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  • Guide for Collaborative Playlist Reflection #3

    A Collaborative Spotify Playlist– The collaborative Guide

    1. Introduction

    This document provides a step-by-step guide on how to create and manage a collaborative playlist on Spotify. A collaborative playlist allows multiple users to add, remove, and rearrange songs, making it ideal for parties, group projects, or simply sharing musical tastes with friends.

    2. Target Audience

    This guide is intended for individuals who are familiar with the basic functionality of Spotify, including navigating the interface and playing music. No prior experience with playlist creation or collaborative features is assumed. The guide is designed for users of all technical skill levels, from beginners to intermediate users.

    3. Prerequisites

    • A Spotify account (free or premium).
    • A device with the Spotify application installed (desktop, mobile, or tablet).

    4. Creating a Collaborative Playlist (Mobile App)

    This section details the process using the Spotify mobile application, which is the most common method for creating and managing playlists.

    Step 1: Open the Spotify App

    Launch the Spotify application on your mobile device. Ensure you are logged in to your account.

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    Step 2: Navigate to “Your Library”

    Tap the “Your Library” icon located at the bottom of the screen. This section houses your saved music, playlists, and podcasts.

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    Step 3: Create a New Playlist

    Tap the “Create Playlist” button located at the top of the “Your Library” screen.

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    Step 4: Name Your Playlist

    Enter a name for your playlist in the text field provided. Choose a descriptive and memorable name. You can also add an optional description and an image to personalize your playlist. Tap “Create” to finalize the playlist creation.

    Step 5: Make the Playlist Collaborative

    Once the playlist is created, tap the three dots (More Options) icon located at the top right of the playlist screen.

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    Step 6: Enable Collaboration

    In the menu that appears, tap the “Make Collaborative” option. The playlist is now collaborative, and other users can add songs to it.

    Step 7: Sharing the Playlist

    To invite others to collaborate, tap the three dots icon again and select “Share.” You can then share the playlist via various methods, such as messaging apps, email, or by copying the link.

    5. Adding Songs to a Collaborative Playlist

    Any user with access to the collaborative playlist can add songs.

    Step 1: Search for a Song

    Use the search function within the Spotify app to find the song you want to add.

    Step 2: Add to Playlist

    Once you find the song, tap the three dots icon next to the song title. Select “Add to Playlist” and choose the collaborative playlist you want to add the song to.

    6. Removing Songs from a Collaborative Playlist

    Any user can remove songs they have added, and the playlist owner can remove any song.

    Step 1: Locate the Song

    Find the song you want to remove within the collaborative playlist.

    Step 2: Remove from Playlist

    Tap the three dots icon next to the song title and select “Remove from this Playlist.”

    7. Managing the Playlist (Playlist Owner)

    The playlist owner has additional control over the playlist, including the ability to change the playlist name, description, image, and make the playlist private again. These options are accessed through the three-dot menu on the playlist screen.

    8. Conclusion

    This helps users find the information they need. Including screenshots of the Spotify interface directly links the written instructions to the visual elements users will see in the app, enhancing their understanding of the process. This user-centered approach ensures that individuals can use the collaborative playlist feature on Spotify efficiently and effectively.

    Summary:

    This technical document provides a clear and concise guide to creating and managing collaborative Spotify playlists. The step-by-step instructions, along with visual aids, ensure that users of all technical levels can easily follow the process. The use of clearly labeled steps and straightforward language enhances readability and comprehension.

    The document is well-structured, with clear headings and a logical flow, making it easy for users to navigate and quickly find the information they need. Screenshots of the Spotify interface correlate directly with the written instructions, reinforcing users’ understanding of the process. This user-centered approach guarantees that individuals can efficiently and effectively utilize the collaborative playlist feature on Spotify.

  • Day Two Hundred and Ninety-Nine, February 26, 2025

    Hi-ho and hello.

    Silence evades my keep, it’s where the blaring horns never seem to cease. A facade to the ears of might and glory, when all it is is a banshee’s scream. Clouded judgements remind of something unclear in the decades past but it’s miles out of reach, too far for even a glance, a glimmer of hope doesn’t make an invite.

