He walks alone, eyes cast down. He has a job to do. People look down on him, make fun of him and call him names like pee boy and stinky pot. He does his job in silence. He collects the urine pots and pours them into an even bigger pot. He carries the ever filling pot from place to place and people stare and wonder why a boy who is clean of clothes, could have such a pitiful job. Is he being punished? Can't he find better work?
Later the boy arrives at home and gives the collected urine to his father who then puts it in storage to process and ferment. For this will make the urine turn into ammonia and father launders the robes of the Roman elite and does so with the upmost precision and makes the clothes the whitest of white. In Antiquity, the whiter your clothes the higher your social status. The father is washer of clothes for the Roman Elite! The boy couldn't be more proud. Bragging is shameful in his family. So therefore he never says a word and continues day after day to collect the pots in silence.
The Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother, Modern Family, Friends...I love these TV shows so much! I love watching TV, as well as my computer...
My favourite TBBT character is Amy Farrah Fowler-a neurobiologist, Sheldon's Girlfriend. In HIMYM it's Lily, in MF it's Alex and in Friends it's Phoebe.
I love TBBT becaue it's funny, entertaining. TBBT's cast is perfect for the show-Johnny Galecki, Jim Parsons and Kaley Cuoco are in it.
I am actually running out of ideas for this fable...Modern Family's Alex is geeky, smart and intelligent. She's the only smart one of three children. I love MF and TBBT so much...I'm out of time
We are stepping into a new chapter. There are no clear lines. Leaves fall when they want to, as long as it is in a prescribed zone. Ode to scribe conquests. Spreading now module. It is a new direction with strangers and friends repositioning themselves on the float. It's the conductor changing the direction of the parade route. I've wrestled loose a tentacle or two and they are now making contact with new handles and are pulling on different levers. What is going to unfold? We don't know. But there is hope. All change is stuffed with creamy hope and hot anticipation. It's about aligning your gift sets with some objective will, God's will if you will. And you will. It's about working with the right corresponding pieces and avoiding ditch diggers and disillusioned nieces. It's about rhyming only when it makes sense. And about stepping through the resistance curtain with confidence and good cheer.
Looking through old journals. A puff of breath, a cloud of yellow dust. Faded ink on retro notebooks. And those words... filled with such depth and thorough analysis of unimportant things, like my emotions. Each sentence constructed, conscientious of my posterity. Always with an eye on the generations that would read about the formation of my greatness. So little authenticity. So little raw emotion expressed. Just analysis of things like "where I'm at" and "how I feel." Noxious journal entries that will make the angels weep with boredom. Self-important drivel that numbs my future. Taints my journey. I wish I would have told the truth. I was an imbecile, lost in a blizzard of inconsequential happenings. I was carefully polishing the inane artifacts of a self-obsessed life. I should have told the truth.
Storytelling. Fantasies, Dramas, Romance, Realistic, Horror...whatever genre you love, it's fun to experiment with. I love fantasy, historical and realistic fiction but I love information/non fiction too. I love stories-reading and writing. They serve as my inspiration, my motivation which I love. Take a realistic fiction story and add magic. Take a drama and add romance. Experiment, take risks. Whether it's a fantasy or reality, play with it. You can tell all sorts of wonderful tales and fables. Made up or real it doesn't matter. Just read and write different stories, narratives. I will never stop loving the word 'story'. I might be reading or writing a story, I might be searching for inspiration...whatever happens I love it! I Love Storytelling...