Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Newsletter -- Heart Attack

NEWSLETTER CONCERNS - At the top I'll take a moment of personal privilege to thank so many of you for your words of encouragement since I announced a reboot of my old newsletter. It's great to have such kind friends. But with your encouragement you expressed concerns, and that's what I want to touch on briefly.

Your essential concern is that taking on this task is quite an undertaking, perhaps too much for one person, in addition to my other duties, the blog, living my own life, keeping mice out of my house, etc. "How can you even think of adding this to your load?" was the most insistent, gut-wrenching question I got.

Let me first say, If I didn't think I could do it, I wouldn't try. I'm not one of those fools who always tests his limits. I accept my limits in life, believing it's better to abide peacefully in complete insentience than to try to do more than you're able. As for the newsletter, I know I can do it!

Yes, of course a newsletter can be a real handful, particularly for the average person. But I have advantages: There's my iron will and steely resolve. There's my far-reaching ability to glimpse the end from the beginning, giving me the greatest confidence. And finally, even if all that forsook me, there's my super brain. I assure you, with a super brain you can accomplish a lot more than pure idiots. (I'm not dissing anyone, don't write in.)

Your concerns are appreciated, but as you can tell, I've got this thing! How? The learning goes in the hopper. Just this morning I read a few pages of a book, very refreshing. The learning arrives at my super brain's grinders, where it's ground to whatever consistency I choose; this particular book became fine meal. Finally, the chute roars into action with the barrel collecting the next newsletter.

HEART ATTACK - The previous article is everything a newsletter would need. But I'm going on, adding more! Another way you can encourage me is to subscribe. I can't tell you how much I love seeing my numbers go up. Whether it's by 100, 10, or even 1, it thrills me to no end. That's what your subscription does for me, and I thank you. But there's also something that drags me down, and really sets me off, sometimes to the point of violent rage. You guessed it, if anyone UNsubscribes. Just seeing the number go down by 1 is enough, all things being equal, to unhinge me. At which point I can't be held responsible for my actions. My one request to you is, If you subscribe, please do so with the unspoken vow in your mind that you will never UNsubscribe. When you resolve that, both of us will be happier. When I say this, friends, I'm serious, heart attack serious.

PHILOSOPHY FOR LIFE - I'm a big believer that everyone's life, and every second of life, has significance, and sometimes eternal consequences. A big part of our happiness comes from realizing this. It can be something monumental, like scaling a lofty mountain peak. You're up there, you feel the chilly wind rattling your bones, and you never forget it. Or it can be something as (apparently) trivial as reading a paragraph in some guy's newsletter and saying, "Hmm."

You see what that "Hmm" represents? A turning point, an insight, a flash of light, a moment. Like on a hot day when you take a sip of ice-cold water; you've endured the heat of the day and that sip comes across as a flash of refreshment.

My flash of refreshment to you today are these simple words, "Be encouraged." Take that in, let it roll around your mind. Seems so small, I know, like a BB in an auditorium. But somehow it keeps rolling back to you. You can ignore it, and soon your friends will say how wasted you look, how dessicated, and how terrible things must be for you. Or you can run with that good thought and become like Superman or Superwoman. Wouldn't you rather be Superman than Superwaste!

OLD NEWS - One time a teacher accused me of something I didn't do. Which was twiddle my finger around the side of my head, the same as saying, "The teacher is really dumb." I got in serious trouble, had to go to the office, where for punishment the principal shook me. It was the craziest thing, since I didn't do what they said I did. Meaning, the teacher deserved what I didn't give her!

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