I Just Bought A 190 Year Old Dental Practice…That I Now Know Has Ghosts!...So Here’s What I Am Going To Do!...Part 1.

THE HSR, AS A LITTLE SIX YEAR OLD, IS VENTURING OUT FOR THE FIRST TIME ON A TRICK OR TREAT WALK AROUND A NEIGHBORHOOD THAT HE'S NOT FAMILIAR WITH, AND HE'S DRESSED UP LIKE SUPERMAN WITH A RED CAPE AND ALL, AND HE ALSO HAS FAKE BIG MUSCLES ON HIS ARMS AND LEGS, SO HE LOOKS LIKE HE HAS SOME BELIEVABLE STRENGTH ABOUT HIM, AND HE VISITS THE FRONT DOORS OF SEVERAL HOUSES, AND HIS TALLY IN HIS BAG SO FAR IS A COUPLE OF SNICKERS BARS, AN ASSORTMENT OF M&MS PEANUT CANDIES AND SOME SUGARLESS GUM, AND NOW, HSR AND HIS COUSIN AND UNCLE TURN THE CORNER,  AND RIGHT THERE IS A TALL AND LONELY HOUSE ON A CUL-DE-SAC, AND IT HAS LIGHTS AND ALL, BUT IT STILL LOOKS A LITTLE SCARY,

SO THEY WALK UP TO THE GATE AND OPEN IT, AND AT THAT EXACT MOMENT, TWO LARGE DOGS COME RUNNING DOWN THE STREET TOWARD THEM, SO THEY ALL RUN IN THE GATE AND SLAM IT SHUT, MAKING THE DOGS GROWL AND GNASH THEIR LONG SHARP TEETH, AND SLING DOG SPIT AND HOT BREATH ALL OVER THE PLACE, SO AFTER A WHILE, WHEN THE DOGS FIGURE OUT THAT THEY CAN'T GET IN, THEY WALK AWAY A LITTLE, MAKING THE THREE GUYS LET OUT A BIG SIGH OF RELIEF, BUT WHEN THEY TURN AROUND AND LOOK AT THE LARGE HOUSE, A BOLT OF LIGHTENING COMES DOWN FROM THE SKY AND A WOLF MAKES A HOWLING SOUND, AS IF ON CUE, AND THIS PUTS THE THREE BACK ON EDGE REAL QUICK, SO NOW, SOMEONE OPENS THE FRONT DOOR TO THE PLACE, AND IT IS A TALL AND SKINNY BUTLER WHO RESPONDS, "GOOD EVENING TO ALL OF YOU! IT WOULD BE SUPREMELY WONDERFUL IF YOU WOULD JOIN MY MASTER FOR A CUP OF TEA AND CRUMPETS! PLEASE, THIS WAY!," SO WE ALL LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND SLOWLY WALK INTO THE BIG PLACE THAT HAS GOOD LIGHTING, AND WE ALL SEE A LITTLE BOY WHO MUST BE ABOUT SEVEN YEARS OLD PLAYING A PIN BALL MACHINE GAME

