Within the confines of my mind there lays a wandering
gnome who is constantly challenging my perception of life in general.
For story-line purposes we shall call the gnome,
“Dann”. He has two fellow debater's, Shakie, the Dark Thinker and
myself, LightHouse, the Light of Reasoning.
Just today, for instance, Dann asked us if it is
worth it to live such a solitary life. This led to a huge dissection
of my existence and what purposes I have used to justify being so.
Shake would say:
Yes, my social life is almost non-existent. Yes, I am
often lonely for adult companionship. Yes, I live on one third of the
poverty level set by Revenue Canada. Yes, I am reclusive.
LightHouse would enlighten:
My non-existent social life is spent conversing with
many dear friends many hours daily. Either via social media sites,
emails, phone calls or my blogs. Often friends pop by, I do not need
to advertise their visits.
I am often lonely for the company of other adults.
When this need arises I do what every other soul does. I go visit a
friend. After five point six decades on this Big Blue Marble I have
long past the stage of neediness and clinging to fellow man just so I
can feel needed. I have no doubt that I am needed. I need me. My
children need me. The dog, lizard and Budgie need me. Shake and Dann
need me. The WORLD needs me to assist in sharing my collective
wisdom and life experiences. I always feel needed. I am Blessed.
As for my finances, life is what it is. In my life
time of work I earned approximately two million dollars. That does
not make me a 'once' millionaire – no not at all. That is my
accumulated wage over forty years of struggle. Deduct from this my
lodging, my food, my leisure, my drinking/drug years and the biggest
debit of all, my living, and little is left for an elder aged street
urchin like myself. I did not expect to be struck down so early in my
life and had no plan 'B'. Take heed of this when plotting your
future.
And as for being a recluse – that I am not. I share
my everyday life very willingly with my Blessed ten year old, The
Krush. We share our lives with Leo, The Blunder Dog, Diablo, The
Angry Lizard and Baby, The Paranoid Budgie. I have many friends very
close to my home and if need be will visit.
I choose to live semi-reclusive so as I can reflect
on the adventurous life I have lived seven times over. My dealings with
The Dark Angel, the Seven Battles of Dann, left me more then
satisfied with the lives I was dealt.
I am a recluse only when need demands. My healing
time is reclusive, my intellectual periods and my fatherhood also
calls for occasional withdrawal from mainstream dancing of life.
Shake often try’s to tempt the Demon from within.
Oh to live that extreme party life! To show these amateurs how to
drink real booze. To take drug usage to the very edge of The Abyss.
What an dynamic and exciting life that would be! NOT!!! I have been
there and done that. More times then anyone else I know. (Well, maybe
Keith Richards, but I do not know him. Lol)
Death taught me many things – but what I was
Blessed to learn the most was LIFE.
Live your life, do not let life live YOU! Be at peace
with whatever demons live within you. Judge not, lest be judged.
Learn to FORGIVE – begin with YOURSELF and let it spread to all who
need your FORGIVENESS.
TAKE IT FROM THIS LONG HAIRED LEAPING GNOME, LEARN FROM YOUR LIFE LESSONS.........
UNTIL NEXT TIME, I REMAIN, DANN – JUST AS I AM.
NAMASTE'
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