    Season tides, a winters longing sigh, the summer stench of what burns under the sun flaming, burning, churning.

    C’est La Vie

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

    ‘Know Thyself‘

  • Day Two Hundred and Eighty-Six, October 12th, 2024 Prompt Soup #0.65

    What principles define how you live?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOY !!!

    Principles

    A noun that refers to a fundamental truth, rule, law, guideline, or idea that guides behavior. For example, “The principle of non-violence is the cornerstone of Mahatma Gandhi’s philosophy“.

    My Principles that I try to practice on a daily.

    • Embrace (and learn from) failure.
    • Practice consistency over intensity.
    • Connect with others with all my attention.
    • To never criticize, condemn of complain
    • To neutralize negativity
    • Be radically transparent and radically open-minded
    • Seek first to understand (others point of view)
    • Keep my fires burning

    Sadly, the last one ‘keeping my fires burning’ is likely smoldering ash but can be resurrected I hope. I’m trying to wake up and pull myself from whatever this is but it’s like jumpstarting a 1953 Studebaker Land Cruiser.

    Hmmm. Life.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning good night. Thank you for your support and thank you for coming back in again. May your day be bright and your night be gentle.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty, August 17th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    I hope some Elvis Costello & the Attractions will put a little wiggle into your heart today.

    I felt that it would be a good day for music and a good day to dance.

    Or maybe you’re down for a little grooving, something that has you wanting another to dance with.

    Maybe some Leon Bridges crooning the heart and soul.

    Doesn’t it have you wanting to move a little? I know it does for me.

    Blur

    Or we can do this fast and get some brain trauma, don’t know about you, but it’s still a kicking  track.

    This is my mind today, it’s just another track from my playlists of many off to another track, more thought, and another track and thought, repeat, pause, repeat.

    How many?

    Like the playlists and songs I share, it’s a random selection of favorites and times that tickle and excite my heart and mind. It’s a tumultuous combination of lyrical perfections splendidly selected to fit the messed within my head like dynamite ready to ignite for the flame of what’s burning inside.

    Breathe.

    This is my day like this page you’re peering into. This is my brain and the multitude of things that are layered upon themselves within. Hello and goodbye. Til tomorrow friend.

    ENJOI!!!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night.

    I thank you for the support you show and I pray that your night is blissful and your day is glorious. Thank you for being you, and thank you for coming here.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Twenty-Nine, August 16th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    …it’s evening, the late summer cicadas sing and chitter with the crickets. The boy plays.

    The streets are loud tonight and the mosquitos won’t stop sucking at the arms and legs.

    The sensations of summer heat still linger heavy and yet there’s a smell of winter in the wind.

    The boy plays into the night, singing indecipherable tongues, moving cables, moving cords. The boy plays and plays. 

    The crickets chirp, the cicada sing, the hollows silence between the pauses leave a scent of coming change, a sound of perpetual motion.

    The boy plays through summer heat, with autumn showers, and revels with the winter winds. He sniffs at the air, senses change, and shouts to the sky. The boy plays.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support shown and coming time and again. Thank you.

    May your night be delicately beautiful and the day joyous and splendid. Thank you for being you and staying awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Twenty-Five, August 12th 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    I do not know what’s happening in my head, though I am questioning my direction and place. Regardless of anything of what’s going on, whenever I find myself seeing more darkness than light, somehow this song ends up finding itself in my playlist. It’s not one that’s been added until recently, but every time, it still pops up. Divine interventions? I doubt it; I’m pretty sure it’s just an algorithm and the simple fact that I’m a fan of The Cinematic Orchestra.

    What is it that keeps you up at night? Is it the multitude of chores still to be done? The laundry monster in the Master? School work by the loads? Work and editing for weeks? No? Yes? Is it something else? Is it the paintings undone and the stories unwritten screaming to be let out? Do they yell inside?

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for coming to show your support and hope you well. May your night be blissful and the day gentle.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Sixteen, August 3rd, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    So it goes.

