Greetings! This is a quick message for my readers and followers of this blog. First of all, THANK YOU!
Just a heads up- I have added categories here for BUDDHISM and MEDITATION. I realize many of my followers are here for the typewriter posts which is great. I don’t wish to lose readership, so if you’re only interested in a particular category where I post you can simply use the CATEGORIES option on my site and scroll to your interest. Or better yet…
I use the aggregator FEEDLY for all the blogs I follow. If you don’t use an aggregator you might want to try it out. It is a godsend in keeping your online reading organized. The great thing is, if you only want to populate your feed of a particular blog with posts from a specific category (like say typewriters), you can simply navigate to that category, copy the link, then paste the link into the ADD CONTENT area of the aggregator. Click on FOLLOW – boom, done!
Don’t worry, all of my categories are still viable. I just didn’t want to start another blog for those topics; at least, not yet. I need another blog right now like I need another typewriter (I don’t).
If you have any questions or comments about using an aggregator, feel free to contact me in the comment section of this post. Hugs to all you readers and again, thank you. ~Tom~
I ran across this interesting story about a woman with a dream of sending out one million letters. Take a look, it may inspire you to write one or two yourself.
My wife began using fountain pens years ago, then abandoned them. I’m now cleaning them up and trying out new ones myself.
I don’t overly concern myself with whether or not we dream in color. Frankly, when I have a disturbing dream, my focus is not on the tint.
Today I completed a poem that describes a (portion of a) dream/nightmare I had last night.
Describing dreams is like attempting to capture smoke with gardening gloves on. You’re constantly convinced that if you could just take off the gloves – victory! Your own dreams haunt you best, because they are yours. If you describe your nightmare as Mickey Mouse chasing you I would assume that you’re Goofy.
Further, I posit that when you dream of people you know, you often dream of a percentage of them. In my case, my wife appeared before me, yet the visceral and emotional effect on my mind was that she was only about 80% my wife – the other 20% being unrecognizable (and scary). Later I recognized others in varying degrees of recognizability [CAUTION: MADE-UP-WORD].
I’m not interested in what dreams “mean” because I have settled into the comfortable belief that dreams are your brains way of shaking five Yahtzee dice in a cup while murmuring, “Thank GOD he’s finally asleep so we can play!” Still, the front end of this dream shook me, and I wanted my poem to shake you too. I hope it does. Mmwa-ha-ha-hah-HA!
Thank Goodness For A Sun
typed on the 1958 Royal Aristocrat
The hidden message
He did spend some contemplative time between the lines. I did not disturb him.
covert photo of a writer in the wild. Don’t spook him!
Looks like my scanner is killing itself. Grrrrr…. ~TH~