Passing Thoughts... WWMS

When standing up and speaking one's truth, especially after years of suppression and/or repression, finding the volume control is often a trial and error process.





All volume issues aside, truth is still truth. 


Documents help. The more the better. Originals are always preferable.


It is difficult to know, until faced with the situation, if you are the kind of person who truly prefers an ugly truth to a pretty lie. 


The only shame is in not speaking the truth soon enough...for that, you have the rest of your life to regret.





Pretty lies often come with unexpected and inconvenient expiration dates.


There really is a world of difference between hating a living breathing human being and living in confusion and horror at what some human beings are capable of doing with full intent of purpose.


The actions in a person's life, great and small, career and personal, brave, weak and in between, speak more of a person's character than other peoples' imaginings. (Again, documentation is very helpful here.)





How other people's lives are touched by those actions speaks as well.


Very bad things, once done, cannot be undone by good deeds or service to mankind, but they don't hurt either.


The road to "hell" is not paved by good intentions, it's paved by evil deeds.


Going to church is not necessarily a detour off the road to "hell" ...and vice versa.


Lying to one's self is an exercise in futility, but that does not seem to stop a whole lot of people from doing it.


Few moments are harder for any loving child than the moment they find out their parents are not the perfect beings we have imagined them to be. This is especially true for extremely sheltered children. (This is part of the reason I do not believe in sheltering children. It is a terribly painful realization to find out the world is not as black and white as we were told it was, and that what Dad and/or Mom opined is not always gospel...unless they are Theologians, I suppose.)



The above does not mean we should not strive to make the world as gentle a place as possible for growing children. Just keep it real, or else when they get to Basic Training or Quantico they'll have their brand new shampoo and favorite bra stolen and some black chick will get vaseline all over their curling iron just for kicks. It's not fun being the only one asking where the "bubbler" is while everyone points and laughs.


Video games are good brain therapy. That's my line and I'm sticking to it. So are most Medical Centers where patients with brain injuries are treated and where Neurosurgeons are trained, oh and the US Military uses them for training pilots. Not only are they good for problem solving on the fly, but almost nothing beats them for enhancing fine motor speed and coordination. Yikes, where would my brain be without all those hours of Tetris, FFXI and FFXIV? Lumosity is boring... 


Books are wonderful, especially Fantasy, but not to the exclusion of the above.  


Balance is everything.