Angry reader defines Garvald!
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Like grr, "garvald" can be said in times of great stress and/or annoyance. Can also be spelled "garrvald", "garvaald", or "garrvaald".
Garvald! I lost the game again!
I saw this in the Urban dictionary . I wondered when my name might draw some notoriety. I saw it posted from late this summer..probably from an angry reader.
note: my new word was published... it's cool to not become angry at a reader's malicious perspective on you...you can develop the philosophy of just observing their anger almost from a distance
they have rationalized a reason to despise what you represent???
instead it's just fun to write about your feelings and the characters you meet in your life!
Making a joke about others and especially yourself is the best way to deal effectively with liebentraumen
by the way
a new word was just published and accepted by the majority of editors of this new found word bank!
Dec 30th, ... the years are flying by and he can't capture those brief moments when he truly was in love...and his mind continues to go to morbid thoughts or the fantasies of what could have been??..
.How many years can he realistically keep his fleeting youth(??),,,when
He feels the years now as he swing his mixture of Ginger Ail and Jim Beam...
Yesterday AVO he could have very realistically felt he was Burt Lancaster in the movie, "The Swimmer" about an aging man not ready to give up the fun and frolic of youth...the movie ends sadly with him banging on the doors of his home....his wife and family had long since left him and cool rains of autumn were arriving....
So he wonders how many folks think of Garvald as an annoyance in their lives or maybe by some small chance that he helped someone else's Karma
He wants to feel good that someone was actually helped in their small journey of life...
He feels that the spirits that once loved him are still around...
He carries Mom's sweater with him everywhere...
But how can he take her to Australia with him in search of his magical gangamaiden!
then he wakes up to reality in a big city with a gf that does'nt see any use for him...she goes downstairs for a couple cigarettes and comes upstairs to him sleeping with his canine soulmate..
seeking solace and comfort in her warm furry blonde body...
she puts on her best Mommy dearest face and yells,
"You disgusting middle aged pervert!"
Just kidding, Mates, I'm not bestial......yet :)
wow...sometimes small victories help overcome the continual onslaught of losses in your life in order for you to come to terms with your own mortality and eventual demise or....
or just realize that you will be recycling into new life??...Will this energy be carried on or will you just hypnotize yourself in believing that the conciousness will continue in some way...as you wake up each morning, wondering where your aging body and soul(?) will go...
my journey is more than half way over...it's nice that the visit to Muffy ended well in the full moon phase....You