prove it,  let’s go get a picture to post that i took today.

Look how easy that was.   Took about thirty-five seconds or less. ADD MEDIA? Your the best.

 

 

 

VANISHING THOUGHTS

Where do the thoughts in your mind go when they are disrupted, a thought storage bin or something there like that?

Hey where did that thought just go . . .Hey what was i thinking. What happened to that.

How do things just vanish in the first place.   Now you see it now you don’t. Pardon me? We look around wondering what went missing or was it even there. Faster than the eye. A snap of a twig. Just like that . . .Sam was gone. Now you see him standing from a squat following foot-prints, now you don’t.

Minutes before his vanishing another MORPHING happened miles away sending dangerous winds carrying in HOT WHITE needing to harbour into  HUMAN BEINGS or parish!

KA-BAM! Sam was gone. Not even a sign of his one shopping bag he was carrying was anywhere. La Poof!

Can we measure-thoughts-against-moving wind. Why not? Thoughts come and go like the wind.

Sam opened his eyes around two-twenty-seven in the afternoon. His first response was to take hold of his head.   With the right handing still holding the top side of his banging, pounding, brain,  Sam rolled up and out of bed, where he lay for a little over two hours.  Down by his feet, the very shopping bag, sat, just sitting.

Then he thought about the girl,  and where she might be. Then he thought he was up the  mountain, then he thought about foot-prints. But not for long . . .Sam was distracted by knockings about the cabin and went to see what was going on.  Crazy wind storm was tossing light weighted items about, picking up dirty placing it around.

Sam went through the cabin making sure all windows were closed. They were. Then he went back and picked up the shopping bag and took out the dress he chose for the girl, where ever she was.  He chose to buy her a nice red dress. Sam liked red. Red reminded him not only of the dead . . .Living people wore it. Red was a hard color to like coming from the army.  It took Sam a long time to get used to the color. Besides, one evening out with Steve they both watched  as  this real hot boom-shell of a woman, savvy into the establishment they were having a few drinks in.  And by the size of this girl Sam could tell she was going to look mighty fine.  Something like they say when women look as good going as they do coming.

Right now she is sleeping in the darkness of his cellar safe from any wind that may get into the place. Right now everything was pretty air tight. She woke! She need to feed.

TIME

Sometimes we reach a point in our lives and come to an understanding about what we are wasting our time on, after years of fighting to stay our battle rather to face it.

To come to this observation, knowing you just realized how you were living in your life, something there like that. {One could say},  Oh my God . . .I have been putting all my living days,  directed at you, not living in any other way . . .I have ignored life wasting precious time and years trying to figure out a way to get you to keep me, all the while you like me,  you do not,  want my stay.

WHY? Why do we waste time,  on or in LOVE,  when it is only a one way street!  Oh wait a minute . . .You know,  it is a one-way street,  as you know,  they do not have the same feelings for you,  as you, do for them. You both know it.

The problem is,  time is being wasted,  and you have no time for anything else,  is your proof right there. Why we, certain wondering-people,  waste this time,  is because,  we are consumed in time,  where we fear our time is running out, to have that Love or what ever we believe we need.

Sometimes when we hit the nail on the head, just in thinking other thoughts of the person you Love and their thoughts on the matter, telling you it can’t happen, that category containing all the unconformities come together . . .POW! . . .You are hit with the thought, what the hell am i doing . . .How long have i been wasting my time and theirs for that matter. What was i thinking . . .

• Have a life together?
• You ignore me . . .
• Why do i want to live with someone who has no time for me . .
• Holy cow . . .
• What is wrong with me and how come no one wants to keep me?

I am wasting all my time wanting to be Loved and kept by someone,  who has no time for me,  still,  for the second time around . . .I need help i have issues that must be dealt with by a professional head shrink . . .Now that will be time well spent, learning to understand yourself and others.

What about all the time wasted in your,  living life days,  on strange things, where, to other people, these strange things,  are nothing,  at all to deal with.  LUCKY them . . .

It is very HEALTHY to not to WORRY. Worry,  keeps you in a sick place in your mind, this place can kill you, it is called DEPRESSION . . .Depression is so very pleased you came to visit once again, but most happy, that,  this time,  you stayed for a few years while this depression feed,  off you,  staying alive.

Time,  is of the given gift of life, we, and only ourselves, need to learn how to use it, not let it slide by without a thought in a wind storm . . .We probably,  really,  aren’t listening anyway, to busy with depression chatting away it’s sad song of why and why nots.

It is time we learn depression hides it’s self well. May very well be hiding in your best friend or anyone one you know, your mom, dad, sibling . . .Depression can look you straight in the eyes and you can not see it.

TIME TO SEE DEPRESSION FOR WHAT IT REALLY IS>

SAD  EYES  LACK OF CARE  EATING BAD  SPEECH-LESS DIRTY  WORN

Time gives us plenty of time,  to get things done and move on to something else, anything else,  for that matter, rather,  harbour in seas of sadness, doing nothing, beside,  getting though each day,  wanting for a Love you know you can,  not,  have.