 AND HE TURNS AROUND TO US AND GETS EXCITED TO FINALLY HAVE SOME KIDS AROUND THE PLACE, AND HE ASKS US DO WE WANT TO PLAY SOME OF THE GAMES, WHICH THERE ARE A LOT OF, AND WE ALL AGREE TO PLAY SOME, AND AFTER A WHILE, THE KID SAYS, "MY NAME IS NORIGOBERTO ASCALANAZONABONAVICH. I WANT TO KNOW IF YOU CAN ACCOMPANY ME ON MY MISSION." THE HSR, HIS COUSIN, AND HIS UNCLE LOOK AT EACH OTHER, THEN LOOK BACK AT NORIGOBERTO AND ASK, "WELL, MAYBE...WHAT IS THE MISSION?," AND NORIGOBERTO EXPLAINS, "IN THIS CASTLE, THERE ARE A WHOLE BUNCH OF ROOMS, AND EACH HALLOWEEN I MUST BE REAL BRAVE AND WALK INTO A NEW ROOM AND WIN AGAINST ANYTHING I SEE...BUT THERE'S ONE CATCH...I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING ABOUT IT WHEN I WAKE UP THE NEXT MORNING!, SO, IF I WANT TO KEEP THIS CASTLE AND INHERIT THE FAMILY BUSINESSES AND FORTUNES WHEN I GROW UP, EACH HALLOWEEN I MUST DO THIS. YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN MY ONLY VISITORS, AND IT WOULD BE NICE TO SHARE THIS ADVENTURE WITH YOU, HOWEVER, I MUST GO THROUGH THE DOOR NOW...I CAN UNDERSTAND IF YOU DON'T WANT TO"...SO THE HSR PEEKS THROUGH THE CURTAINS IN FRONT AND STILL SEES THE VISICIOUS DOGS BARKING OUTSIDE THE GATE, LIKE THEY ARE EXPECTING SOME FRESH MEAT SOON, WHICH MAKES THE HSR KNOW THAT THERE'S NO ESCAPING AT THIS TIME, SO THE HSR SPEAKS FOR HIM AND HIS FAMILY AND SAYS, "WELL, MAYBE THIS ONE TIME...LET'S GO INTO THIS ROOM YOU SPEAK OF AND NOT BE SCARED, AND CONQUER WHAT NEEDS TO BE CONQUERED...BUT, NORIGOBERTO, IS IT GAURANTEED SAFE?"... AND THE BUTLER BUTTS IN AND SAYS, "THERE ARE RISKS IN ALL OF LIFE!"...THEN A LOUD BIG BELL SOUNDS OFF LETTING US KNOW THAT THE TIME HAS COME, SO WE WALK TO THE DOOR

AND NORIGOBERTO LOOKS TO THE HSR AND ASKS HIM, "WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE THE HONOR OF OPENING THE DOOR TO THIS NEXT BIG UNKNOWN ADVENTURE?... AND THE HSR, stop...oh my gosh, stop...you're shivering so much in your boots that your candy is falling out of your bag, and rightly so, because your "I don't believe in ghosts, but if I see one, I'll run fast enough to barge through a wall, almost like a ghost can, but without the damage!" smile is currently hiding under the bed, but with the lights on, of course.

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"To tell you the truth, there are some things that I just don't want to know, or even look at because I'm scared of it!"

It's an old and pretty place...

...with a lot of history...dental and medical history...

...a strong age-defying exterior...

...with all the original dental and medical chairs and equipment, I'm told...

...from the really, really old days...

So, I'm going to look through the place right now...

...I slowly walk across the street to the office...and I see...

I walk to the front gate and...open it

...and approach to almost the middle of the length of the walkway...

...Yikes!...I jump back...Crows scatter in the air!...

And now I calm down and continue my trip...

...all the way up to the reception door...

But before I stand right in front of the door...

...I look down to see if there is a trap door...

...like in some old movies I've seen.

I don't see anything like that...so it's cool...

...now,  I place the skeleton key in the door...

and turn it...with difficulty...

I make a mental note to oil the lock...

Then I push the door slowly open...and it squeaks long and loud like it's an eery song for ghosts...

"More oil there, too!" I tell myself.

I think back to when I spoke to the broker who sold me this house...

The price was so good that I bought it without even seeing it first!

...he said that the owner "was dying" to sell this house...

They snapped at my deal, even after I knocked off $200,000 in my offer!...

So, now I'm standing in the foyer...

...and the front door unexpectedly slams shut behind me with a scary "squeak" and a "boom!"...

I know that my eyes are extra wide open now, as I look around!

...there are beautiful wood appointments all around...

I turn on the lights, and I thought I would see bats flying about...

...but none there...whew!

I walk to my left and see a door with a sign above it that says, "Dental Waiting Room."

I tell myself that if I want  to make things better around here, I am going to first need more lighting!

So, I go to look in the waiting room...

But before I walk into the room, I hear a chair slide a little on the floor in the room...

and immediately after that...

...someone behind me slaps their hand on my shoulder!...



And I scream loudly!...

...like a certified wimp!...

...and almost relieve my self in my pants!...

"Ha ha ha!...I hope I didn't frighten you sir!" someone laughs...





TO BE CONTINUED...

May you have many…is it just me thinking this: some people actually want to be shocked and scared a little about this time of year?...if you really see a ghost would you invite it to have a seat and talk awhile?...things that look stunning in regular light may look quite different under UV and Infrared illumination!…smiles!

