Sundays are usually pretty quiet….
fruits on a hot day
after church fellowship…uhmmm love it !
the priest greeting the church goers after the mass
Foxes at Sharp Park
or so it seems….
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| Golfers at Sharp park enjoying the company of a fox |
until something out of the ordinary ….
makes you think different…
The Twin Peaks is a regular stop for tourists….
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| Sharp Park Fox |
i was on my way to continue my "plein air"session
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| view of Treasure Island and East Bay |
when i felt the wind was too gusty while following
a tourist on
his way to twin peaks
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| Iowan plated car |
so i thought to lax the day off and follow the crowd for
what might be exciting…
dismally..I admit, i'm that easy to convince
when a probable promise of excitement
can happen..even if it were "sort'a might "...
after all, Sundays
are a little too quiet at times…
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| San Francisco view atop twin peaks |
and nothing could be more disturbing than that...
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| the strong wind blowing her skirt off at twin peaks |
who enjoy the role of playing tourists,,,
they spend plenty of their saved money
for the city coffers...
other Sundays characterize the city ….
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| tourists with warm coffee cups…. just don't fall over the cliff, folks! |
as if one is watching a rerun of "Dirty Harry",
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| "i'm just sunbathing officer"…. |
there's a good application of psychology and diplomacy
called for in this situation…
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| Guerrero and Market St scene |
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| i got an interesting image for tweeter…. |
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| get him a new wardrobe,,,, |
after a 3 hour stand off…
a promise of a new pair of blue jeans..
took care of the matters for the day….
Meanwhile in the Haight district…..
Yes , I guess we can say, we don't know a lot
about Sundays….
are these scenes indication of crises in life?
At a certain age,,,,we find ourselves at a crossroad….
where one believes and thinks,,,
there's not a step in either direction…
taken or not
would do any demonstrable difference or impact a
positive change and enlightenment.
In a logic class in college, we called this a
"dilemma"….
it's about making a choice between two
equally undesirable alternatives….
(sometimes this is presented on
desirable terms...
My ex gf awhile back offered me
"breast or thigh"?…)
Nowadays, the term used is euphemistically
called middle age crisis.
Yes, there's a void in life.
The truth is the person's psyche plays
itself out on his dismal lack of knowledge
and inability to create a remedy to his
perceived problematic situation .
His thinking is paralyzed, pretty much.
To some people, it may just be a simple case
of boredom or lack of sexual excitement,
a loveless state of affairs, some quacks call it
a simple case of ADD (attention deficit disorder).
One might be tempted to conclude life is not compellingly
interesting enough to continue…
and knowing the brevity of life,
one starts thinking,
"there's not a moment to lose"…
and goes out to pursue stupidly impulsive
acts to disturb the lull,
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| tourists at the De Young Museum |
hoping it will lead to a worthwhile equilibrium,
though in equal probabilities,
it's opening an invitation to nightmarish disaster.
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| the storm that brought hope to the California drought |
Patience not procrastination, is hereby a virtue worth
considering. It's waiting to see, how time with carefully
calculated response to dilemmas, will unfold.
On the one hand, society has the irresistible habit of clinging to the
argument that good will rise over evil.
Hence , we pit evil against God.
It is a very difficult way of leaving life to the
claws of uncertainty. So that when SNAFU
looms in the offing as a consequence of
inappropriate response,
we quickly switch over to the
non physical dimension and
conveniently succumb to relegating
matters to God for a good
outcome and believing He will
intervene.
There may in recorded chronicles be a basis
to sustain this spiritual idealism,,,but
to get there is truly perplexing
and necessitates an origin of dilemmic situation.
By the way, neither breast or thigh
appealed to me…
they were both carbonized..
she'd never learn how
to grill chicken…
that's all folks!
jt
