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Went through the first few years I was in Facebook.  I posted way less than I do now.  Going to try to go back to that philosophy.

It was about a dozen post per year when I went back from 2010 to 2007.  Now I post like once to three times a week 🙂. I should go over but I figure it helps my algorithm to find things I would like.  

Yet it got interesting, Facebook is sort of a crowd sourced journal.  So I found it a nice way to look over the years for perspective, after I read my Moleskine.


I just actually wrote out my April to July Moleskine in with dates and it's a hard cover which is unusually, my last 4 Moleskine's have been soft cover.  I made a mistake and got the wrong one.  Yet I'm using it for those months.


I was telling Kim I should get rid of them after a year but I find great book quotes in them.

How is your writing doing?  Your still doing it?  I find it's good to get off the Myers Briggs of judging and go to a perception.  Do we all cycle through personalities to try to find the best personality for the right direction.


Often I have to share it with people to figure if I got a good grasp on direction.


I did find my thoughts together of narrative than a first person.  And then often in 3rd person to first person for book notes or quotes.


Over all I enjoyed spending the morning going over the years looking at where I was during the year and pandemic to end of January going into February.  Wich I just notice I wrote all my daily log for February as Feb-uary.  Missed an r.


Yet I got to do a few months to do a few books when and I had time to write it all out.

Personification of it and also Kim says she likes looking at the pictures in it. I just like collecting my cigarette stamps in it.  That would be a loss if I got rid of them.


Two more months then the green Moleskine is set on the shelf and not carried with me any more.  It's also a nice break from being online.


Often in moments one could even have more seldom moments and feel less alone writing down thoughts. I feel more organized and less thought after me to more thoughts with me.  Which is a good cause it pick up a pen and write even if it's not for a book 📚 to publish only a columnist for self opinion.  A log and a bullet journal is an achievement few see and in a age where  revenge-bedtime-procrastination-is-real-according-to-psychologists


Where in a first world accomplishment can just be space jammed by the wonders of why no one calls medical tobacco and wonder how people call everything else medical goes.


Many find trying to get sleep impossible now days and hardly link it to the cancel culture on getting to work or getting stuff done in reflective it is to mirror positive feedback comes or goes in life, love and laugh.


Many don't write how they are trying to change the way people look at them rather than how your looking at them.  And if you've been on the wrong side of equality you have been on the wrong side of history.


These two abstinces would be wise; one would clearly gain by submitting to them.  I do not, therefore, dispute that medicine is useful to some men, but I say that it is fatal to humankind.

The debate of America in capitalism is free markets quick resess of obtainable to all, yet the social adiquate of Arts and extra martial affairs.  That Canada and a social arts or literature or theory license, on index of wealth, is on a Gini index of giving obtainable to all in capatilist is art and social literature and theory available for everyone has unable and obtainable health is an affair all on itself, never a solution all on it self in, all thought direction, a one thought solution is never left available.


Reading a bell curve book, I figure can IQ cause poverty and can poverty cause poor IQ.

Life asinine for those lost, I wander on a path, not all to lost.

That intelligence is stuck in a chases system of reward.

Data mining and algorithms filter most out of an experiences.

Poverty and illegitimacy art tightly linked to ceteris parilous.

If people get school education will poverty end. Doubtful intelligence is a reward system even if IQ rises, wealth is rewarded those few 5% without exception, intelligence bought for the elitist.



Social science on the issue are up in arms and undecided if it's parents coddling there children to much or if it's these technologies that are over stimulating people but the issues are way more prevailing than originally thought as health problems reasoning.
Sleep is 😴💤 a big deal.

Going to bed hungry,
Not being able to pay rent,
Bills,
Not being able to have a family,
Or simple health issues that are all very tied with sleep problems exasperating autoimmune, digestive issues, alcohol or addiction issues, are strongly lit to the 1000% - 2000% profits and the cluster of people who 1/2 tells client workers that they are trying to die.
That assistant suicide is not allowing the mental ill included, unless self inflicted, is wealth obtainable for all the unable or able.
Only keep denying service and aid, one choices disappears then another will replace, unless the tribalism will not allow one of there own to for cost of there keep.

The man who eats in idleness what he has not earned is a thief, and in my eyes the man who lives on an income paid by the state for doing nothing, differs little from the highwayman that lives on those who travel his way.
Outside the pale of society, the solitary, owing nothing to any man, may live as he pleases, but in society either he lives at the cost of others, or he owes them his labour in cost of his keep, there is no exception in this rule. Man in this society is bound to work; rich or poor, weak or strong, every idler to thief.

I proceed along the path which the forces of circumstance compels me to tread, but do not insist that my readers follow me.  Long ago they have made up there minds that I am a wander the lands of chimeras, as in wild eye thoughts.  When I wander so far from popular beliefs I do not cease to bear them in mind; I examine them, I consider them, not that I may follow them or shun them but that I may weigh them in the balance of reason.  When ever that reason compels me to abandon those popular beliefs, I know by experience my readers will not follow my example; I know they will persist in refusing that will to believe what they can not see,  they will have youth of imagination of life that orders.  They forget that the needs are different, because of a being raised in a different fashion and has been influenced as a wholly different feelings and instructed a whole different manner, that it would be whole stranger to be a pupil than to be what I have supposed it to be.
Emile or on education -Jean Jacques


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  1. Hi Nigel, some good thoughts in this blog. Great sunny day today. Hope you had time for a walk with Dixie 😊 I visited a friend on the phone that I hadn’t talked to for a long time!

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    1. Talking to old friends is nice, now days digitalized Koffee or tea is all anyone can do now. So it's nice to chat up to people.☺️

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