Spend time, moving away from situations, you don’t,  belong in, and don’t tell me you do not know . . .Because you do know and only you and,  who ever else is with you. You know if you belong . . .You just do not want to accept this knowing, moving forward and on your way. But i have trouble with that too at times,  so i know these things and wasting,  of the time, every time i turn around time is gone, but i am still here.

During this time you will wonder, what is wrong with you, me, us. But actually the only answer to,  what,  is wrong with you, is,  you waste time on things,  unsettled in your mind, or you won’t take no for an answer, creating, webbing,  strings,  to float in your thoughts, giving cause, to waste time, to weave your mind. We are of the depressed people.

But all things,  in time,  come to an end one way or another, but not all things. The elements will always remain,  gaining,  life form no matter how much time it takes.

THINKING FASTER THAN YOU TALK

Leave a message . . .I hate this.  I seem to have problem talking to a machine. I still can not get over the fact that i am indeed talking to something that can not talk back or think, might as well be talking to the wall. 

And just what do say to the wall . . .Do you gaze into one spot and chat away? What do you say . . .

I happen to be one of these people who think faster than we talk. Thousands of us out there. You, for all i know, you  think faster than you talk.  Where as some people do not think at all . . .How is that possible?  EASY . . .We all are capable of doing this nonthinkingchatter at times. That is where THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK, arrived.

Other people think after the fact . . .That is when they are saying things like, {why did i do that, i should have, maybe}. To late people, you thought way to fast and didn’t think about that was really happening and it’s consequences. You fast thinker you. Me too.   I get myself into situations by just rambling off at the mouth and not seeing the bigger picture. Then we end up saying things like,{who ate my cereal, how come i have to, or i don’t remember saying that}.  But we caused all this to ourselves by not taking time to actually hear what was said and hear what we thought over one or two KEY WORDS we heard in the conversation. Didn’t we . . .Then we think or say things like . . .Man i thought we were going to the fair. NO . . .I said, IF you were listening . . .The weather looks like it is going to be fair today, so i am going to cut the grass down by the pond.  {Then we say something like this}. Oh,  i thought you said we were going to the fair today, so i got ready and waited for you, wondering where were you.

Think faster than you talk and pick out key words when you are standing in front of a Judge, lets see how that works out for you.

We won’t even mention the people who add their own words. [And we are leaving it at that].  Different caliber all together them people.

When leaving a message on a phone or standing there listening to its message, telling you to leave a message . . .Well i think right there is when i quit thinking, and just garble um, then i chuckle something as i am thinking faster, all these thoughts, that i am now chatting to a machine and now i have to say something different from what i had planned to say, and now i have to make it short . . .So then i say [yeah, um] . . .Now i am taking {recorded time message, space,  up}, then do my best to spit it out in seconds, as i am sure i just took up 15 to 20 seconds of their time,  listening to practically nothing. [Sounds a little prankish to me]. None the less . . .

But don’t get me wrong . . .There happens to be people, who can talk without thinking because they just know.

Lots of times thinking faster than you talk can be very bad for your health in several ways. 

• DEPRESSION
• SLAPPED OUT
• IDIOCY

I am sure there are plenty more reasons, why, thinking faster than you talk is not a good thing at times.

Thinking faster than you talk,  stumbling bumbling over your words, busy Bee mutter stutter, spit it out with flows not flutters. bysanyavero.

Thinking faster than you talk.

 bird is a word.

TO TWEET ABOUT THE CASH PROBLEMS OF THE WORLD-AND WHO SPENDS IT

Wow . . .All that. To blab and talk of all that . . .What good will it do, it is just like adding more salt thinking no salt was used, then spoiled things.

THEDOGHOUSE has been asked to tweet about the ECONOMY, POLITICS, and several other useless topics, without even thinking thedoghouse is not about worldly problems, as we the people have to many other problems of our own . . .

There are plenty of people, i mean,  CARPETBAGGERS,  out there , and there IS NOTHING IN THIS WORLD THAT THEDOGHOUSE CAN SAY OR WILL SAY, THAT CAN CHANGE THINGS. So,  we HEAR at THEDOGHOUSE,  redeem such tweeting as blubber. Go save a whale, we tried, they said they had enough people to do it but they would be happy to take any money  had to put towards the cause.

Chitter chatter what does it matter we the people have no say this causes problems in our living day, so we live by the rules wishing it was us,  collecting,  tax paying people’s money and getting fat off the land put here by God our Mother Earth, listening to all their scheming ideas,  to squeeze on this evil root,  called  money,dropping poison in the water, while we drown.

To put a stop to something you did not have a start in is to cause a ripple, things get shaken, somethings fall down and go boom. We the people do what we are told or don’t pass go and collect 200$.