    I don’t know why I was excited…like I’ve said a few times, I have no friends aside from John.

    So wanna guess what happened…?

    Nothing. Not that doesn’t happen every other time someone is invited, it’s the same damn thing… It’s not that that’s a problem, the birthday stuff that I wanted to do got to be done and the few things that didn’t fit into the timing, we have planned to be fit in other days, so not a big loss. It’s simply the wondering of why did I want a big party if I knew that I can only have a little one?

    Maybe it’s knowing life is counting down, that life is being shaved off day by day, death is inevitable, Memento Mori, right?

    Or maybe there was a full hope that spontaneous calls were made to invite some familiar faces…I digress, this wasn’t the case. But oddly it was more pleasant than expected. I celebrated with my wife and son, celebrated with my brother and managed to get my hands on some delicious sweets like Cinnamon Crunch, and Gourmet Caramel popcorn. Mmmm and frozen dried fruit roll ups that are more than addicting.

    Anyhow if you find yourself in Pueblo Colorado I’d advise that you try Tastee’s Carnival Treats.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Okay thank you for the support and the coming back and again. Especially @dirtysci-fiBuddha.

    Thank you for being you, thank you for being awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Ten, July 28th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    It’s so close.

    It’s almost here and oddly I’m anxious.

  • Day Two Hundred, July 18th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    Have you ever had such a deep resonating fatigue leaving you like the undead?

    That’s what this most recent bout of bullshit has been, that and some insane neuropathy. Feeling of lit matches set just beneath the skin, cold brushes of thick liquid, neither of these sensations are ‘real’ when it’s the nerve damage. Like now, while I write, it feels like someone is peeling back the skin of my knuckles of my left hand with a very clean and cold scalpel.

    It’s past midnight and it’s now that I’m up. It’s now that I’m fully up to it. I’m infuriated knowing that I need to be ready for tomorrow, that tomorrow will be a heavy day with loads to do, but I’m up now. How to knock me out…how to fall asleep? How?

    It’s day 200 and I’m so off my game it’s a laughable attempt. But then again, it’s ummer break. Not necessarily for me, but for both my wife and son, school is halted for the next remaining month and a couple weeks. So the 80/20 need has shifted to a 40/60 type of need

    Not complaining though, as I know the time I have to build what we have is limited and slim, so I’ll take the opportunity to build what’s been a 13 year effort to something grand. If it will be so it’ll be.

    But hey I am gonna drop as much art as I can so I hope you enjoy the gallery.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning good night. I thank you for your support and coming back again and again. I pray that your night is gentle and your day to come is beautiful and forever peaceful. Thank you for being awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Ninety-Two, July 10th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    Whoa, ever take to looking back, looking at the steps made before, statements made promises promised? Been wanting to do the art in the poetry as well as really anything of the sort of Art that I produce here, I’ve been wanting to do that everyday. But I then take to being here, being present being in the moment with my wife and my son and our puppies and life I really really enjoying my creative writing class I am doing it’s an elective but still it’s something that I’m massively pumped for and I am sorry but at the same time I’m not though, because, well, I like where I’m at. I feel safe where this is.

    It’s like the prompt the other day asking about vacation. My best vacations aren’t ever a planned and intended one, it’s the moments I enjoy in that moment with the ones I Love. And I hope the memory resonates still and always.

    This is a worry, but I digress, that’s another conversation for another time.

    I’m tired and though I should be wise and keep my lips shut, I’ve decided I’m not going to do that anymore. If I have a question I’m going to ask a question regardless about painful it may be, regardless of what it may allude to, or give light to. I’m tired and I don’t know about you but doesn’t it get old? Doesn’t the b******* language that more curtails the actual situation and manages to even avoid the nuance so there’s no implication of what’s actually happening, you end up having an assumption, you have anger, and then you’re just done.

    Mind you the assumption isn’t always there however there are times when it’s hard not to assume because why else not? Why wouldn’t I go to that thought? Why wouldn’t I assume what could be a possibility in the situation where the question lies?

    Questions, so many questions, life is a question though isn’t it? Laughter so much LOL hahaha. Good night all.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night.