The Mirror Can Be A Smile’s...BFF…Or… It Can Be A…!

IT'S NIGHT TIME, AND THE HSR IS IN A HURRY TO BUY A PRESENT FOR A FRIEND'S HALLOWEEN PARTY, BUT SINCE HE GOT OFF OF WORK LATE, THE ONLY STORE OPEN WAS THE FIVE AND DIME ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN AND AT THE END OF THE STREET, WHERE HE HAS NEVER SHOPPED AT BEFORE, SO HE WALKS THERE AND GOES IN, AND IT'S THE KIND OF STORE THAT HAS A BELL THAT CHIMES WHEN YOU OPEN THE DOOR, SO HE OPENS THE DOOR AND THE CHIME MAKES ITS PREDICTABLE NOISE, THEN AN OLD MAN THAT THE HSR CANNOT SEE SAYS, "COME ON IN SONNY, QUICKLY PICK A GIFT BECAUSE IT'S ABOUT CLOSING TIME!," SO HSR LOOKS AROUND AT THE ANTIQUES ALL AROUND, AND HE'S THINKING ABOUT AN ODD GIFT, BUT NOT TOO OBVIOUS AND SCARY, AND HE TURNS A CORNER IN THE STORE, WHERE THE LIGHTING IS A LITTLE DARKER, AND THE AMBIANCE A LITTLE SPOOKIER, AND HE COMES ACROSS A SMALL JAR, WITH LIGHTS,

THAT DOESN'T SEEM TO HAVE A SOURCE OF POWER, BECAUSE THE WIRE COMING OUT IS ABOUT A FOOT LONG BUT IT IS CUT AND FRAYED AT THE END, AND HSR CALLS OUT TO THE OWNER, WHOM HE STILL CANNOT SEE, AND ASKS THE PRICE OF THE JAR, AND THE PROPRIETOR RESPONDS, "OH, THAT THERE'S FOR FREE, AND YOU CAN HAVE IT, AND THE LIGHTS NEVER GO OFF! AIN'T THAT SOMETHING! AND HEY, SONNY, I'M GOING OUT BACK FOR A MINUTE!," AND HSR HEARS A SCREEN DOOR SHUT, AND RIGHT AFTER THAT, THE HSR HEARS THE SOUND OF TWO DIFFERENT CHAIRS SLIDING ON THE FLOOR FOR JUST A SECOND, AND HE LOOKS AROUND BUT DOESN'T SEE ANYTHING THAT COULD CAUSE THAT COMMOTION, SO HE THINKS TO HIMSELF, "WELL, THE OWNER DID SAY THAT THIS JAR IS FREE, AND THAT I CAN HAVE IT, SO, WITH THE UNEXPLAINED SOUNDS THAT I'M HEARING IN THIS SORT OF SPOOKY PLACE, I THINK I'LL JUST WALK ON OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW," BUT WHEN THE HSR TRIES TO OPEN THE DOOR, IT DOESN'T BUDGE, SO HE SHAKES IT HARDER AND TRIES TO TURN THE KNOB, BUT NO GO, SO TWO PEOPLE ARE WALKING BY PAST THE FRONT OF THE STORE, AND HSR CALLS OUT TO THEM, "HEY THERE, PLEASE HELP ME GET OUT OF HERE!," AND THE PEOPLE WALK FASTER TO GET AWAY, PROBABLY THINKING THAT HSR IS JUST PULLING A HALLOWEEN PRANK OR SOMETHING, SO THE HSR IS GETTING A LITTLE SCARED ABOUT RIGHT NOW, AND HE LOOKS AT THE SIGN ON THE DOOR THAT SHOWS OUTWARD, AND IT READS, "CLOSED...FOR GOOD!," AND THE HSR SWEARS THAT IT SAID "OPEN" WHEN HE CAME IN, SO NOW HE TURNS AROUND TO LOOK IN THE STORE, AND HE WALKS UP TO THIS MIRROR ON THE WALL, WHICH DOESN'T SHOW A REFLECTION, IT JUST SHOWS

