While lazily wandering around I happened to unintenionally notice a peculiar particular aspect of one of the skills acquired as a result of human's nature. I think I discovered that it is easier to determine that someone has lost their mind than it is to reailize (determine) how far away your own mind has and probably is now wandering.
/SG - Free Thought - [Locals] - [Aug 2025]
Gab: Aug 12, 2025.
GETTR: Aug 12, 2025.
Locals: Aug 12, 2025.
Truth Social: Aug 12, 2025.
X: Aug 12, 2025.
Desert rose. August is big red month. Color is beautiful. I can not pin down the shade (all of them).
/SG - Free Thought - [Locals] - [Aug 2025]
Gab: Aug 13, 2025.
GETTR: Aug 13, 2025.
Locals: Aug 13, 2025.
Truth Social: Aug 13, 2025.
X: Aug 13, 2025.
Philosophically, which some may instinctively call theologically in this situation, a recommendation for those whose cloud 9 is white whine, try red wine.
Note: think and ingest in moderation and do not try to drive it home.
Love.
/SG - Free Thought - [Locals] - [Aug 2025]
Gab: Aug 13, 2025.
GETTR: Aug 13, 2025.
Locals: Aug 13, 2025.
Truth Social: Aug 13, 2025.
X: Aug 13, 2025.
If perchance you are searching for something that will return you at least to normal insanity, ponder long about rocks. *Pet rocks. "Sweet dreams are made of those. A paraphrased line from the song.
*Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This", Eurythmics January, 1983.
** Pet rocks are beneath my dignity*** so research is your responsibility.
*** You know I'm lying.
/SG - Free Thought - [Locals] - [Aug 2025]
Gab: Aug 13, 2025.
GETTR: Aug 13, 2025.
Locals: Aug 13, 2025.
Truth Social: Aug 13, 2025.
X: Aug 13, 2025.