    May the day be blessed and the night a wonderful splendor of dream and wild bliss

    Thank you for the repeated likes and coming to the site. Thank you for the support, and thank you for being you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Eighty-Nine, July 7th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    This is a scribed recording of myself at 12:42 a.m on the 8th of July.

    I will try my best to speak clearly, and not edit anything.

    Midnight, midnight 45 actually, the rains softly falls up above. And I am perplexed, as a matter of fact I am much more than perplexed. I’m flummoxed, behooved, rattled, f****** frustrated as hell.

    You ever go through a matter of weeks, days, and in this time you feel calm, even comfortable, safe, a solid and dare I say resolute stance seems to be had? And then, something happens, you forgot to delete something that doesn’t f****** matter because it’s that minute, that infinitesimal that it becomes something so distanced and neglected that it’s nothing, but then Fortuna, the gorgeous lady, s**** on you like a bird in the heat of summer?

    And then what went from feeling peaceful and calm like the placid waters of a distant lake; turns to the devastation of a hurricane meeting a typhoon during a full moon.

    Yesterday, I felt a dying calm, there was such a peace in my heart that if anything had gone wrong I don’t think it would have phased me, today is quite the contrary.

    Now you think, ‘maybe it’d be the boys I’m talking about‘. It isn’t but at moments I wish it was.

    It’s a daunting reality to this song:

    ENJOI!!

    There’s no buying of anything that can ever bring a solid and consistent variable of happiness. At least, that’s what I’m finding. And that leaves me here trying to decide on a few things. 

    Like: What am I going to let affect me?

    How am I going to be? And what steps do I want to take?

    The truth of the matter is, it’s a choice, everyday is a choice to be what you want to be. Do you choose to be gracious and kind, or brash, assertive, and overbearing? Do you want to make each step count? Or take a trip five steps back?

    That’s where I am? Am I going to repeat on a path of the insanity route doing something the same with an expectation to there being a difference this time? Or is it wanting to make it the best it can be. It is a choice.

    Choose.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for the gracious support and coming time and again. I thank you.

    May your night be bliss and the day be gracious and pleasant. Til tomorrow.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Eighty-Seven, July 5th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    If I may, I will give some context to what I will be setting the stage with today.

    A small one, I know, ENJOI!

    To begin, I was not a decent person growing up. I was a teen, a child wrestling with my own curiosity of my bastard self. Just meeting my brother and my sister after 18 years, just meeting my dad after 19, and I thought having a fucking kid was a good idea. Now obviously it wasn’t because I was a s*** ass, it wasn’t because I was in a gang which I wasn’t, I wasn’t viciously violent, I haven’t killed anybody, but I haven’t kept my word. I haven’t kept to my promises, and I’ve made some mistakes that I’m not proud of. I’ve also likely hurt more people than I’m aware of especially two boys that I’m responsible for.

    That’s why I’m writing about what’s being written today.

    Life and choices… am I right?

    The thing though, I was a teen and thought having kids was a great idea. Stop, read that sentence again ‘I was a teen and thought having a kid was a great idea. real question this is anybody reading this please please I beg you answer. I would love the conversation. But here’s my question.

    If you were a 30-year-old woman, meeting a young man who seemed sure, seemed positive, and thought having kids was a good idea where do you stand on that?

    Now I’m not looking for validation, nor am I looking for justification in anything I’m simply questioning the whole of it all. I’m 34 almost? I think. And just the ill thought of having coitus with somebody 10 years younger than me is grotesque. I don’t know that’s just my thought though back to it anyway sorry I digress.

    But I realized ‘wait I still am a kid! I want to continue being a kid and figure life out that way and ended up making some really selfish decisions where I built my own family away from them, leaving them in another town. It was the one actually, just one. I didn’t know about the second one until much later.

    That’s not an excuse, and they do get taken care of very well, as a matter of fact I am making a goodie box for the both of them and I plan on producing a shot or two of what is going to be sent to them. Figured it’s about fu***** time.