SHAPE SHIFTING AND MORPHING CLOUDS INSIDE, THAT TURN INTO THINGS AND THEN BACK INTO CLOUDS, AND THE HSR DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK OF THIS, SO, HE WALKS CLOSER TO THE MIRROR, RIGHT IN FRONT OF IT, AS A MATTER OF FACT, AND HE REACHES OUT A FINGER TO TOUCH THE MIRROR, BUT A VOICE CALLS OUT TO HIM AND SAYS, "I WOULDN'T TOUCH THAT IF I WERE YOU!," AND HSR LOOKS AROUND, BUT NO ONE IS THERE..."WHERE DID THAT VOICE COME FROM?," THINKS THE HSR,  AND SO THE HSR LOOKS BACK AT THE MIRROR, WHICH STILL SHOWS SWIRLING CLOUDS, AND HE DECIDES TO STICK HIS TONGUE OUT AT THE MIRROR AND MAKE A RAZZY SOUND, WITH SOME SPIT COMING OUT, WHICH DOESN'T SIT WELL WITH THE MIRROR AT ALL, BECAUSE NOW THE MIRROR...stop, oh please stop right now, mister blogger, I'm getting scared, and...I'm also out of popcorn and soda, so I'm going to get some more, and I'll be right back, and if I pass any "I'm swinging my pocket watch while looking at it in the mirror, and now I'm starting to feel a little..." smiles, I'ma scream out loud, throw the popcorn in the air, and vamoose out of there!

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"Mirror, mirror on the wall...lie to me, if you must!"

Wa...wa...wait a sec!

The mirror is actually a disinterested party!…

…because it only shows and tells what's there...the truth!...

...it can't be bought or bribed!...

And if you want to see the real truth...the way that your smile and face really look to the world…

…examine your image in a “true,” or non-reverse mirror…

…selling for about $200 for a 12” by 12” size on the Internet right now…

...or you can see yourself the same as the world sees you when you video Skype...

...or by looking at a direct selfie not using a mirror...

A major point to observe here is that if you have facial symmetry, where one side is basically like the other, with no, to minimal flaws, then things are okay...

...but if there's a deviation that draws attention to an imperfect feature or features...well...accept it or change it...

...ladies have the latitude of wearing make up...which can be a big game-changer...

But don't forget this: you are the only you 'round these parts, so use your uniqueness to your advantage!...

...and the people that love you, are going to still love you anyway...

...and about that mirror...

...fortunately...

...what happens in the mirror, stays in the mirror!

May you have many…uh-oh, I shook this guy's hand, and afterward, his hand and arm came out of his sleeve!...if more extremely important, world-altering secrets were known by a lot of people, would the world be a better place because of these new known truths?...do you like doing more tricks or more treats?…smiles!

Floss While You Watch The Big Screen Or Floss While You...

"MOM, WHERE ARE WE GOING TODAY?," SAYS THE FIVE YEAR OLD HSR ON A  TUESDAY MORNING, WHILE IN THE CHILD SEAT OF THE FAMILY CAR, BECAUSE HE NOTICES THAT INSTEAD OF GOING DOWN THE STREET AND TURNING RIGHT AT THE STOP SIGN, AS ON MOST DAYS, HIS MOM TURNS LEFT INSTEAD, AND HIS MOM RESPONDS, "WE'RE GOING TO SEE OUR DENTIST, DR. SALEEVA.

