Category Archives: Life-Changes

Goodbye Google

Two weeks ago, running errands, around town, in the Late-Afternoon, returning Home, it suddenly Dawned on me: “there’s not a single place I’d gone to, by, or through, where—like a ‘ton of Tribbles, born already-pregnant—cognition came: Surveillance cameras were doubling-themselves-up; Reproducing themselves, (in in-your-face fashion), faster than those Tribbles, when The Enterprise™ was infested, by them (“The Trouble with Tribbles” episode, in Star Trek–the Original Series™. When I got home, While Listening to a couple of YouTube Podcasts, on the aforementioned Issue—reaching my last nm of tolerance—without even being concerned with all Deletions I’d have from other sites, I DISCONTINUED MY “GOOGLE” ACCOUNT, ALONG WITH ALL ITS SERVICES. (Hopefully Gone, Finitto, Caput…, I Deleted it All.

Since I use WP’s Complimentary Account, for both my blogs, I’m unable to Upload those Videos directly, within the WordPresss environment, my only choice having been uploading them first on YouTube, as required, then linking them, back to my corresponding Blog Entry.

They’re Gone! And so are my Links.!

It’s not in my Power to be able to pay, for these two sites (ma89, and gmf), thus, by my conscious Act, all but one Link are gone (“Clarisse TWU Interview, found through residentskitz’s youtube channel, is the only one still available.

So sorry it had to be this way, and I’ve no regret having discontinued my Google Group Account. Indeed, I’ve missed it far less than I thought it would be!

“Mine Eyes, now Irrevocably-Opened, cannot be Closed, or just Squinted-from, any longer; for now The Truth is past being just “conspiracy theories,” but Glaring Fact of Life, climbing out of very dark rocks, insulting our Selfhood, our “Freewill,” compelling us into a fearful lifestyle, rather than making our Own “mistakes,” learning from them, ultimately, cognizing why, and correcting them… Surveillance is an ABERRANT Societal Ill, which—though already Quite Late, cannot be Silenced, by (pretending we’re) ignoring it, when in truth, slowly bringing utter sadness we waited so long, now it’s too late!

Pandora’s Box has bee Opened, and the only thing left for us, is the Last Item in her Box, IF we Shut it quickly-enough: “HOPE!”

May anyone truly deny it…, still?

As for me, (at least with Google Group Services), I say: “Good Riddance!” This will not be the only service, either. i shall be considering which one, next. (Calm Down! I don’t see myself closing these two Blogs, in the foreseeable time—unless it’s done by its host).

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A Poem — Strange Clouds – Where are my Sharp Blue Skies?

(Intro to Poem) A few months ago, a Poem came to me, while reading the excellent “Water for Elephants” book, by Sarah Gruen, (without giving the story away), at a certain point, in the story,   Pg 111, the (now old) character says:

…I roll onto my side and stare…at the ‘blue sky beyond… “The sky, the sky, the sky—same as it always was.

I too, remember blue skies, so bright, they hurt the eye—now, but a long-forgotten memory. My answer to his Revelry about the “sameness” of the “blue sky” is stated in the Poem below 

💎STRANGE CLOUDS💎,
by Clarisse Dodge cc 2017 Creative Commons,
See Notes on Bottom, for Additional Info, see note below;

Admiringly-Dedicated to Mr. Dane Wigington, Founder and Tireless Clarion, on these “Strange Clouds” issue of: “Geoengineering Watch Global.”

I don’t know where you’re coming from,
Telling me the skies are always “blue;”


All I can see, in the skies are
cloudy days, when clouds even appear ‘brown’;

When the “blue” does come up,
The sky appears “Faded;
Yet, I’m Old enough to Remember…

Sharp, Clear, Crisp, BLUE Skies,
So Sharp Blue,
it hurt mine own Eyes…,
Those skies, those skies, those skies…

Tho’ Some have Awoken, to the Truth of the Matter,
A Great number o’ Others, still Choose…,
…to continue their Slumber;
Afraid, perhaps, to Face the Unthinkable,
they cannot yet Abide.

These sleepy Ones, bury their heads, in the sand!

WHAT, EXACTLY, I ASK MYSELF,
will it take, to Gently—oh, so gently,
Help’m to Remember, they’re but Slumbering,
and it’s past the Waking-up and Act Time?

