Why do so many doctors (insurance companies) appear to take issue with acupuncture acupuncture and Chiropractic medicine?

The truth has a way of speaking for itself-defending itself!

A lot of people are relatively open to the truth. Some more than others… me being the elephant in the room with my family for many years… I was the sounding board for various injustices and dysfunctionalities. Anyways, it appears I have a significant openness for the realities of life… I swim in the pool of life*… or as I have stated many times before -if only to myself 🤔 “I thrive in areas of life that many people tend to drink and drug over; thoughts and situations many people would just as soon forget -the places that drive many people to various neuroses and psychoses -suicide even.

God is always on the side of truth! My grandmother had a saying:

“If God is for you -who can be against you!”

As I have stated also previously:

“The truth poses more of a threat, and therefore a challenge, to man 🤔; than perhaps anything else he will ever face -or run away from!”

*NOT TO SOUND TOO CLICHE’ or to steal someone else’s line; but it might take a little piece of something out of me each time; with each writing – “A pound of flesh given -for an ounce of spirit in return”. Not a bad deal! 🤷‍♂️

The following day after our fight (with Ana) -over 💰, Ana apologized. She said, “I don’t know why I do that -get so uptight about money? Anyways, I’m 😞. You help me, and I do that -I guess it’s just a thing we women do”. I just listen and (no words -only deep regret for once again… 🤷‍♂️).

My thought 🤔: Well if a woman feels inclined to rattle a man’s cage (out of feelings associated with multiple insecurities triggered by a financial…), and if this is how I respond ((some) women are looking for reassurance, others are fishing for something in, out of the other person -I call it “the test”)). Well, if I’m supposed to be “the anchor” in all of this – In a certain sense it feels like I’m back in boot camp -having my buttons pushed to see how I’m going to react! I don’t do well being (de)rided -never have 🤷‍♂️😔. I’m only sorry this is the case with someone I care for so deeply* 😪

Preceding, or ensuing thoughts

Alot of people who have (been granted) a talent which separates them from the rest (literally and figuratively (talent-wise)), don’t know how to adjust, or handle their extraordinary circumstances which often leave them alone, lonely. Whether due to their status (celebrity, reverence, enormous financial success) -or, their very different way in thinking-approach to life… They feel like birds in a cage, animals in a zoo… They themselves never seem quite able to recognize, or reconcile the enormous gift -along with the enormous price one pays for it. I don’t presume to place myself in the shoes of any of these incredibly talented/gifted people to whom this post applies -but given the relative ease with which this was written -with a degree of sentiment and empathy; I feel a sense of affiliation (not the word I was grasping for) with these people. Since I am merely the “mouthpiece” in all of this 🤷‍♂️ I just can’t seem to lay any real claim to a major part in this process -except for the grind of writing along with a minimal amount of processing (in my head), it’s far too easy. What comes out (incredible depth), and the degree of ease involved -tells me quite simply “that it’s not coming from me”. That being said, I have quite often stated that “What is written -what is flowing out from within, I would place on par with-or even above (in some cases), any musical or theatrical work of the highest praise done by man. Of course anything done by God is… a warsh 🤔 (comparing apples-to-apples -and I do consider this a work by “The Almighty” Himself).

When people are on one side of a situation, all-too-often, it seems to preclude them from certain feelings with regard to the person and their plight of being on the other end (the receiving one), of that situation. When we are in an embroiled conflict or fight with someone, as in divorce or custody… with many people -all energies (and sentiments) go towards supporting our own state. Everything from tactical maneuvers to overwhelming (overblown) feelings of victimization or it’s a matter of “life-or-death” (I need to get that $20,000 a month -how can I survive on only $10,000).

I heard on TV once, “If a girl can’t find love, may as well end up with the money”.

Another one, “Love don’t live here no more girlfriend”.

*So the following day Ana comes over -and we take care of the matter as if nothing had ever happened and I always wonder why it was necessary to spar in the first place -couldn’t we just skip all that? Her parents -it’s sad that as a child she had to witness this very thing over and over -talks of divorce every other week for years 😒. I think she carries this pattern with her. I take it very seriously while her husband doesn’t appear to. Interesting advantage, I take it seriously while he seems to slough it off -and he gets the girl for being emotionally detached (seemingly more stable) 🤔 (I guess alot of women figure they don’t need two emotional people in an emotional situation). From my past discussions with Ana I think there’s a certain degree of gratification (She says a reminder of her dad when she gets upset)… Part of her probably longs for that while another part part fields field fearful. I guess the fearful part won out -because she continues to choose to remain with her listless husband. Anyways, while riding around taking care of these finances she made the comment once again… “So have you given any thought to where you’re going to move to?” Which I always take as “See you later -have a nice life”. I’ve pointed out to her numerous times not to ask me about when I’m leaving and not to insinuate that I found somebody else and moved on as she has. I haven’t moved on and I haven’t found anybody else. While she’s sitting in a comfortable home, semi comfortable given the circumstances with her son, I sit here in my apartment day after day alone – Still reflecting, from time-to-time, on the good times we had. Oh well (sighs), it’s a new day -i better brush my teeth, have my 4 raw eggs (In the tradition of rocky -and my cousin Tony -who taught me that many, many decades ago (1976 or so 🤔).