    I’m actually very excited and I wrote them a 12 , maybe 14 or 15 pg. Letter telling them the truth as best as I could without drudging anybody through the mud. I just simply stated who I was as a young man and foolish one, how I made some drastic and crass decisions and decided I don’t want to live like this, which if you understood I think you’d know, and I didn’t want that in my life. I didn’t want that for my life and I didn’t want to already have changed what I did and let that become who I am and I’m not that person.

    The truth of the matter is I was fearful, and what took me so long with communicating with them was the fear and apprehensiveness of the Navy SEAL brothers that are tied to her family, knowing that their life was better off as it was untouched by me then with me. This though was a thought then and not a thought now, so here we are waiting for a letter or conversation back. I don’t know, I feel like maybe it will be a text message… I’m hoping it’s not a letter but we’ll see.

    Poetry & Art

    Medication by: M. R. Vega
    Fire Bush by: M. R. Vega

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for the support and likes. Please do share and help me get this site moving up and up. Thank you all.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Eighty-Four, July 2nd, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    Today will be a day a poetry which may, just maybe, become a consistent addition to the blog depending on reception. Forget-Me-Naught is getting some feedback from some friends of my 18 yr old and I’m loving that. As a matter of fact, I’m thinking about having her kind of jump into helping me if she’s up for it with the memories, which I told her if she’s going to go to college it would be a great addition for her portfolio either after or before college, or f***, during.

    But I digress, to the poetry, I found a conscientious leather producer of Buffalo leather as a matter of fact on Amazon, did some research and got some benefit of the doubt going on, so I purchased it and I will be taking an image otf a poem everyday depending on how long obviously there will be so many pictures but I do hope it translates well, if not please plealse do let me know and I will make a scribed editio PO x with the photo included.

    One son of a b****, trying to figure out which proper pen to use for cloth paper. Turns out that Sharpie’s Gel S works pretty well.

    LEATHER VILLAGE
    07-02-2024
    Introduction
    Howling by: M. R. Vega

  • Day One Hundred & Eighty-Two, June 30th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    The last day of June. Only eighteen days left before Day 200 and I have no idea what to do given it’ll be the 200+ post of the year and a continuous, but tumultuous project.

    200 days of writing, of sharing my thoughts, self, and the perspectives to what’s been set in my path. But I digress, it’s only Sunday night, scratch that, it’s Monday.

    Once again…I’m the last to bed, likely the first to wake, so it goes. So…any ideas?

    Was thinking maybe have a Q&A. Or drop an Art piece a day, or poetry and Art daily til Day 200.

    Any idea? Hmmm. It’s 18 days starting the 1st, haha which is now today, dammit.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for the support and continued coming again and again. It warms my heart to know we can boost each other to better all of us.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Eighty-One, June 29th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    The house is cool, chilled to a comfortable temperature, leaving those resting reveling in their comfort.

    It is the first day though; a first day of summer heat that hasn’t infected the spoils of our resting hours.

    And for the strangest reason, I had thought my body would have had me rest. Though it didn’t, it wasn’t egregiously assaulting, the body just woke me when I thought it’d lay dormant and still. But like Vesuvius erupting the joints come blistering with pangs and burning, a torrid of thrashing sensations that are invisibly rioting through this flesh. My eyes open, emblazoned, staring at the blank slate above me, and I know I’m the first awake. I can hear their deep slumber, their chortled snores of the quite sort and a shifting of feet underneath the sheets.

    My body screams against the meandering course of the metal frame beneath my stolid body and I creak at the sign of movement like a widowed old house.

    My routine is followed to the gallows that hold my coffee hostage for the moments before I have it jutting into  the large mug awaiting my lips. This dark elixir, my crutch for a fatigue, holds me close to the heart, awaiting a fitting body wrecked and exhausted from living, being. 

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night.

    I thank you for the continued time and again liking my posts and following my discoveries.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Seventy-Six, June 24th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    So I finally finished some pieces, here’s one of them. The the piece under the side that extends out and connects to the water within that area it was I don’t know just splotchy and lacking really any movement and I didn’t like that so I wanted to add some movement I just I forgot the colors so it definitely is off a little bit but I’m kind of at a point where Art is Art is Art is Art so that’s, that’s where I’m standing.