For, You See, Neither them,
nor the Maleficent, amongst us…,
Comprehend All These,
last, but a Moment!

When the Sun Shines through, once again;
And the Unusual, Strange Clouds are No More;
What a Marvelous Sky, Indeed,


We’ll have, to Witness…,

AS IT BRIGHTENS, TRUE, CLEAN, and CRISP,
or, WITH TRUE, LIFE-GIVING, LIVING CLOUDS;

A Sky SO DEEP, and BLUE,
as if a liquefied Blue Topaz Gem was Spread
from East to West, from North to South…,
and Everywhere in between.

(Mr. Jankowsky), I Know, from mine Own Eyes,
how Priviledged You’ve been,
never to’ve seen—with a horrified Mind,
that “sameness” of the skies;

be flogged by sordid planes,
playing “Tic-Tac-Toe,”
crisscrossing each other’s Long White Trails,
even making shapes, that could pass,
(I kid you not):
Like your Sacred “Star of David,”


or creating spiralled clouds,
such as I’d never seen my entire life.
I would, That I could Return
to my Youth’s Crisp, Blue Skies,
for I’m Loathe of looking up,
and seeing instead an “opaqued” Sun,
and “Pale Blue” sky…).
~~~~

(NOTE: except for Intro), Permission is Granted for Copying, Duplication, and Divulgation, provided it includes Attribution, esp, to Ms Gruen’s Book’s Character which Inspired it: “Water for Elephants.” And The Dedication to Former Weathercaster, Mr. Dane Wigington, a True Hero, in his Own Right.

Gorgeous, Calm Sea. Photo by Adam Dodge, cc ça. 2009 Seattle, WA, USA

Wrist Surgery Done-Recovery Begins

My Baldwin Studio Upright, Companion of 25+ Yrs. Bought Spring 1991
Gonna Miss playing You, Buddy! Photo, cc 2015, by Clarisse℠ , York, PA, USA

Hi Everyonne… (Pardon the misspellings; they’re so frequent now, it’d be impoîssie to try & corrrct them all–i.e.: Time-conuhvsuming/also, due to pain med side-effectsc …)

Surgery went eell lasted longer than predicted, wrist VERHY Painnvful2 of 5 fingers feel as iff they’re Broken. The slighest touch & they go into a 😩😩😩🤕😷😷…

Must go now!!!

Namasté cg n :-/

 post-Surgery arm. 

ma89/aka: Gaea’s Modwife 

Diagnosis: Fractured Distal Ulnar; Additional Fractures

Both Blogs Going Into Hiatus

UPDATE:

Surgery Recovery Moving Quickly, slowly Reverting to Right Hand. 

Just a quick entry to let everyone know what ws done, and still needs to be done. 

Stitches came off 2 weeks after Surgery and a new Custom-molded, (I’d rather have had a Cast than a Splint. (I’ll say more later; but can’t Complete this, rt now. 
Here are some photos, though: I’l label them later;)

 

  

ma89

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Hi Everyone,

Things happen5, which completely send us on a tailspin–only to hope and pray  we don’t land without our Parachute open.

Such is the case here: Two (2) weeks ago, an unfortunate fall has left my right hand incapacitated at the wrist.

At a gas station, I tripped on a Pothole, near the pump, fell landing full on, straight on my right wrist. I couldn’t even get up.

Calls for Help, brought a Driver and a Policeman, who–seeing how bad my wrist looked–Called an Ambulance, which took me to Lancaster Regional Medical. A temporary cast was applied.

Surgery is tomorrow morning! Two plates will be inserted bypassing the wrist to connect right hand to the forearm.

My piano playing days are over!

I can’t describe how it felt…, the realization I’ll never play it again, like before!😩😩😩✔️

Entry POST-Surgery: 

XRay Courtesy  of OSS-York,  & its Radiology Dept.
Post-Surgery X-Ray, with 1 plate on wrist & Forearm+7Screws

Little bandages (and Custom-Molded Splint) Applied

A 2.5-hr-long Surgical procedure  followed by upteen PT Sessions, will partiaĺly restore range of motion.

Right now, it’s really hard doing it all using my Non-Dominant hand.

Threrefore, effective immediately, both blogs, (this one, and Gaea’s Midwife), are on Hiatus.

Namastè, Everyone, ManicArtist89 🌸💧