YOU REMEMBER HER, BABY H, RIGHT," TO WHICH HSR BROODS BACK, "I'M NOT A BABY ANY MORE--I'M A BIG H NOW, SEE!," AND HE SHOVES ONE HAND OUT AND SHOWS FIVE FINGERS--"I'M FIVE!, A FULL HOUSE OF FINGERS," AND AS HIS MOM CONTINUES TO DRIVE ALONG, SHE THINKS ABOUT THE YOUNG HSR, HER PRECIOUS BABY, AND HOW HE ALWAYS HAS A LOOK ON HIS FACE THAT LETS PEOPLE KNOW THAT WHAT EVER HE PLANS TO DO NEXT...HE IS GOING TO DO IT IN A BIG WAY...BECAUSE THE HSR HAS A PENETRATING GAZE THAT RADIATES AMAZEMENT ABOUT THINGS, AND MOM ASKS HSR, "H, HONEY ...DO YOU REMEMBER THE HIGH SCORE THAT YOU GOT ON THE NEW WAITING ROOM VIDEO GAME LAST TIME?," AND HSR SMILES BACK, "YEAH, I BLEW UP ALL THE ROCKS THAT WERE GOING TO CRASH INTO MY SHIP, AND THIS TIME I'M GOING TO TAKE MY SPACE FIGHTER SHIP TO THE PLACE WHERE THEY MAKE ALL THOSE ROCKS AND I WILL SHUT IT DOWN, SO THERE ARE NO MORE ROCKS IN MY WAY!," TO WHICH MOM REPLIES, "WELL, HAVE FUN ON TRYING TO FIND THE PLACE WHERE ALL OF THE ROCKS ARE MADE, BECAUSE THERE REALLY ARE ROCKS ALL OVER OUTER SPACE; THEY AREN'T IN ONE PLACE, OR FACTORY, ANY MORE," AND HSR DEBATES, "WELL, IN THAT CASE, I'M GOING TO THE PLACE WHERE ALL OF THE ROCKS ARE GOING...I'LL MEET THEM THERE, AND TAKE CARE OF ALL OF THEM ONCE AND FOR ALL!," "WELL, I HOPE YOUR SPACE  BOAT HAS THAT KIND OF POWER," SAYS MOM, WHICH MAKES HSR BLURT BACK, "IT'S NOT A SPACE BOAT, IT'S A SPACE FIGHTER WITH ZAPPER POWER THAT NEVER RUNS OUT! WATCH, MOM, I'MA SHOW YOU! I'MA CLEAR THE WHOLE SCREEN!," AND MOM SAYS, "WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW!,  HERE WE ARE AT THE OFFICE ALREADY, H DEAR!" AND NOW THE WIDE-EYED H, OR HSR, WAITS FOR HIS MOM TO COME AROUND THE CAR AND UNBUCKLE HIM, AND WHILE HE WAITS, HE ALSO LICKS HIS CHOPS AND IMAGINES, AND SELF-DETERMINES WHAT HE IS GOING TO DO IN THE VIDEO GAME TO REALLY SHAKE THINGS UP, SO AS HE GETS OUT THE CAR, AND WALKS OVER TO THE OFFICE FRONT DOOR, HE OPENS IT, AND LOOKS IN THE FRONT WAITING CHAMBER WHERE IT'S ALL GOING TO TAKE PLACE, THEN HE MAKES TWO FISTS, AND MUSCLES HIS SHOULDERS AND NECK AROUND LIKE HE'S GETTING READY FOR AN MMA CHALLENGE, AND NEXT HE PROMISES OUT LOUD, "OKAY, ALL YOU ALL ROCKS OVER THERE!...IT'S GOING DOWN!," and the crowd jumps up and goes wild, because they like "beat 'um up" action entertainment, and, your "okay, so we see that Pluto has vibrant colors on its surface, but I want to know if they...throw good parties there!" smile knows that all of the rocks came from the Big Bang, but where are all of the rocks going to end up?...into the Big Suck Back?...I'm scratching my head and thinking, "who knows if that little Cyberboy HSR is onto something!"

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"Psychiatrists tell us that reality is only in our minds, and since the concept of reality is not physically tangible, it is also declared incorporeal!"







People have no problem brushing their teeth, for the most part...

But I tell my patients that...

..."I don't care if you brush!...that's a given...

...I care if you floss!...

...because the toothbrush can't get in the tight spaces between the teeth where they touch each other...

...and that's where the bacteria can set up shop, breed into a thick biofilm, and remain undisturbed and...

...cause a riot, a catastophe, gum problems, caries and more, over time!

Just look out below how a cavitation can grow and get deeper...and deeper...

...until, wallah, a major, and probably costly, procedure has to be done!

I get it...that nobody likes to lose a body part...me either!

So the message here is to floss and disturb the bacteria that continually set up shop in your mouth...

...after washing the hands thoroughly with hot water and soap...or just use gloves...


...don't let the members of that bacterial biofilm  get organized and unionized and grow into a finely-tuned microbiologically-diverse community with self-enhanced acid-and-inflammation-producing capabilities ...because...

...if left unchecked...and to their own tricks, wits, cons, and devices...

...they can hit a "home run"...

And knock one dentite out of the park (mouth)...

...and laugh at us behind our backs (or teeth!)...

