Thoughts from "Allovertheplace"

Well, it's Monday. The weekend is over already. Doesn't that suck? I guess it is back to the grind.
Updates. Y'know, I don't even know if anyone reads my Blogs. But, I don't think I'm writing them for anyone else but myself. They say that is why a person should write anyway. So I do. I think when I finish my rambling I will go on over and write a story or something.
Yes, we did go to the local fair and even tho' we didn't do much we still had a good time. It didn't cost much and that is ok. I had a good time. Our next outing will be this weekend. We're going to a psychic fair. I'm really looking forward to it. I wanted to go to some Fall Festivals but we are short on funds, so. But hey, this fair coming up is free! I love that word! It should be fun. I am looking forward to the weather getting cooler. I like fall and winter. I hope the dying season will be kind to us.
This November 4th is Election Day ---cue Arcadia music!

ELECTION DAY BY ARCADIA Circa 1985
Wild kind of look to the day, opening eyes impale neon flickers
She moon, she turning away,
The citys her slave, hes cheating his mistress
Shes moody and grey, shes mean and shes restless
(so restless, so restless indeed)

All over you as they say,
Rumours or rivals yell at the strike force -
Hi guys, by the way, are you aware youre being illegal (ooh)
Its making your saviour behaviour look evil
scuse my timing but say,
How dyou fit in with this flim, flam and judy

Maximum big suprise your smile is something new
I pull my shirt off and pray,
Were sacred and bound to suffer the heatwave
Pull my shirt off and pray,
Were coming up on re-election day

Stretching my love down the way
To your invitation stretching my body
Use your intuitive play
Cause maybe we have more play time than money

Maximum big suprise she knows something new
I pull my shirt off and pray,
Im saving myself to suffer the heatwave
Pull my shirt off and pray,
Were coming up on re-election day

By roads and backways a lovers chance, down a wind
Curtain murmurs and sounds be calm hands on skin
Carry further.. entangled strands.. all sing!
Time, saving some time to slip away we could dance ..

Oh! shouldnt be asking..
Wild and scheming
Could be my election day

Maximum big suprise you know something new
I pull my shirt off and pray,
Were sacred and bound to suffer this heatwave
Pull my shirt off and pray
Were coming up on re-election day

Oww
Re-election day
Owwoooaa

I have not voted in years, simply because I have thought for many moons that who becomes Prez will be because of who "THEY" want in the House, *don't ask me who "THEY" are...* so I've stayed free of "IT", but this year we've decided to do something different. We're voting. Just because we feel like it! But you know I am of the school of thought that the more you worry about something the more you bring "it" to you. No matter what "it" is. Over the years I have been trying to be less stressed/stress-less and even tho' it is good in theory, it is not that possible, not if you live in the "real-world".
Even tho' at times I feel like what is happening to me, and the world at large, hard at times, I am grateful to my Higher Self and my God-source for my experiences and my learning in this life, because if we are not here to learn then why are we here? But that doesn't make it any easier. That doesn't mean I don't fight myself and those around me, *like "accidently" falling down* Don't you think? So Blessings to everyone. This world has a lot of people in it who may feel---their choices, greed, and decisions---they think come first, no matter who dies or starves or otherwise suffers. Some may even think they are correct in bringing in major religious "prophecies". But again, it all hangs on what a person feels is correct. What I feel is correct may not be what you do, right? I wonder, does any of this make sense?

I think I am repetively being faced with the fact that I hold on to too much. I don't let things go easily. In my teens and 20's I felt I had no control over my life. >I actually had very little control in my youth, and then in my 20s gave my control willingly, unfortunate for the person I forced it on.< All of this goes along with reincarnation... what we "must do" over and over again, til we get it right or whatever. But define "right"... In my 30s I slowly started realizing my mistakes and now, I'm almost 40 and fuck, where has my youth gone, my womanhood, my life? I shipped it off to some forgotten land. Well, damn isn't this a silly little slice of internet pie. ~
I've been hearing the rabbit a lot lately, so I'll leave you with a quote and a song.
The quote that just won't go away: From Alice In Wonderland:

White Rabbit: I'm late! I'm late! For a very important date!
White Rabbit (Alternate 2): No time to say goodbye. Hello! I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!
~ Golden Afternoon ~

The song I'm hearing in my head: Dancing Barefoot by Patti Smith circa 1979

"She is benediction
She is addicted to thee
She is the root connection
She is connecting with he....."