True Story

Is there a reactive mind?  A stimulus response mind that’s in everyone’s makeup-that keeps us being less than we could be/should be, and having the things we should have? That throws a wrench into experiences and relationships haphazardly?

Story:  When growing up I was made to wear “glasses”.  These made me uncomfortable to say the least since the ones I despised the most were colored pink.  Pink?  In grade school? You can imagine the jokes and ribbing.

Well, here’s the reactive part (a mild form of).  Noticing over the past few summers that I would lose “sun glasses” quite freely and quickly after acquiring them, it came to me that there was a connection.  A connection?

The connection being the word “glasses”.   I so detested having to wear glasses (for  many reasons)—I had a built in aversion to “glasses”.   And the proof is I recently purchased a very expensive pair of Ray-Ban’s (now by Exotica) but I have not lost them.  Probably never will.  Did you notice I call them Ray-Ban’s not sun glasses?   I only refer to them as that or sun shades.

This story has a “happy ending” but quirky.  What did you expect?

More recently, my sun “Ray-Bans” broke.  Yes, but more to fact, they were defective even though a high class-high quality-high ticket item.  Nevertheless they broke.

Back to the store where I bought them.  Repairable yes, several weeks, no dice.

Refundable yes, wonderful.  But still no shades.  Ah, did I mention they were not Ray-Bans?  Maui Jims.  Still high ticket.

Now let me see……hmm

And the part of the human mind which victimizes us universally without cessation? There’s a very  happy ending for it.  Send a message, and I’ll release that story as well.



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Hindsight – Don’t Settle For What Life Sends Your Way

When I was growing up and had to wear corrective shoes and later braces on upper and lower teeth-it caused me to introvert even more than was my tendency to do so. Add to that pale, unsightly glasses (astigmatism) and we have a picture of true childhood torture. Continue reading

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Open Letter to Traffic Bureaus

  After many years of observation and experience on the roadways and Interstates of this nation, it’s quite clear to myself, if none other, that traffic school and traffic regulations are unsuccessful in preventing fatal collisions and property damage. I’ve taken and graduated several of Driver ed tests including a certified course from the state of Alabama. I have consulted a number of Driving Schools, Fast Forward in Tennessee and “Dean” at (Active Life Driving Schools).    Also, Stop and Go Traffic & Driving School in Arizona “Dominique” at NDSS, Florida Driving School.  None of these schools post any outline of their curriculum, and Dominique stated that they cover only the safety regulations and basic laws of their state. She recommended Drivers Ed online. Trying In-car driving schools for their curriculum I found that doesn’t offer services in Tennessee.  Then I called Florida Safety Council, which has several driver training/ed classes: ADI Advanced Driver Improvement; 3-in-3 Driver Change Course (3 crashes in 3 years) NB: “Crashes” not accidents (correct identification of incident); Aggressive Driving, Road Rage, and Street Racing; ATE Alternative Transportation Ed. But, when I spoke with Bonnie F. she reported that there were no advanced “In-car” driving programs, only the 6 hour class with basic driving skills.  A customized class could be arranged, but does not exist.

 The true why for these injuries and fatalities and excessive citations Continue reading

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Scruples vs. Marbles

People have said in the past and do say, “He (or she) has lost their marbles,” and usually occurs when a person is speaking fatuously or incongruously or incoherently to them; but, when we see someone execute perform or be the agent of some action or some transaction and we conceive it be onerous it we say they’ve lost their scruples.

Well I say it is more important that a person doesn’t lose their scruples then to lose their marbles. In fact one could lose all their marbles completely because one doesn’t need marbles or what we have referred to which is their mental capacity or their memory. What people do need to retain his assent of fairness and kindness and rightness of action the kind of action which will do the most good for the highest number.

 Therefore I say when it comes to Scruples vs. Marvels, Scruples win!. The moral of the story.


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I get tears easily (for practically no reason at all; and then again) for the heart-break stories, such as this famous one:

An editor once challenged authors to write a six word story.  Ernest Hemingway did and this is what he wrote:  

Baby shoes, for sale, never used.

Do you get tears when you hear or read a story about the overcoming of human suffering?  Or the overcoming of inadequate education?  Those are the kind of tears I like to shed.

