Take what you can and take what you like.

It is back to the grind. Not that I am all that happy with my situation. Though, speaking of being happy. If one is not happy with where they are, change the situation. That is what i'm doing. I know that all sounds fairly vague. Trust me that the cat is scratching at the strings to be let out of the bag. People need to trust their gut feelings rather than take a magic pill to take away the pain. That is no way to live life. A wise man (who is actually younger than I) once said something to me that rings true to this moment. "The happiest man on the planet is also the dumbest. He just doesn't realize how bad his, and the worlds, situation really is. I wish I were stupid some days." Oh, how that statement reverberates in my soul most days. However, when i get to the point that I twitch when certain things happen, things must change. I have initiated that change. Never let things that affect your senses fester. Good health means more than just taking care of ones body. The mind is just as important. Solid mental health is just as important as not eating toxic waste and getting some exercise. Some days I wish I were born at the turn of the 1900's...then i realize how great proper medicine can be these days. It is a give and take. Really I think "Carpe Diem" fits well with what i'm saying. We live day to day and being miserable all the while is pointless. Take the leap, just as I have, into the unknown and make the change.

I leave you with this bit of thought provoking prose and a poem from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow about life.

A Psalm of Life 

 Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,— act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow