Yup! Crumpled paper everywhere! I love writing but the flow is somewhat blocked… And I’m sure that, somewhere in this brain of mine, there are several poems that could be pushed out, but right now I can’t seem to put one metaphor together that makes sense.
It never ceases to amaze me the levels of stupidity people will resort to. People will interfere in someone else’s argument without having all the facts. Without having all the facts, unwise judgments are made, which results, most of the time, with people flapping their gums and spreading gossip and slander to anyone who will lend them a listening ear.
If some people are gossiping about you, it should be understood that if they are not gossiping about you, they are gossiping about someone else. Those who are flapping their gums are getting all up in your business because they don’t have a life of their own. They will badmouth, backbite, slander, and lie because they have nothing better to do. However, when they do so, they are involving themselves in something they have no business getting involved in. They are too wrapped up in flapping their gums because they are filled with hatred, anger, and jealousy. What they do not realize is that they have no self-control as they are salivating looking for the next dainty morsel to share with others who are all too eager to listen.
It is shameful and embarrassing when gossipers do not have all the facts but will pontificate as if they have all the facts. Has anyone considered that gossiping and interfering in someone else’s argument is like yanking the ear of a wild dog and expecting it not to take a bite out of him or her? If they should attempt to yank on the ears of a “wild dog,” why should anyone feel bad for them? They are simply reaping what they have sown, and they deserve whatever consequences they get.
Linda A. Knowles
“Spouting off before listening to the facts is both shameful and foolish.” -Proverbs 18:13NLT
Every Halloween, it’s a mad dash to get out of the house as fast as possible by exactly 4:30 p.m. to avoid Trick or Treaters. I am one who absolutely loathes Halloween as does my husband. We don’t celebrate Halloween, and the idea of passing out candy every two minutes for four and a half hours doesn’t sound appealing at all… EVER.
The first year we were at our current residence, we were leaving the house, and I caught a glimpse of a parent with his child in his arms. Something about seeing a child dressed as a vampire was highly disturbing, and the fake blood on the fangs just made it worse until I saw a newborn dressed as an ax murderer and found myself shuddering.
Figuratively speaking, people wear masks and costumes all the time. The masks conceal what the person’s face actually looks like versus how the person shows him/herself to others. For instance, when someone is wearing a mask/costume, he can portray himself as if he is an angel. When in actuality, he lacks compassion, has the intrusive nature of a cockroach, and has the character of a shark and alligator combined. If someone is shy, she may not be shy when wearing a mask. She can feel free to be outgoing and speak her mind because no one knows it’s her, allowing her not to fear rejection, and being able to share her thoughts and ideas without anyone trying to stop her from talking, and there’s no one to stop her from meeting other people who are wearing masks and costumes just like her.
HOWEVER, THE PROBLEM WITH MASKS AND COSTUMES is eventually they have to be taken off. When masks and costumes are stripped off, be careful because you may find the person was a wolf for the entire time you knew them. At that point, you have to decide what you will do. You will either stick around and be devoured by the wolf until there is nothing left of you except a skeleton, or you will run and get away from the ravenous wolf who is staring at you like you are dinner with its fangs exposed and ready to pounce on you.
If you choose the second option, you, at least, have a chance of survival.
Linda A. Knowles
Remember This: Your story is just that -your story. Tell your UNTOLD Story -the story you have kept silent for months or even years, the other side of the story that has made those you once respected separate themselves from you.
Let their jaws drop open to the floor, and let them realize they were wrong about you. Let them realize you have a mind of your own, that you know more than you say, that you observe more than you let on, that you don’t need their approval, and that they cannot imprison you by what they say about you or by what actions they take against you. Let them realize they are not the reason for your success or for the better choices you have made for you and for your life.
If no one is encouraging you, then let me encourage you today; Free yourself up, and let it all hang out.
Much Love To You All, L.A. Knowles
“Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.” -King David
WHAT KIND OF TREE ARE YOU?