Yesterday I was invited to my aunt’s house for hot dogs – Somewhat unexpected… I think my aunt’s trying to keep things together here for her final years. A lot of damage has been done of late -added to the damage of previous decades. As it came time to arrive for dinner at 6 o’clock in the evening I felt myself less and less excited about going.**

** During the passing of my cousin’s husband recently I had the opportunity to speak with her sister, my other cousin….. About issues with money’s being left to us by my aunt and uncle – How the dynamic had changed with regard to their distribution of the moneys and how -the cousin who lost her husband several weeks back… Her daughter stepped in with her husband to take care of my aunt and Uncle in place of myself after a falling out between us. The conversation then turns to hell my cousin’s daughter was trying to manipulate manipulate certain situations to get at some of that money which she and her husband initially have no stake in – Welcome it turns out the plan has worked out beautifully for them as miant and Uncle gave both myself and my other cousin living abroad a phone call stating that our moneys would be reduced these would be reduced. Come to find out that where those reductions in money are being redistributed -to her sister’s/my other cousin’s daughter and her husband via considerable manipulation above-and-beyond kindness especially to my aunt and uncle (her grandparents) by trying to bring division. Through our discussions between myself and my cousin who lives abroad, we were able to discover that this young lady was telling stories to one person over here and then a different one to the person over there -just like in the soap operas you see on TV. So as I’m driving up to the house I’m thinking I hope they’re not there, they live in Phoenix. And sure enough there there and sure enough my cousin’s daughter is just as smiling and happy to see me as ever. She’s got that look and tone as if she wished she could give me a million dollars if she had it to give but to give while meanwhile she’s going around stealing our money that was meant to help us get a house. It’s sickened me to have to sit there next to these people and eat. If I could only bring myself to forget about the money and the manipulation and simply be a vehicle of God’s love -just like Jesus. Unfortunately, as a human being living a life below the poverty line, living in an apartment (which I have outgrown) in an area of town, in a town… which I do not seem well suited for… I’m probably one of the few males in the neighborhood that doesn’t drink or do drugs… And having an ego -not having completely given into humility; in spite of my year’s sober and in Alcoholics Anonymous… It’s a very difficult thing to sit there and watch this all play out.. The manipulation on the part of my cousin’s daughter if in fact it is true and there seems to be considerable evidence. The bias on the part of my aunt and particularly that of my Uncle towards their own children and grandchildren; where blood seems to have a decided advantage over loyalty and dedication; where blood coupled with seeming loyalty and dedication trump’s mere loyalty and dedication… irregardless of certain realities belying them; my Uncle by marriage a couple of years ago plainly stated he didn’t want me to have the money “I would rather it go to my own kids but your aunt wants you to have it -if she’s going to do it calm I’d rather she wait till I die”.*** So it didn’t take much for this granddaughter to tip the scales in her favor. I’m sad moreso than angry -I’m so tired of people (“and their dirty, filthy little ways” -as my grandmother would often say). Oh well, time to get up. I just want all of you out there to know you’re not alone in your struggles, your disappointments -I think it’s about time WE ALL START OPENING UP TO ONE ANOTHER ABOUT OUR EXPERIENCES AND FEELINGS REGARDING WHATS HAPPENING IN OUR LIVES -HOW WE TREAT ONE ANOTHER! THERE’S BOTH A HEALING AND A UNITY TO BE FOUND IN THIS PROCESS -PERHAPS SOME COMFORTING AS WELL 🤷‍♂️ Next time somebody asks you how you’re doing -do me, and yourself a favor and tell them; whether they want to👂it or not! Chow

***These folks don’t seem to know what they’re doing -They don’t seem to realize that even when money’s involved and things go smoothly there there is often an upheaval among is hung family members. So you can just imagine with a lack of agreement on the part of my aunt Uncle how all this plays out. I’ve had several opportunities in my life to inherit money or receive money, and I don’t think I ever acted this like a money grubber – a gold digger! Don’t get me wrong calm I love money as much as the next person…. But for example, I never did anything -for my aunt and uncle all these years- with the idea of receiving some kind of an inheritance. It was a surprise to me when I heard they were going to give me some money for a house. Even at this moment, if they called me to go up there I would do so in spite of this tremendous heartache. Whether I received money or not. To see this young lady taking trips from Phoenix to help her grandparents with the idea that money is a forethought… And the fact that my uncle wouldn’t care anyways because he’d rather see her get it than me 🙃 OH WELL… When they ask Charlie Chaplin “Well what would we do now Charlie” -“SMILE”. 🙃

Put your own words into songs already written’ put them to the melody. It’s great practice. Start with a line or verse.

🤔 I always wondered how a song translated into another language would work since in the transition you lose the rhyme -don’t you? How do different languages play out, into this transitioning?

Historically, change had a viable meaning, or reason. These days, at least in this country, change has become more of a hunger, or thirst, orrrrrrr… an addiction. So much so that, in certain instances, when we can’t find a good or appropriate reason for it, we’ll settle for a bad or inappropriate one! SHAKES HIS HEAD

I kick with my left foot but I’m right-footed. I kicked with my right til bout 3rd grade?

Sometimes, the what you start out with isn’t your best… it’s best to switch… Rafael Nadal

Some people get too much attention and some people get too little. I wish to God we could do something about that

I have had the privilege of running across some very special human beings in my life. People who model what a human being can be and should be! And I would also like to add that I have not met nearly enough of them. But I suppose one can always carry them around in their breast pocket.

If a good thought, a responsible thought comes to mind… One should probably pay attention to it because it’s probably God nudging you in the right direction at the right time! I for one have such moments continually. It’s time to pray! Time to go get a glass of water. Time to do my reading of “The Poem of the Man-God”. Time to say good night to God and say my nightly prayer.

How much one values one’s own life:

•Depends on…

•Determines….

How we conduct ourselves in life and the decisions we make. Probably our achievements as well as our failures.

I just think there’s a world of difference between people who have a proper perspective on the value of life versus those who place far too much or far too little…

Could you live without your car?

There’s an old saying, “The one who dies with the most toys wins!”

There’s an even old or saying “The one who can be content with the fewest toys wins”. I think the more a person can do without -the freer they truly are!” Jesus would probably agree.