Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: Philosophy

  • Libya Paying

    Well, since Obama mentioned that $33 billion of Qaddafi’s regime has been frozen, shouldn’t some go back to the U.S., NATO and pals for “aiding” the people of Libyan? After all, it belongs to the Libyan people, who in actuality owe the international community some “pay back” for “peace”. It’s the price to pay if the people had to wait over 42 slong years of putting up with the likes of someone who dresses “unique”, like Michael Jackson.

    During lunch today, I’ve heard the talking heads on cable news programming mentioned how $55 million is being spent daily to help “free” the Libyan people. So let’s see: Starting March 20, 2010, France was the first to launch an air strike against Gaddafi troops. That should add up to approximately $495 million in nine days as “protection” and freedom from a tyrant, That leaves a net remainder of $32,505,000,000 from the frozen funds.

  • 20110328-Wearing Names

    People like to dress nice. So to appear that they are wearing the “most popular clothing”, they would walk around with pre-printed bags of their choice, names like Calvin K., Hugo B., Donna K., Christian D., Eddie B. and pals.

    What annoys me is these people could make their own clothes and be PROUD to wear their creation. Instead, these “wanna-be’s” are paying the high price to look cool in the latest fashion.

    Perhaps, they could go further and have these brand names BRANDED like cattle on their skin to further “show-off” how wealthy they are to more practical shoppers.

  • 20110328-Random Thoughts

    A few days ago, I had one of many thoughts. My motivation for living and my purpose in life are simply to eat, sleep, shit and mate. Other descriptive words, such as work and play, don’t apply in living and are meaningless in life. Look around you. Nature exists for these same reasons, which has nothing to do with survival or evolution — other non-essential words.

    • Eat food to make shit.
    • Sleep well to make kids.

    The world isn’t all that complicated than it already is.

  • 20110323-Daily Post

    I’m not telling! But if you must know, the biggest risk that I’ve ever taken in this current lifetime occurred many SLONG years ago. It involves TPTB and investing in the future and purely based on speculations. That’s right! I didn’t know what I was getting myself into and why I was so gullible to believe these people, who could may well be from “out of this world.”

    It started out by meeting these complete strangers online and then in person. And during the course of several discoveries, I didn’t realize what a pickle I’ve gotten myself into! Yes, I love eating pickles! And, boy, I did eat more than I could chew off: the burden of my debt.

    But the initial “tests” were necessary to find out if “God’s love” changes. These tests are still being conducted to this day. And through God’s blessing, with God’s assurance and in God’s will, perseverance prevails and I’ve lost nothing — not my sanity, not my trust.

    The only loss was not being able to make my own children — the true investment. Instead, my other option is to take care of “my family” and, boy, that’s alot of mouths to feed. The only thing holding me back is sufficient income to be their adopted parent or guardian.

    And that’s where TPTB is supposed to “step-in”. I await for them to fulfill the promises and guarantees to these people. After all, it is their planet.
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    Topic #79: Describe the biggest risk you’ve ever taken (and what happened). Bonus: Describe the biggest risk you considered taking, but didn’t.

  • 20110321-Daily Post

    I couldn’t keep my parental units in the dark about my financial hardship. Sure, I was able to stay afloat with unemployment benefits after my REAL job but the funds ran out. Had it not been for the networks of certain “fellow brothers” and of certain “gifted folks”, I wouldn’t have landed this “temp job from hell”.

    But because TPTB and pals continue to make excuses and fail to keep their words by promises and guarantees (in a timely manner) and for the fact that one “squire” and another “well-paid, taxpaid entity” know the truth, I had to accept their blessed monetary gift to help pay a debt settlement company and to keep from going insane.

    These tough economic times contributed to my distress. The miscalculation of my karmic debt lead to spending more than earned. And I will continue to spend what I don’t have. That’s bad and a gambling addiction, too. Moreover, the lack of trust to rely on the ones who love me was broken. It was through me that others continue to take advantage of this elderly couple.

    It was their perseverance to save all they could — not splurging on food at restaurants, partying at social events, traveling to places or interest or buying unnecessary modern comforts. As a result, they are able live comfortably during their retirement years and most importantly help others: the boy and his a house; our impoverished relatives and Balikbayan boxes; and me from TPTB, who still owe me BIG TIME!!!
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    Topic #77: Write about the biggest secret you failed to keep. Bonus: If you don’t want to write the secret itself, why do you think you failed to keep it? Do you know anyone that could have kept it? Have you learned more about yourself such that you are strong enough now to keep a similiar secret?

  • 20110320-Daily Post

    I have no favorite number. I just happen to notice a pattern of double to triple digit numbers. But no one numerical significance is placed on a concept of fixation: I’m number or omega. I could find favor with “Pi” of 3.14 but that’s only a ratio. So it shouldn’t and doesn’t matter if I find favor with a zero or infinity: A finite number doesn’t suit me in my broad understanding of existing.
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    Topic #77: What’s your favorite number and why?

  • 20110318-Daily Post

    “Life is just like sex. You want to be able to enjoy what you are doing without regret. If you are just giving up your happiness for the sake of others, you are not living morally but selfishly.” said little Theresa after lunch today.

    I learned that it’s hard to “Just Say No” and mean it. I learned that once a correct path is followed even if it means to give up many things in life while watching life pass by, then there is no turning back or stopping what is supposed to be a fulfilling endeavor.
    —
    Topic #75: What’s the biggest lesson you learned so far this year?

  • 20110318-More Spook

    “Isn’t this romantic? If only you were a guy…” said little Theresa en route back to work from Phở Việt – Taste Of Vietnamese Noodles. I had carpooled the both of us to eat OUTDOORS in the freezing cold because we couldn’t wait for the long line. But after eating my bowl of soup, I was warm. The Sriracha hot sauce made the soup taste much better and opened my slightly congested sinuses. Of course, I had to be VERY careful and NOT be rude to her and so petted the top of her head a couple of times and replied nicely and in jest, not taking her seriously: “Maybe in the afterlife…”.

    Should I be concerned that a “happily” married, Vietnamese woman with three children is fantasizing about moi as a man in her life? Perhaps, she is bi-sexual or gay! She happens to be a VERY devout Catholic, like her half-White husband. No wonder she kept mentioning her burning in hell. During our lunch walk together, she did mention that she’d could just die. Right, there she may have severe depression. Yikes!

    I told here there’s the Golden Gate Bridge where people jumped off to their death in apparent suicides while photographers are stationed nearby to capture the moments of doom. She then recapped about a teenager who survived his stunt last week or so but she said it wasn’t his time to die and so lived to get booked by the police. So whatever is going on with that woman, God forgive her. She had asked me to pray for her after yesterday’s walk.

    But she is friendly enough to have bought me today’s large (or “lung”) sized bowl of seafood soup (one crab leg, three triangular-shaped squid of white, and three large shrimp tails) with optional rice noodle instead of yellow (egg) noodles. And later on, we looked at some baked bread at Starbucks. I bought one iced lemon cake, one apple fritter and one marble pound cake for Maw and Paw later on tonight for eating after dinner. For what’s it worth, I offered to buy her a strawberry muffin, which she accepted but not quite enthusiastically. The VERY tall, but light-skinned black girl had a quite attitude as she stuffed a paper bag with my goodies. Little Theresa didn’t like the server’s imperfection because she dropped my apple fritter on the floor. It was still in the bag and good to go.

  • 20110318-Random Thoughts

    Five minutes ago, the boss (who signs off on our time sheet) walks by. I thought to myself how bosses could only mingle with other bosses because if these bosses tried to “fraternize” with their subordinates, that situation could create a conflict of interest in which the subordinates have the opportunity to “brown nose” (or “kiss ass”) in order to climb the ladder of success and therefore receive more pay to spend for self and other expenses.

    But in another creative imagery from my mind, I saw people milling around at the base of the “Tree of Life”, where fruits of all sorts and abundance where growing and out of reach. In order to get at the food, they needed a ladder but there was none to be found. Together they formed their own ladder with their own bodies — the strongest and thickest ones at the bottom; the lightest ones towards the top.

    In this scene there were two people who could volunteer to climb atop the people and retrieve the fruits. But one offered the other to go first. The exercise in this analogy is: the one who offered the other to go first entrusted number one to bring back the fruits without first eating. Think of it as teamwork: And en route to work this morning, my thoughts were about sharing information among the three of us temporary workers.

  • 20110318-Random Thoughts

    While waiting for the spreadsheet to friggin’ calculate formulas, I had a thought. The world operates in duality — one good and one bad. But both are the same. But each side could express itself in various ways.

    Take for example someone’s hand. In one excercise, the person could offer a palm facing gesture of greeting and shake hands. On the flip side, the person could offer the back hand and slap. Then again there are other negative options of presenting the hand, such as punching, scratching, chopping, and pushing.

    So there’s go my theory on duality on this earth plane: There isn’t any.

  • 20110307-Worthy Words

    After Paw and I said a a high-speed version of three chaplets while Maw napped upstairs in her bedroom, I had a good bowel movement. This was around 9:05pm tonight and usually I would grab some reading materials to keep me preoccupied. Two booklets are “religious”. On page 33 of the first booklet, I read the first sentence of the second paragraph to “14. Be Worthy Of Trust”. On page 12, I read the first paragraph of a section called “Trust”. Here are the excerpts, respectively:

    “Mutual trust is the firmest building block in human relationships. Without it, the whole structure comes down.”

    One of life’s great blessing is to have someone you can trust. Completely! With everything!

    —

    Of course, I let out a yelp and a squeal of delight. Somehow, I’m supposed to shut-up about my knowledge and/or secrets for now until the time comes when all and everything shall be revealed. Fine.

  • 20110306-Random Thoughts

    That Sunday evening around 3:00pm or so, the boy made a surprise visit. Of course, Maw’s uncanny spider senses indicated that the boy wanted to “hang out” at our place while the girl goes to one of her “Asian” family gathering, which is pretty much like a bunch of ants milling around each other.

    Anyway, I mentioned that our maternal relatives overseas deserve their situation. It’s karmic debt for those children who did not listen to their elderly parents. As a result, the descendants suffer for want — mostly free hand-outs by people like me, the twosome and other generous souls, who finally figured out that it’s best to let them suffer for their misdeeds.

    It’s good to be charitable but it’s impossible to feed everyone, who hungers for the next meal and starves for freedom thereof, on a daily basis. It’s bad to spoil these people — scammers and con artists alike — who will take advantage of kind-hearted people and therefore become lazier and less motivated than before the gifts.

    So I hope you fools understand why it’s so hard to stop being so “nice” when the truth of the matter relies on how to: “Just say no.” When and if “Group One” stops making excuses to the investors, I hope to buy my first set of hearing aide (because I’m not understanding normal conversation), new eyeglasses (because I find it difficult to see my cuticles up close), some prescription medications for maintenance and other amenities, such as a new cellphone with internet access to Twitter, for example, and my first spa massage.

    I’m sick and tired of seeing my life pass me by while I worry about others. If you fools are still alive and are capable of spending money to have fun at my expense, then there is only one answer: “Get a job, you damn bums!” However, if you are starving, that’s an exception, no doubt, and that situation is still left to my consideration and ultimate decision whether or not to let y’all die. Bahahaha!