Thanks to anyone and everyone who comes to this site.
It is an eclective collection of art including my own unsophisticated attempts at expression.
I hope it engenders thought, discussion, reaction, insight, and change. Also perhaps some humor and laughter! [link]

Some people are basically happy from dawn to dusk.
In fact it would take an abrupt shock to their systems
to result in anything frownier than a momentary look of
lost vacancy followed immediately by the crystal ching of
lucidicy and a broad smile.
Alas, Moi, I am not such a one as this. I brood, I moan and
mumble, and too frequently fume, or grumble and curse.
None of this is mean to the detriment of others.
I would be this way in a cave by he oceanside, alone, like St. John, who wrote of the appocolyps. Still, we all need to have "a happy" sometimes.
I have read various books from the great works of psychologists to
the humorous works of socialogists, and other fools. One is called Vultures and it's coaching method is centered on avoiding and foiling the plots and plans of the negative people around you...a.k.a...the Vultures. An other is based on that famous 70's epression, "When life gives you lemons: Make lemonaid." The first focuses all energy on detecting and then ignoring or evaiding life's detractors while the other simply says make the best of the bad...in this case simply add 5 gallons of suger-water.
My delema is I do not believe that others are the root cause of my moodiness. I am. Avoiding people who's opinions I do not want to hear or do not respect is not a bad idea when needed. However, avoidance is no solution and can lead to isolationism, agrophobia, and even deeper
depression.
Sugar-water, is bad for my Diabetes...lol...and besides, I like looking for the possitive, but painting yellow on dog poop does not make it into sunshine. We learn to manage our misfortune and more importantly our responce to that sorrow by experiencing it and learning we can survive anything. Plastic Macs (Machnaws) and platic hats no mater how
sunny and transparent, will not turn life's gritty realitys into a pop art go-go fest. Cheer is a state of mind. It can be entered and left.
It can be bribed and cheated, but ultimately, we can reach it by letting
go of the things that serve us no purpose...the things we don't really need to be happy.

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