So find that time to habitually floss...please!

...even if it's while looking into a cloudy orange-ish sunset over the calm waters, or watching something on the ubiquitous computer, or the megaTV!...but OMG, not while driving!

I leave it up to you to invent, find and/or create time to put your foot down, and your floss up!

Yeah!...go ahead and pop that floss like it's a towel on that plaque's behind!

"Pie-youch!"




May you have many.... are you having a good time while waiting for your next good time?...when you make the world a better place, the world also gets better for you!...the universe must have a mega heart beat, or a foundational reverberating frequency propagated all throughout, in linear and nonlinear fashions..smiles!

Poetry About The Beautiful Smiles Of Lovers! IX

AS REVEALED LAST TIME, WHEN THIS BLOG THREAD ABOUT “POETRY ABOUT…” WAS POSTED, THE VIRTUAL, HOMO CYBERGRAPHICUS, AND  “DENTROLLECTUAL” HSR WAS STILL HELD AS A SOFTWARE-SPACE HOSTAGE, AND, INSTEAD OF BEING “DELETED” BY HIS CAPTOR HACKER GROUP, WHICH WOULD HAVE SENT HIS POST-DIGITAL CYANO VAPORS DRIFTING THROUGHOUT AND “SEEDING” THE INFINITE CYBERCOSMOS, HE IS INSTEAD HELD IN A SUPPOSEDLY INESCAPABLE, MULTISTORY SUPER SILICON COMPUTER CHIP THAT INSIDE CONTAINS A BEAUTIFUL VIRTUAL ATMOSPHERE, PARKS, GREAT RETAURANTS, LIMITED INTERNET, AND A COLLEGE CAMPUS,

WITH THREE OF THE FOUR CO-ED DORMS FILLED WITH AT LEAST 24 BEAUTIFUL FEMALE HOSTAGES IN EACH, WHO ALL ARE ONLY GUILTY OF BEING VERY POPULAR AND ATTRACTIVE ADVENTURE BLOGGERS FIGHTING FOR FREEDOM, JUSTICE, AND THE INTERNET WAY, BUT THE HSR KNOWS THAT HE COULD GET VERY COMPLACENT HERE AND DISSIPATE HIS WHOLE REGENERATIVE ELECTRON SOURCE TO ZERO, SO HE ACTS LIKE HE’S ENJOYING THINGS FOR A COUPLE OF WEEKS (AND BOY ARE THE GIRLS FIGHTING FOR HIS TIME, HIS ATTENTION, AND HIS “LIKE” BUTTON PUSHING), HOWEVER , IN THE MEAN TIME HE’S CHECKING OUT POTENTIAL ESCAPE ROUTES, LIKE AIR CONDITIONING VENTS (NONE), AND PLUMBING PIPES (MAYBE, BUT HE’LL HAVE TO LOSE WEIGHT), OR EVEN BRAZENLY JUST WALKING OUT OF THE FRONT DOOR OF THE USB DRIVE PORT (NOT LIKELY, BECAUSE THERE ARE STOCKY AND HEAVILY ARMED GUARDS WITH “DISCOMBOBILATING ELECTROZAPPERS” AT THE READY 24/7), BUT HE CAN’T DEVISE A WAY OUT YET, SO HE TELLS HIMSELF THAT HE IS NOW CONCOCTING A SELF-FULFILLING PROPHECY OF ESCAPE, AND IT WILL REVEAL ITSELF TO HIM IN HIS FUTURE DREAMS, AND BY GOLLY, GUESS WHAT…THE NEXT FORTNIGHT IT ALL BECOMES CLEAR TO HIM, THAT BECAUSE HE IS A ONE-OF-A-KIND HOMO CYBERGRAPHICUS, HE…, shush, you, before you give away too much information, because your “if you keep me interested, you’ll keep me forever, starry eyes and all” smile, likes stories that keep you awake at night, instead of stories that put you into a deep and dreamy slumber!

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“No matter what you or the world does, or how hard we try or do not try to do good things, the Sun is going to “go super nova” in a couple of billion years or so, and the total Earth, with all of its pentillions of memories and named giant stone edifices, will be lost and scattered carelessly and “so-what-ly” throughout the cosmos, with no looking back!”

