Blogger Creative Challenge #287: Void

Posted in Challenges by angloswiss

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and no animals were harmed during the writing of this challenge.

Once upon a time there was a small country surrounded by many other countries that were much bigger. The bigger countries decided to stay together, and the little country stayed on its own. There were no problems. The little country was very proud of being democratic. The government of this little country allowed their people to make their own decisions. If someone had a good idea, he just collected signatures in support of this idea and permission was granted to vote. And so it came to pass one day that a leading political party had a wonderful idea, collected many signatures and it was voted.

The voting day arrived and decisions were cast, but there was a problem. There was one person more that said “yes”, meaning that it was accepted. This little country had a new law. All the people that said “no” were not happy. The politicians that wanted this new law were clapping their hands, smiling for the television cameras and were satisfied with the result. There was a small problem in incorporating this new law into the country’s ideals, as the actual government were not so keen and the surrounding big countries found it would not be in agreement with their ideas. The chief politician who wanted this in the small country was asked how this new law would be brought into effect, but he was a clever man. He said it was no longer his problem, the democracy said “yes” with one vote more and it was now for the government to discover how to do it.

Eventually all the people that did not want this law in this small country decided they would go, move to a country where the laws were better. All the big countries surrounding this little country were happy, as this little country was quite wealthy. Half of the population in the little country, plus one remained. As time passed, the little country shrunk even further and was forgotten. The population dwindled and they had even forgot why they were so alone. One day the people in this small country disappeared, no-one knew where they had gone. Instead of this small country there was just a void on the map.

There might be a moral to this story, the politicians have not yet found it.

Migros, Langendorf

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12Feb2014

Daily Prompt: Karma Chameleon

Posted in Challenges by angloswiss

This just in: let’s pretend that science has proven that karma is a thing. Your words and actions will influence what happens to you in the future. How (if at all) will you change your ways?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us CIRCLE.

The sky over Feldbrunnen

Good intent and good deed contribute to good karma and future happiness, while bad intent and bad deed contribute to bad karma and future suffering. I did not say that, but Internet, as I am not the Karma type person. I do not think this would work out. I am impulsive and might say the wrong thing at the wrong moment. I might even say the wrong thing at the right moment.

Let us think it over. I arise in the morning, head for the kitchen and my karma tells me to activate the computer. There might be etheric philosophies awaiting my attention, be it by e-mail, Facebook or even WordPress. I now have the chance to ensure that my words and actions influence the future of my computer connections. In the meanwhile, whilst eating breakfast and coating the keyboard with milk splashes from the cereal in a karmatic way, I digest the nocturnal happenings in the cyberworld. I read that Justine Bieber has again stepped out of line with his karma, although this does not seem to influence me. I see that I have collected a few likes in WordPress, endowing me with an enlarged circle of karma followers and I am now floating instead of sitting on my chair. This karma is certainly something.

Unfortunately the real world is beckoning, so I must leave my floating perch in this world of transcendention to hunt for food for the family. I noticed my words did influence the butcher at the supermarket when I decided not to buy the cold pork roast, which was on special offer. The sales lady seemed to be a little disappointed, but soon regained her Karma when I decided on Italian salami.

I returned home and really intended to sit cross legged on the kitchen floor with my arms outstretched on each side with flat palms to gather the chi and bring my Ying Yang into balance. I was ready to close my eyes an do a little chant, in the Hari Krishna line of things but then remembered I should begin to cook lunch. It was vegetarian to keep in line with my mystical daily course of life. I could not have meat distracting my well-being. This might have an aggressive influence on my afternoon sleep after lunch.

I felt refreshed after my golden oldie moments in bed and awoke to see the sun was shining, illuminating the area where I live bringing everything into balance. I then closed the blinds as the sunrays were reflecting on the computer screen and interrupting my lines of psychedelic thought. I was now wondering whether to smoke a joint or settle for my usual daily yogurt (perhaps with some hemp seeds). Yogurt is a natural product, and so is cannabis, but I decided to keep my karma involvement on a normal level and settled for the yogurt pure.

It was now time for my Tai Chi exercise, something you do regularly to maintain the internal benefits. The external benefits sometimes cause problems. I am still trying to stand on one foot, whilst spreading my arms right and left, and combining this with the turning of the neck. Generally I tend to lose my balance and my neck is fixed, but it can only get better.

After this exhausting day filled with spiritual occurrences I decided to postpone the karmatic efforts to another day and spent an hour watching my cats sleep. I think they actually invented karma. They sleep at least sixteen hours per day, whilst their ears twitch now and again: even their eyes are sometimes open, but they are circulating perfectly in an unknown space and time. I am sure they have discovered the pure karma. When they awake they have one thought, one aim, one target. They walk to the food bowl and eat.

Karma Chameleon

Karmatic Pingbacks

Being honest the title is based on a remark made on one of my blogs by a supporter.
"You always turn a topic inside out and on its head" were words also applied by a visitor to one of my blogs. I think she hit the nail on the head.

Prompts are there to act on, not just tell everyone what you had for lunch or your likes and dislikes. I trust that on my blog you find something spiced with humour. Mr. Swiss, my other half, has been known to say that not everyone always understands my humour (I do not always understand his).

Blogging is for me coupled with having fun. I do what I want to and not what I have to.

Disclaimer: Not reponsible for any spelling or grammatical mistakes. I do my best, but having two langugages revolving in my brain (yes, I have one), sometimes the result is more bi- than unilingual.