On this historic anniversary of the 2001 attacks, I choose to ignore any commemoration of the event (convinced it was a false flag operation engineered by elements of the shadow US Government and Israel to get the neo-conservative perpetual war for global domination in a one-world order agenda rolling along). I also refuse to call it Patriots' Day as some do now. To me, that label should grace April 19th (for the 1775 Battles of Lexington and Concord, MA).
No, I instead turn to self-absorbed notions in my ongoing despair at lacking a working computer in my home and any Internet connection there due to having no funds for solving the problems. Some bother reading this column may laugh and call me crazy (I don't care about that any longer - I know I'm one nervous breakdown away from being committed somewhere with padded walls).
Some things I need and cannot seem to find or acquire include the following.
A satisfying career from which I would never willingly retire and would only stop working at due to death, severe disability or having no new fiction ideas. This is the one element to a worthwhile life (and my calling from God) that has eluded me for 14 years and counting. This also seems unlikely to change anytime soon no matter how many books or stories of mine appear in print within the immediate future.
A soul mate to share my life's various ups and downs, but this would be less of a lacking element to my life if I had satisfying work in the first thing mentioned above. Something I read recently that touched on historical famous male Russian authors who had significant others that helped their work again convinced me I need a Slavic wife (either from Eastern or Central Europe or an American lady with some of that ethnic background in her past) for the long suffering, patient and loyal qualities often found from women living in that part of the world. If she shared a passion for writing or something related to it, so much the better.
A loyal dog raised from a puppy would be the only other thing I'm lacking (currently due to my lease forbidding pets and being unable to afford one anyhow) as a source of unconditional love and companionship from a lesser species beneath humans.
I suppose a better income from the first thing would be something many would want or need, but if the work is satisfying and can sell from my writing I could trust Providence from God to provide what was needed in that area. I already trust Him regarding my future after I am dead.
Lacking the computer for working even without an Internet connection is driving me slowly mad and the dead end job that does not provide enough for survival from one month to the next is slowly killing me from stress. I guess the things I'm lacking in life could give me a less negative outlook on the future long enough to get some serious work done.
No, I instead turn to self-absorbed notions in my ongoing despair at lacking a working computer in my home and any Internet connection there due to having no funds for solving the problems. Some bother reading this column may laugh and call me crazy (I don't care about that any longer - I know I'm one nervous breakdown away from being committed somewhere with padded walls).
Some things I need and cannot seem to find or acquire include the following.
A satisfying career from which I would never willingly retire and would only stop working at due to death, severe disability or having no new fiction ideas. This is the one element to a worthwhile life (and my calling from God) that has eluded me for 14 years and counting. This also seems unlikely to change anytime soon no matter how many books or stories of mine appear in print within the immediate future.
A soul mate to share my life's various ups and downs, but this would be less of a lacking element to my life if I had satisfying work in the first thing mentioned above. Something I read recently that touched on historical famous male Russian authors who had significant others that helped their work again convinced me I need a Slavic wife (either from Eastern or Central Europe or an American lady with some of that ethnic background in her past) for the long suffering, patient and loyal qualities often found from women living in that part of the world. If she shared a passion for writing or something related to it, so much the better.
A loyal dog raised from a puppy would be the only other thing I'm lacking (currently due to my lease forbidding pets and being unable to afford one anyhow) as a source of unconditional love and companionship from a lesser species beneath humans.
I suppose a better income from the first thing would be something many would want or need, but if the work is satisfying and can sell from my writing I could trust Providence from God to provide what was needed in that area. I already trust Him regarding my future after I am dead.
Lacking the computer for working even without an Internet connection is driving me slowly mad and the dead end job that does not provide enough for survival from one month to the next is slowly killing me from stress. I guess the things I'm lacking in life could give me a less negative outlook on the future long enough to get some serious work done.