Next?

After writing for another website of mine this morning I got to thinking about the term: Next? Talk about a nebulous question! Next . . . in line. Next . . . in life. Next . . . ?

What is next is likely the most common question we could ask of ourselves, or others. In a way, it is a question concerning whether or not we are ready for next. When we think about next it can be with anticipation or dread. If, that is, we know a bit about life. In Vietnam, next was something we tried hard not to think of. You know what next means, is not an easily answered question in combat. It isn’t an easy question in normal life either but once you have lived through abnormal one is probably more prepared for next.

I mentioned above that I was writing for another of my websites. This just before I eliminated a couple of others. Too much work for a tiny brain, having six websites. I can handle three due to my ignorance of not understanding my limitations. Small brains with big ideas don’t always work out as we might hope. I give you the Democrat Party. Didn’t see that one coming, did you?

I am, basically, an unbridled writer of words with thoughts that are quite often incongruous to many people. I sometimes think that I can hear the rattle of thoughts colliding with one another in my brain which happens to reside right between my ears. An inconvenient place to put a brain, between a guy’s ears. Then again, there isn’t much room behind one’s patella now is there? Imagine if you had to kneel on your brain in church! The knee flexes, the brain doesn’t. Maybe that would have been a better placement? After all, we have wars because we have our brains in between our ears so don’t tell me that white noise is not a cause for war.

Just a few thoughts from a senile old white guy.

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