The Flip Side of Chaos
U C D Bees? D
Bees U C R...OK. D
Bees I C...R Gees.
I posted this little piece of nonsense this morning on face/book along with three photos of bees I had taken recently. I didn’t plan to write such a silly bit of nonsense when I originally posted the pics, and only did so when it came time to say what was “on my mind.”
|I C D Bees.|
Being retired as I am, the sky’s the limit when it comes to what may or may not be on my mind. I am still in awe of the direction my free time has taken, since I put my collection of neck ties out to pasture, and picked up a hobby-or two.
Because Annie bought me a little camera a few Christmases ago, and because I like to infuse social media with a steady-incessant, actually-diet of positive images, I have become a veritable gold mine of optimism. Despite the dismal direction national politics is taking, I remain determined to stay buoyant and hopeful, just as the bees are doing.
Do I worry that folks may think me just a tad goofy for posting such nonsense? I don’t know. Do I worry that the men in white coats might be on their way to take me away? More likely, I would say.
I am fortunate to live in an environment which radiates beauty. It’s one thing to have a spiffy little camera, with which to take quaint photographs; it’s quite another to have something in the lens that bears capturing.
I recently had a former colleague of mine from the school district, gently point out that, wasn’t taking pics merely a matter of directing the camera and clicking the shutter? And of course, he is right.
That’s why all pics are pretty much the same.
Regardless of how much talent is required to capture an appealing image, posting it is so easy, even I can do it.
When it comes to the being goofy part, all I can say is that I am a frequent flyer on social media. When I see those posts which reflect the pain and angst of the human condition, when I view the rants exposing the injustices of individual lives, I tend to expand on the goofiness.
You want injustice? I’ll deliver injustice to you on a silver platter, ignoring the irony for just a moment.
In this morning’s news feed, there was an article about a local individual who was killed when driving on the highway, after debris from a big rig in front of her, became dislodged from the truck and crashed into her car. She ended up losing control and died at the scene. The big rig continued on its way, apparently oblivious to the chaos that had occurred.
Go ahead, tell me again how your life is so fucked up.
So when you see this,
“U C D Bees? D
Bees U C R...OK. D
Bees I C...R Gees,”
Think of it as the flip side to “… The big rig continued on its way, apparently oblivious to the chaos that had occurred.”