A big long ramble

Well, I been wanting to write for a while, and now I have some topics that I want to open up, so I'll just go ramble-style...---The weather has been heavy lately. I mean, an expected 6 inches in Tennessee, and it's already that way in Arkansas (which as far as I know has barely even HEARD of snow...); I suppose this earth-changing stuff has something to it, yeah? And the birds...and fishes...and crabs...well, that just sounds like fear mongering or ridiculing, but who knows.It's.. it's... the AFLOCKALYPSE!---Today and yesterday all the news has been focused on the shooting of a street meeting of a congresswoman... the lady got shot point-blank, but is still alive... about 18 were wounded or killed.It just doesn't interest me. "Oh, there was a shooting. A congresswoman was involved. So what?"Hm..----I was in the local grocer, and it just amazes me how many people just go about with a just kinda... dissatisfied look on their face. No one was smiling. Everyone, I think, just had that kinda... solemn expression on their face. There were two black guys in the parking lot, they seemed to know each other quite well, and they were talking quite jovially. That made me feel happy.But, since no-one was smiling, I decided to smile instead. I felt in a really great mood, so was just all kipper, and went on my merry way through the store. A few times, I made eye contact.I wonder why people are afraid to make eye contact? If you look at someone in the eye, and you're not talking to them, they just kinda sit there and look back for a second, and then they look away. Maybe I should try striking up a conversation eventually.Hopefully nobody puts me on Ritalin... "We had to lock him up... cuz... you know... he was... erm...TOO happy."---Lately my parents have been getting more and more worried about money. They argue a lot more. And it doesn't look like they will get better. I mean, if stuff doesn't work out right, we could be homeless. It's one parent supporting two doors... my mom collects child support, and as my dad wants to keep more of his money, and so does my mom, they gotten into a lot of tuffles about money...sigh.I, personally, am not afraid of being homeless. I look at it, as, I dunno, a new adventure, maybe, a new learning experience. Of course, I'm still youthful and idealistic, I suppose. The only time I really start getting upset is when I haven't eaten in a long while, or if I haven't looked at myself and let myself deteriorate (as in, sometimes something has to remind me that life is good. Usually, it's myself, but I forget occasionally).Now this is strange. A couple of people have told me, that they did something like tarot or something, and they said that pretty soon in my life there will be a great change/challenge. Hmm....---Have you ever thought, what if this is all a dream? Now, consider this: what if this was all someone else's dream?WHOA.---I feel that words are put in our mouths from the time were born."Little Johnny, that there is good, and that's bad, you don't want to touch that, no."That's how it starts. Our personality is bred into us from the start.Have you wondered what kind of person you would be, if you had been raised differently? And just how much of what you think you are, your beliefs, your ideas, what they would be if you had been raised by someone else... how much of your personality... is actually YOU?This might get under some peoples' skin, if they stop to think about it long enough.---Certainly you have heard about the 6 degrees of connection, that any person is just 6 other people away from another.Now here's an experiment.. Let's take an object, and see how many people went into creating it.Let's take a Reese's candy cup. This is a package of 2 candies, which consist of a soft chocolate shell surrounding an inside of peanut butter mash. Each candy is wrapped in a brown, layered paper cup which you peel off to eat it. There is also a paper brace along which the cups rest, and which gives the package a solid feel to the package.Okay. Here are the people involved in making this:---Peanut butter---Peanut farmersTruckers (diesel, petrolatum industry by extension) (automobile industry by extension)Distillation, raw-ingredient processing plant workers (chemical research, development and implementation industry by extension)---Chocolate---Cacao bean farmersSugar farmersTruckers, naval transport workers (diesel, petrolatum industry by extension) (automobile industry by extension)Distillation, raw-ingredient processing plant workers (chemical research, development and implementation industry by extension)---Paper---Lumber-jacksLumber processing plant workersTruckers (diesel, petrolatum industry by extension) (automobile industry by extension)Paper processing plant workers (chemical research, development and implementation industry by extension)---Wrapper---Glue industry workers (chemical research, development and implementation industry by extension)Petrolatum industry workers (the wrapper itself is plastic)Truckers (diesel, petrolatum industry by extension) (automobile industry by extension)Nutrition councilsPrinting councilsAdvertising industry workers---Final Product---Truckers (diesel, petrolatum industry by extension) (automobile industry by extension)Final production plant workers---Retailing---Warehouse workersTruckers (diesel, petrolatum industry by extension) (automobile industry by extension)"Distribution center" workersManagers of "distribution centers"Advertising industry workers---Post-consumer---Trash-receptacle producer workersTrash collection workers (diesel, petrolatum industry by extension) (automobile industry by extension)Landfill workersCity managers (landfill plotting)Recycling center workersSo, when you take a bite of Reese's candy, just think of everything that goes into making that candy. Let's also not forget the miners and smelters who make just about everything that is metal, used in most of the 1st, 2nd, and third levels of "the consumer cycle (raw materials, processing, and distribution)". And, there's the spouses and children and friends of the workers, and there's the irrigators for the farms, and the people who feed the wokers, and get them electricity, and comforts, and everything....No-one is really isolated, really.---And that's how I finish.
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