“You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he may give it to you.” -John 15:16
“The Lord isn’t really being slow about his promise, as some people think. No, he is being patient for your sake. He does not want anyone to be destroyed, but wants everyone to repent.” (2 Peter 3:9)
I grew up in an Italian/Sicilian family, and as far as my family knew, they could trace our ethnicity to Italy and Sicily; however, thanks to my parents’ genetic makeup and my receiving whatever they had, I found out my ethnicity, my family’s ethnicity is not just Italian/Sicilian.
Back a few months ago, my husband and I received two Ethnicity DNA kits as a gift. I made sure I followed the instructions to the letter with the help of my husband so I didn’t miss a beat, and he completed his kit; we sent both DNA kits off to the center.
It took awhile, but in the last two weeks, I FINALLY got my results. And while it was not surprising based on Italy’s history, it was most definitely an eye opener.
HERE ARE THE RESULTS OF MY ETHNICITY DNA TEST
61% SOUTHERN EUROPEAN
39% MIDDLE EASTERN (Breakdown):
19% Asia Minor
16% Eastern Middle East
4% North African
DNA is absolutely amazing!
Life is too short to be angry all the time, and hatred takes way too much time and effort.
Current news, violent protesters, division, name calling… they don’t seem to end.
It’s downright exhausting.
Let it go.
I’ve loved paper and pen for as long as I can remember, and when I went to college, college only fueled my love for it a lot more. Some say I was addicted, and many have wondered what my fascination was with pen and paper; if I could write on it, I was fascinated. No matter where I was, no matter what I did, paper and pen were immediately within my reach.
There’s nothing like opening a brand new ream of paper, fresh scent, crisp feel to it where secrets, thoughts, things in life that make no sense can be worked out, described in detail until everything inside is out of your system… A safe place, a friend, and a great therapist which can be immediately ripped to shreds, burnt up, or put away depending on the thoughts and/or the confession. I know it may sound crazy to some people, and that’s fine. However, each of us has some way of dealing with stuff. My way happens to be with pen and paper.
With Much Love,
<Well I came pretty close to this…
Technology and I are having one rocky relationship right now. It’s actually a love-hate relationship especially when I’m trying to figure out what on earth is going on just on the other side of the screen… And then I think to myself, “How is it possible technology is making me feel completely inferior when it is a stupid inanimate object that right now seems to be the bane of my existence for the moment?”
While technology is wonderful and has its advantages, there are moments I would like to knock it upside the back of its head like this woman is doing in the picture. Yeah, Ma’am, I couldn’t have expressed myself any better… especially since I don’t want to destroy my computer because buying another one would require I give up cash, and at the moment, I really don’t want to.
Ah, the right to vote! Just dandy… I can’t wait for Election Day to get here so I don’t have to read about all the insane campaign melodramatics. Trying to stay informed with the smearing in every article has gotten tedious and downright foolish. It’s as if I’m reading the chronicles of mudslinging on an elementary school playground.
One of the rights you have as a citizen of the United States of America is the right to vote. However, the irony is we have the right to vote, and there are those who are determined and have minds made up not to vote. You’re a citizen, and you should, therefore, take part in the process. Stop neglecting your right to vote. It’s also a responsibility we have to the future of our country and to the current generation.
I get it. Personally, I would like a campaign year do-over. It has been one wild and crazy ride.
I find myself with an overwhelming responsibility as a Christian to get out and vote. I’m not so much voting for the person, but I’m looking at the platform. In other words, if you cannot decide who to vote for, then the question is “Which platform best reflects your morals and ethics,” or if you’re a Christian, “Which platform best reflects Biblical beliefs and lines up with Godly morality.”
I’m not foolish to believe everyone lives by the morals and ethics I live by which is why I have thought about both questions. Yes, we can protest. Yes, we can shout and scream. Is it realistic for you to believe your vote does not count? Is it realistic for you to believe as a citizen of the USA that it’s not your responsibility to vote? IF YOU DON’T VOTE, OTHERS ARE VOTING TO ELECT SOMEONE WHO WILL GOVERN THIS NATION WITHOUT YOUR SAY (YOUR VOTE) IN THE MATTER. Do you really want others choosing for you? Because if you don’t vote, you’ve basically handed over your say to someone else by not going to the polls and voting. If you are able bodied and not bothering to vote come this November, in my opinion, that’s being lazy and shirking your responsibility. Even USA citizens overseas have gone through the trouble of obtaining their absentee ballots and are sending in their absentee ballots in order to have a say in who gets elected as well as exercising their right to vote.
