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GUANO CRAZY
You may or may not have noticed that I have that, rather epidemic, disease called Irony Disorder. I do hope that you picked up on the irony, because other wise you might think that I am Guano Crazy. I am rather off beat in the head, (a touch of ADD, Attention to a Different Drummer), you know, just the normal confusion of living in an upside down culture. Slightly demented but not Guano Crazy. You believe me, don't you?
There is normal crazy and Guano Crazy. Guano is bat shit, it collects in the bottom of bat caves and makes excellent plant fertilizer. I try to avoid the bat shit crazy people, because, crazy is contagious. Having a few crazy as feces, work mates, neighbors, family members, and living in a social milieu of folks just hanging on by their fingernails, means that I do have contact with rather high levels of psychosis. When the stress level gets toxic, I get in my car, drive around and scream. I stay on roads that I know well, without too much traffic. That is pretty effective, it lets off steam and in the car I will not disturb the neighbors. I reserve the screaming for when I need to exhale some very unbalancing vibrations. For just plain, I cant take it anymore crazy, I work in my garden.
Well, at some point I realized that I had to put up with some guano or I would be really lonely. What is the point of being sane if you cant share it with anyone? You believe me, don't you? Mostly I am happy. Positive thinking with a healthy sprinkle of denial helps.
Well, at some point I realized that I had to put up with some guano or I would be really lonely. What is the point of being sane if you cant share it with anyone? You believe me, don't you? Mostly I am happy. Positive thinking with a healthy sprinkle of denial helps.
The one thing that I really do believe in, the one principle that clarifies my mind, is the practice of compassion. I think too much and cant really pin down any other ideal. Compassion says it all for me. Simple but not easy. If I find myself being judgmental, I think about all my stupid mistakes. I have a more than few memories that put me right in my place. That place not being very high on the well adjusted list.
It is spring here in the Louisiana boonies, so far in the sticks that we pipe out sunshine. I over ordered from the plant catalogue. So, I must get dirty almost every day, to get seeds and baby plants in the ground before it gets too warm. My garden is where I feel most peaceful.
Oh, wait, I remembered another principle that I Believe In. That makes two principles. I try to practice gratitude. I do have so many things and people who make me thankful.
