Ever wonder if the week's vacation you have waited for 51 week will actual happen?
Ever wonder where summer went and why it stay so cold outside for so long?
How long did it take for for school to let out for the summer every year?
How long did it take for Christmas to come in December.
At 15, how long did the magic year of 16 to roll around and the coveted driver's licence to come to fruition? 10 years? 20 yrs...definitely 20.
These are rhetorical questions I know...but our expectation and time are in juxtaposition. We want time to pass quickly, or more slowly. It's an agenda we all participate in.
Are we the only animal on earth that has anticipatory notions?
Nope.
My cat knows when it's 5:00...and wet food dinner time. She parks herself in front of you and stare. She can hear the spoon hit the dish a mile away.
Pavlov's dogs salivated when a bell was rung and I think all animals in our care have the same built in clock. It's 5:00 somewhere!
In my experience with cattle, blowing the horn on the hay truck brought more cattle to field. Feeding time would find most of them gathered in the same place in the field as yesterday, and they also knew the sound of the truck motor before I came into sight.
Anticipation slows our concept of time . In an emergency situation every second seems an hour...or a year.
I am in anticipation of the next THREEEEEE ANNNNDDDD ONNNNE HALLLLF YYYYEEEEAAARS GOOOIIIINGGG BBBBYYY SWWWIFFFLY. That ain't work out well for me right now.
I don't I WANT to be 3.5 yrs older...I just want the world to come to it's senses. Selfish of me? I've wasted 3 1/2 yrs of my time on more that one dalliance...
A friend and his Dad were waiting for his Mom to go out to dinner. What's taking so long, he asked. Dad replied "Time waits for no man and only 15 minutes for women."
I think the last part of the quote has expired for our President and his chaotic political administration. Maybe it's an incurable disease that is affecting the whole world right now. I would like it to go away and a more thoughtful and compassionate world rise from the ashes...
WAKE UP, PEOPLE. Sleep walking is dangerous to you and others.
The song "How Can a Poor Man Stand Such Times and Live" was written by Blind Alfred Reed. He was a blind musician and songwriter from Virginia who composed the song in 1929, a commentary on the Great Depression and the struggle of poverty. The song became a significant work of social commentary and was added to the Grammy Hall of Fame in 2020.
There once was a time when everything was cheap,
But now prices nearly puts a man to sleep.
When we pay our grocery bill,
We just feel like making our will
I remember when dry goods were cheap as dirt,
We could take two bits and buy a dandy shirt.
Now we pay three bucks or more,
Maybe get a shirt that another man wore.
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
Well, I used to trade with a man by the name of Brown,
Flour was fifty cents for a bag of twenty-four pound.
Now it's a dollar and a half beside,
Just like a-skinning off a flea for the hide.
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
Oh, the schools we have today ain't worth a cent,
But they see to it that every child is sent.
If we don't send everyday,
We have a heavy fine to pay.
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
This song was originally posted on protestsonglyrics.net
Prohibition's good if 'tis conducted right,
There's no sense in shooting a man 'til he shows flight.
Officers kill without a cause,
They complain about funny laws.
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
Most all preachers preach for gold and not for souls,
That's what keeps a poor man always in a hole.
We can hardly get our breath,
Taxed and schooled and preached to death.
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
Oh, it's time for every man to be awake,
We pay fifty cents a pound when we ask for steak.
When we get our package home,
A little wad of paper with gristle and a bone.
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
This song was originally posted on protestsonglyrics.net
Well, the doctor comes around with a face all bright,
And he says in a little while you'll be all right.
All he gives is a humbug pill,
A dose of dope and a great big bill.
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
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