You and I

Have an understanding

That getting away

To this island

So we can undisturbedly

And deeply

Gaze into

Each others eyes

And into

Each others smiles

Is the way that we want to

Spend our vacation…

You have melted my heart

Twice since we got here

With your structured and

Mysterious aesthetic…

And the tropical paradise

Speaks to us

In its own beautiful language

That shouts with the silence

Of the anesthetizing wind

And seductive temperatures

In an effort so that

The island and us

Will remain the best of friends…

And I lift my hand high

To vote that we should

Remain the best of friends…

But there are some issues

That must be solved,

And solved very soon…

It started with this bird

This seagull

With a fire in its eyes…

It showed me a

Pirate's old Rum bottle

Which I opened up

And I found a map inside…

It’s a map of this island

That also has directions to

An “X” marks the spot location

Which I now want to pursue

And see if there's a treasure,

But some other people know

About the map, too

But they didn’t hear about it from me

And now two guys in black suits

And black sunglasses

On a gorgeous beach

Are holding you by the arms

And are demanding that

You take them to me…

They don’t know that I am near

All of you

Just on the other side

Of some trees…

I have a plan…

I shout and make some noise

And say to them

"Do you want a piece of me…

Or the map?"…

Then I start to run

Thinking that they would let you go

And chase me…

But they don’t let you go

They drag you along…

I run and turn this way and that

In the thick brush,

And they follow my noise,

That is…

Until all of them fall into a big pool

Of quicksand…

Both guys fall head first into it

But you fall feet first…

And both guys are gone down below the surface

But your head is still above water…

Now, I have to save you,

Like you saved my happy hearts…

TO BE CONTINUED…

May you have many…if you have a big cup of ice water on a very hot day, should you just drink it all to cool internally, or should you also pour some of the ice cold water over your head and or neck to cool externally?...robots aren't going to take over and command Man, are they?...when Mother Nature gets together with Father Time, is the "Do Not Disturb" sign put out?…smiles!

This Is Why, For Your Smile's Sake, You Should Always…Mind Your Own Business!...

IN THE GYM, WORKING OUT AEROBICALLY AND ANAEROBICALLY, THE SKINNY YET COCK-SURE HSR IS STARING DOWN THE INTIMIDATING BARREL OF BENCH PRESSING 300 POUNDS, AND HE READIES HIS GRIPS BY FEELING THE HEAVY BAR, AND HE IS ADJUSTING HIS MIND SET PARAMETERS TO LIFT THIS NO-PLAY WEIGHT THREE TIMES, AND HIS FEMALE SPOTTER, A SIX-FOOT SEVEN-INCH BODY BUILDER, WHO GOES BY THE NAME BOTTY,