Educate yourself on the Democratic Platform, Republican Platform, and the Libertarian Platform. Do the research.
Get all the information you can, make a decision, and go vote on November 8, 2016.
Don’t let others speak for you.
Let your voice be heard through your vote.
Saying the word “diet” in an Italian Home is like saying the “F” word. It will NEVER go over well. “Have you considered baking the veal cutlets in the oven, Mama?” “I cook the veal cutlets in the fry pan with olive oil. It’s healthy.”
You sit down at the table and see it’s covered with food already but more is coming. Right now it’s simply covered with the antipasto, cold cuts, soup, and salad for appetizers… Italian rolls, Italian bread (pre-sliced of course)…
Any attempt to mention the word “diet” will never go over very well. “You too thin! Mangia!” But Mama….. You might as well stop. Don’t try to convince Mama. She’ll give you the look. You know the look, the look that sends a million icicles piercing through you as she puts an overfilled plate in front of you. “Be quiet! Mangia!”
Great! Let’s eat! So you eat, but wait, there are several other entrees coming out. You need to make room in your stomach for the other food. Bring out the Eggplant Parmigiana, Pasta Alfredo, Chicken Cacciatore! Chicken Marsala, Anyone?! And let’s not forget the lasagna. Bring out the pasta with clams and clam sauce! Bring out every fat-filled, extravagantly tasty food! “We got tiramisu for dessert.” Don’t forget the Italian pastry, but isn’t there enough food? “Got to make sure we got enough food for everyone. We’ll send people home with food. Don’t you worry. Now go get the cannoli out of the refrigerator and put it on the table.” Wait! We haven’t finished dinner! “DO WHAT I SAID!” No arguing with Mama. Just get the cannoli out of the refrigerator.
And by the time you leave the house to do whatever you have to do, you’ll have to be rolled out, or it may feel as if you are going to explode.
However, there is a bright side to all of this: Even though you may have to roll yourself out the door or break down a wall to get out of your house, AT LEAST YOU WON’T STARVE.
Let me start by saying this: I love the USA. I live in the USA, and I’m a citizen. I do NOT agree with anyone who protests by sitting during the National Anthem or the Pledge of Allegiance; I’m also a firm believer if one does not like our laws, customs, and culture, that one or few should just pack up and leave.
With that being said…
We’ve seen protests that have involved looting, rioting, blocking highways or main roads which caused problems for emergency vehicles and rescue workers, violent acts of murder, fighting, and the like.
We keep calling out and saying, “PEACEFUL PROTESTS!” However, when Colin Kaepernick sits down during the national anthem we are outraged, and yet Colin did not riot, burn anything down, loot, or commit any act of violence. So he chose and did a peaceful protest, and then some of us even got more outraged when another athlete followed his example.
“Stand up for what you believe” as long as what? They do it our way? As long as they believe our way? We’re still not satisfied with their peaceful protest… And by which list of standards are we measuring these “peaceful” protests? The athletes brought no physical harm to anyone by sitting down. Sure, they may have embarrassed their fellow teammates by sitting out, but the key phrase here is THEY PROTESTED PEACEFULLY.
What would we rather the athletes have done? Would we rather them steal, harm someone, burn something down in the name of whatever it is they believe? We wanted peaceful protests. We expected people do peaceful protests and not the kind of protest that breaks out violence, injuring others, and destroying community businesses and homes.
It may not have been ideal for any of you, including myself, but they chose what was best for them as individuals. In this country, there’s the right to protest, and that is their freedom to do so. They chose a peaceful demonstrative protest, and no one got hurt.
And we’re still not satisfied.