How the country is run, this place we have to live in, is concern enough without delving into hell about it and not living.

Life is like that . . .We have choices on a daily average of 20-out-of-20 per day. Millions of people choose not to fight the running carpet-baggers, guiding this world into the future of the unknown technical diversities that can  and do rune us, because they know if they persist in trying to stop the big-heads they end up in non-existence or something there like that. THEDOGHOUSE has this particular feeling about pepper-spray, tazers and beatings to the head with bats.

THEDOGHOUSE is quite happy giving you insights of life and help ease your pain, giving you thoughts and laughter, a little break during the day. If everybody is doing the same thing then what good is other anything.

TWEET the Economy and politics you say?

MONEY is GREED and it RULES the world and the people with the money have the say . . .Economy is something that is with change, ask the cave dwellers what happen to their economy, then  compare it to ours.

Politics? To run a country you need money. More money than it would take to run a Birthday Party. Compare what it takes to run the Birthday party to a country. What do each involve. How much quantity will it take to support everyone there. Now protect your party and protect your country, do they compare? NO . . .You can’t afford your army. You can but it is small, you have one bouncer,  they have a million bouncers. Ouch.

POLITICS- government whole different party. JUST think of all the trouble, thedoghouse would be in if it started barking it’s mouth off pissing on the carpets.  NO THANK-YOU. there is a tree out back and it sure is pretty.

 

 

WRITINGs And why they have to have titles

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BOOOO on this topic as why does something i want to say have to have a title?  Oh . . .I see. If there is no title,  the writing is unseen, unknown, invisible.  How do you find it. Nevermind . . .

WRITING and  ONE  spectacular heading . . .Where it is all pertaining to the same thing, life.  How would that work . . .

Writing and never stopping the page so there is never a new page.  Like a great river or the sky. Something that never stops.  Just fall a sleep typing and waking up and just going on typing like youe are talking.  Just a thought,  but it would be rather fun if you ask me . . .Well for me.  I would have a grand time as memories of my FATHER  would flood my mind telling me that, [do you always have to talk]?  Well yes daddy why not?  He call me mouth, it wasn’t too much longer, i up graded to mouth one. 

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WRITING,  i could never spell . . .That was one of the hardest things i ever had to do, and still have to do. Turns out i’m still no good at pronunciation as i do have some what of an accent. And in all those years of learning in school the only thing i came out with is  . . .SPELL THE WAY YOU PRONOUNCE IT. [This is the most stupidest thing to teach a child with an accent.]

Writing should be wrote the way we pronounce it. Maybe things would be more understood.  But then that would not be right. How would we be able to read writing that is written rotten because it was wrote with mis-spelt writing words.

Here is perfect example of why we need titles . . .[ i’ll be hot white ], {you readers can be the world}, and we will just pretend a tall lean person is in charge of world-wide communications, okay?  GO . . .

WHY WE NEED TITLES  EXAMPLE

This  note came into the hands of the united states of  america. This is what it said.

• I HAVE BE EXPOSED TO THE ELEMENTS OF DISEASE                 
• I HAVE TWENTY-SEVEN DAYS TO FIND A CURE OR I SHALL EXIST NO MORE                    
• I AM UNKNOWN TO MANKIND MY LIFE FORCE IS COMPOSED DIFFERENTLY        
• WITH ALL YOUR EXPERIMENTS TAKING PLACE  FROM THIS PLANET EARTH YOU HAVE DESTROYED OUR KIND AND OUR MARS
  

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What ever you humans did it caused a gravity pull taking me and my kind, absorbed out of the air and brought here to Earth.

• I WAS SUCKED INTO HUMAN FORM BY ACCIDENT CAUSING A RIPPLE THROUGHOUT MY GENETIC CORE.
• I AM STUCK IN THIS BODY  PERISHING- AS MANKIND DOES NOT BELIEVE.
• SOMEBODY PLEASE BELIEVE ME.

Twenty seven days ago . . .The note goes on to tell of this journal, which of course it to late as another attack is soon to take place, and thousands of people have died, vanished and more will soon go.  So now the whole world needs to be on alert, thus far nothing can stop the hot white And there will be an END TO ALL MANKIND. 

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So this tall lean world-wide communications person had ONLY ONE DUTY . . .WORLD WIDE WAR ALERT mission. And the notice never gets out.  BECAUSE THERE WAS NO HEADING.  Because there is no title, there is nothing written anywhere on this note to say SPREAD this NOW.  WORLD WIDE ANNOUNCMENT.  Just a piece of writing that looked unimportant as there was no title.

MAN . . .Writings  and why they must have titles.  Sometimes it takes to long to think of a title so by the time i come up with one i have forgotten what i wanted to write about.   No pictures at this time are available

THREE flashes and all that is seen is red dust

 MANKIND WILL BE NO MORE

THE END                                   AND THEN

SAROPHIA