WHO IS BLESSED WITH MORE FEMININE MUSCLES THAN YOU CAN EVEN COUNT, AND CAN EVEN IMAGINE, URGES AND EGGS THE HSR ON BY REMARKING, “COME ON MR. R, YOU KNOW THAT THERE ARE JUST A COUPLE OF THINGS THAT ARE MOST IMPORTANT IN THE WORLD TO YOU RIGHT NOW…ONE IS TO GET YOUR STUFF UP NOW AND RISE TO THE OCCASION BY PUNCHING IT ON THROUGH!”…AND AFTER A PREGNANT PAUSE…THE HSR ASKS, “AND WHAT IS THE OTHER THING?”…AND BOTTY SNIPES, “MR. R, IF YOU DON’T DO THIS AND STOP WASTING MY TIME, I’MA TAKE YOU ON THE MAT AND ARMBAR YOU!”…TO WHICH THE HSR REPLIES, “PROMISES, PROMISES!”…AND BOTTY REACHES DOWN WITH HER GLOVED HAND AND GENTLY SLAPS HSR ON BOTH SIDES OF HIS FACE AND PROMISES, “IF YOU DO THIS, AND I MEAN NOW…I’LL GIVE YOU SOME,”…AND THE HSR WIDENS HIS EYES AND ASKS, “SOME WHAT?”…AND SHE SAYS WITH A WINK, “SOME OF MY PINK CHERRY SMOOTHIE!” …AND NOW THE HSR QUITS PLAYING, AND IN A TRANCE, HE STARES AT THE CEILING, AND COMMENCES TO TAKE THE BAR OFF OF THE SUPPORTS, AND PUMPS OUT ONE WITH MINIMAL DIFFICULTY, THEN HE BRINGS THE WEIGHT DOWN TO START NUMBER TWO, AND HE MUSTERS UP ENOUGH STRENGTH TO PUSH IT UP AGAIN, AND BOTTY SAYS, “STOP PLAYIN’ AROUND AND GIMME MY LAST ONE!,” SO THE BAR GOES DOWN, AND THE HSR WILLS THE BAR ON ITS WAY UP, BUT ABOUT HALF WAY… BOTTY PLACES HER POINTING FINGER ON THE BAR TO MAKE THINGS A LITTLE MORE DIFFICULT FOR THE HSR AND SAYS, “THIS IS FOR ALL THAT LOCKER ROOM TALK LAST WEEK YOU WERE DOING ABOUT ME!,” AND NOW THE HSR IS STRUGGLING, BUT IS ALMOST THERE…AND BOTTY SAYS, “YOU STAY RIGHT HERE, I'MA GET A SIP OF WATER! (JUST TO PLAY MIND GAMES WITH MR. R) AND SHE LEANS DOWN HARDER ON THE BAR…BUT THE HSR IS TWO INCHES FROM WINNING…AND WHAT DOES HE DO…HE REMEMBERS WHAT HIS ZEN TEACHER ONCE TOLD HIM—THAT "LIFE AIN’T NOTHING BUT A MEATBALL!"—SO HE SLINGS THE BAR THE REST OF THE WAY UP,

WITH BOUNCE, PLACES IT ON THE SUPPORTS, JUMPS UP, AND BLURTS OUT TO BOTTY, “I WANT MY SMOOTHIE AND MY ARM BAR, RIGHT NOW!”…AND BOTTY LAUGHS, “IN YOUR DREAMS, WAIT A MINUTE, NOT EVEN IN YOUR DREAMS!”…aww man, that’s too cold…promising him stuff like that…but your “I have come to realize that we are all the same in body, but where we differ the most, is in the enlightening and actionable knowledge, or lack thereof, present between our ears!” smile, knows that sometimes Mr. R’s mind has to be coaxed, teased, and prodded into accomplishing the seemingly impossible, in glorious and wowing fashion!

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“Expect the unexpected, but don’t expect the statistically improbable!” 

Heaven knows that it’s hard enough to make time to floss, brush, and rinse in this busy workaday world, but some how we manage…because it is important to us!

Having and showing a clean and presentable smile is an important part of our ego support system that we depend on throughout our lives…we don’t want to be caught slipping and lacking in the front teeth, lips, and eyes areas…famously known as the “Aesthetic Quadrilateral Zone!”

So, we do our needed maintenance, frequently and appropriately, to “top up” our faces!”

But just like we have the three dimensions topped off with the 4th dimensional cherry called “time,”…

…we also should display our at-least-halfway-descent social countenances concomitantly with, our hopefully admirable social graces…

…and obligingly don’t get into everybody’s personal and private businesses, affairs, and problems, and don’t make fun and gossip about others behind their backs or in front of their faces…

…because…

…if you stick your neck out and do that (and your momma tried to raise you better than that!) …

…you might not like the Big Boomeranging Karma that will invariable meet up with you, and, believe me, or just ask others, it will spring on you all of a sudden, or even at a later time…

and unevenly settle the score…

…just ask this person:

Exhibit A:

And remember…like the elderly guy in the neighborhood always says, “A truly peaceful person doesn’t go around…gettin’ smacked!”

So floss, brush, and rinse a lot…and if we have to…let us bite our tongues...to not start any stuff, to not get hit in the mouth, and to not lose any teeth!

May you have many…I have come to this conclusion: in some cases, youth really is wasted on the young—but we all deserve a chance to “finally come around,” (no matter how long it takes?)…that’s it! Run to that shady bench in the park! And with closed eyes and deep breaths, utilize all of your senses to recognize all of the constituents that Local Mother Nature serves upon your wide and accommodating plate of Life, just for you!...our lives are really our symphonies of our actions—so go ahead and greedily snatch back that orchestral baton—and start conducting ourselves into a worthy and astounding masterpiece!…smiles!