I have worked to form a habit to start every day with a "thank you" for whatever is to come. From early on in life to the present I have been confused by the concept of saying thank you in advance.

In years past I gave very little thought to the ego I now know has been in control of my life. I have never hesitated to point my finger at another that I was certain lived in an egoic state but rarely,

I make genuine effort to not pass judgement on or criticize others. There is nothing easy about honoring my want or commitment in this judgemental, criticizing world. There are fingers pointing in all

One of my favorite characteristics is that I am not a quitter. That does not mean that I never quit or never abandon a project or that I see every activity/adventure to its end. What it means is that I

I carry on a lot of internal dialog with me, myself, and I that I am reasonably confident is supported via essence that is not always front and center evident to me. I would not label my confidence to

For many years I kicked and screamed, whined and moaned, rebelled by acting out without restraint, and pointed my finger at every conceivable "other" (people, places, and things of all sorts)

Earlier in this week I had a debate with a few users in a secret FB cryptocurrency group. The discussion was purely on profitable long-term holds with good fundamentals and regular development. I felt

I do not consider myself to be a romantic. That being said I am confident there is a little bit of this and a little bit of that in all but a minuscule number of genuine/authentic human beings. In my opinion

This one is going to be dark. It reflects where I am right now. It also reflects where I have spent many hours along my journey. Not all, but many. I cannot say why I am here right now, only that I am.

I grew up in a small town rural area that was peppered by dairy farms, hay fields, dirt roads, and of course, provided countless memories. One of my favorite memories centers on a stand of pine trees located

I went back one day To try to find A memory I left behind For the mind is false And often lies Erasing facts Or overwrites But places endure The change of years Though ghosts may cloud Them with our fears

Travel a path that leads to a fork in the road and next thing you know, a choice has to be made. Shall I do this or that, turn around and head back, or sit for a minute in the quiet of the huge Oak's shade.

Why do I grow like a tree? Why can’t I be me? Inhabitants walking by, day by day Throwing scrap at me as if it’s o.k. I can’t move I can’t preserve myself I’m losing all my fruits I’m losing all my wealth

ARE YOU THE 1 IN 8 PERSON THAT UPVOTE'S OR COMMENT'S ? I have been on steemit for a little while now, and I have already noticed the trend. It seems that most steemians go to the trending page and resteems

Back in 2002 I was in a very dark and dangerous place. I had achieved sobriety in mid 1998 but my life was going nowhere, or so I thought (one of my dark and dangerous places). Head games ruled me for

Silence scares me… the blank page on which I write my own fears. Spirits of the dead showed me hell, but it was a pale imitation of the horror I can paint on the darkness in a quiet moment. ― Mark Lawrence,

During my college days I was charged with creating a story of my perception of my life experience. I considered how I perceived myself throughout life to that point in time for many days. There was intense

Greetings, I listen to the news, get a little discombobulated, take a break from the outside world, and come back to give it another shot. It ain't easy, sometimes I do not honestly know if I even want

There is a quiet In my arms Where you can hide From every harm Or the silence Of my eyes Where we can meet Without surprise A knowing glance A subtle touch Simple gestures Mean so much I've not spoken

The fact of the matter is most people are disconnected from reality, and they have no idea what is going on right under their noses. Below is a chart of the US dollar ticker UUP dollar bullish ETF, and