And even the simple act of seeing someone get what they have long dreamed for?

Have you ever experienced the joy of relief and new found energy when after a bout with flue or a long convalescence has ended?

What of a time when you mastered a skill that even you were on tenterhooks about?

I’m sure that you’ll agree, if you can recollect any of these, that they are truly among the great reasons life is worth living.


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First, I believe more women should train to be bull-fighters.  There would be more colorful bullfighting and a lot less bullshitting.

Secondly Life doesn’t suck and then you die. Life, if it sucks, it is that way because you or whoever it “sucks” for decided that it sucks, somewhere along the line, or they made it suck for others.  Which is more often the case.
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To date I have written and published these books:

On Conquering Things (Essays & Short Stories on that subject)
What Children Know That Adults Have Forgot (Color illustrated)
Poetry My Mother Would’ve Approved
Poetry My Mother Would Not Have Approved
Poetry Even Your Mother Would Approve
Exiled To Earth (Science Fiction similar to The Martian [Recent film of same])
The Reincarnation of Edgar Allan Poe (Non-Fiction-Documented evidence of that)
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The Cause of Our Disappointment

We often are the cause of our own disappointment.

Where I reside is a type of hotel that allows residency as well as guest occupancy.  Meaning, usually a guest stays at a hotel for one or two days or a weekend, sometimes as much as a week.  Motels, I’m not including.  This hotel however allows for extended stays. In reality, there is no known limit how long an occupant can reside at the hotel: there are no statues or local ordinances unless one doesn’t keep up with the monthly or weekly rates of the hotel.

Now, early on in my tenure at this extended stay hotel I would often awake early in the morning to the strident sounds of a car alarm, usually a automobile horn blaring.  Sometimes, but not as frequently this would occur after hours at night too.

It got so,  that I couldn’t tolerate the nuisance so I began making notes of the license plates of the offenders, and reporting it to the managers of the hotel to take action. I even, when it got very out of hand, contemplated doing to the violator such retribution as letting air out of all four tires or dumping egg shells on their windshield.  Anyone reading this no doubt has had such spontaneous reactions.

Just appearing with a clipboard behind the vehicle sounding off obstreperously and taking down license plate number and description of vehicle would hasten the inhibition of further occurrences of disturbing the peace. My peace for sure.

Then one day, in early afternoon while catching a bite before going out again, a similar horn blaring caught my attention. This after many months of quietude on the premises, due to, without bragging, my efforts to counteract the occurrence of a strong wind blowing, a light tap of the rear end of a car, leaning to heavily on an apron of a car, initiating a car alarm etc.

I investigated when it continued past a reasonable amount of  time, and THIS time I discovered it was my alarm, that I had set off, accidentally by sitting on my key fob.

Now, I won’t make this analogy capriciously from one instance; however, upon reflecting over my life, I can find numerous other instances where if I had acted hastily, i.e. not inspecting the area of turbulence or disquiet or double checking my facts first, I would have stepped unlightly into an even more turbulent scene. 

Perhaps readers can recall for themselves such crossroads in their reaction to unsettling or disturbing occurrences from the environment? 

General personal calmness, with clarity of thought while still being capable of much action and activity is a worthwhile state to shoot for.  Many embarrassing, sometimes costly, and certainly upsetting conflicts and confrontations can be salvaged from even occurring, before they proceed off the rails.









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Essays From A Dead Poet

My publisher, Frank Carlyle said it might be a good idea to inform my readers of a new work soon to be available. Through various bookstores and online.

Cover 7pt9 X 5pt2 Essays Ffrom a Dead Poet

Biting. funny and interesting essays.  F.A. Carlyle

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Blog Junkies

The tendency for blog responders to engage in self promotion and discusssions unrelated to the topic of the blogsite they’re visiting leads me to believe that there are numerous blog junkies, no different than drug addicts.

Let’s imagine a scenario, forbidding any global movement, just an Internet scenario where surfers and dabblers would respond cogently to blogs honestly posted.  What would that be like? 

 I have a challenge then for those who seek the spotlight on others blog sites, viz. Contact the rear two upper corners of the room, close your eyes and don’t think for several minutes.

 Send in your experiences and I’ll post them on my blog.

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