    A Fawning Moon by: M. R. Vega

    And hey check this out another one because I just want to finish some things and I’m realizing that I have a lot of pieces that really aren’t finished. So, here’s another one.

    La Llorona in the Red Forest by: M. R. Vega, watercolor on canvas, 30 x 40

    And now honestly I’m tired I’m dizzy and hey I’m almost caught up.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for the support for the coming back and again to say hello and share a like or two.

    May your day be bliss and the night graciously pleasing. Til tomorrow.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Seventy-Three, June 21st, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    The more I write the easier it comes, the quicker the collection of everything in my mind is able to go to the floor and be swept up in an ordered manner. The thing is…it’s it just more and more practice that took nearly half a year.

    But what wait, it’s not that simple is it’s im over here forgetting day after day still behind even if it’s a day, I’m still behind.

    But the writing is still easier .. jesus I just want to write pt. 3 finally, finally out of my little hole and needing to get back into the gold of my art and craft.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May the day before you be blissful, and may that night that gently caresses you and brain dream effortlessly.

    I truly thank you for your support and continued coming back in again, Thank You.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Seventy-One, June 19th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    The three F’s, ever heard of ’em?

    So, right quick. The thing is, I read a peculiar article on Newsweek earlier today that had me scratch at my noggin, tilting my head, looking to the sky. A guy riding on a train was overhearing a pep talk of kids back and forth about a crush.

    The kids, one worried about that crush the other hoppingnon the support bus put it simply, though this is not verbatim but it’s along the line of ‘if you don’t know em, f*** it.’

    Apparently this helped with an ideo about self-consciousness and worrying about what other people think. And apparently this kids very simple remark enlightened the gent’ in a profound way. Which really, truly had me curiously questioning the age of the guy listening to what was likely teens who were talking like this.

    Growing up I was taught of the 3F’s. And it was put this way:

    • 1: if they don’t feed you
    • 2: if they don’t finance you
    • 3: if they don’t f*** you

    Then it really doesn’t f****** matter and what they think, what they are trying to push on you, and what they are trying to have you think doesn’t matter. Because in all actuality if they are not involved and invested in you and yours, why the fuck should it? Really really ask yourself does it matter?

    Right? I guess depending on perceptions it’d be seen as a more nihilistic take on living. But, what if we curtail from the heartless apathy and pivot, more to being in a conscientious addition to the not giving a f*** about others that aren’t immediately, directly associated with you?

    These are my thoughts and never am I here to offend or push my thoughts or force my thinking. Just sharing to share because well, I like to. 🤗

    Newsweek reference: https://www.newsweek.com/man-overhears-advice-kid-wisdom-train-1914947

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May your day be blissful, and the night graceful. Thank you for your support and repeated coming back.

    Like and share.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Sixty-Nine, June 17th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    So…I keep losing weight and I’m noticing I’m getting weaker.

    To add to that, one of the reasons I’m off with my daily posts is the second infusion happened, but I feel that losing almost 30 lbs within a month and not trying to is maybe something that is needing attention…I don’t know. And I’m wishing I did but to that, I’m not going to panic until I have to, I’ll just enjoy being able to put on any jeans I have. 😁

    One of the great things about the five pillars is a building of resilience through finding oneself, however, if one takes the time to go through figuring out what means the most to you in figuring out those pillars. One through five, thoroughly, you’ll find an aspect of yourself awake. That something that laid dormant for so long and now it starts to stir. Silently at first, it stirs until your bones rattle within and the heart beating in the cage of its home sounds like castanets.

    It takes time. All of it takes time, and it takes patience, and a fundamental wanting to become the best of yourself, ourselves, that we can become.

    Give your health the time of day, give your heart the day of time with those you love, find the art in life that stills you, be cognizant of yourself and emotion and how you carry it through the days, everyday, because it may just be your last.

    To which, keep in mind ‘Memento mori‘ or ‘Remember that you must die’. It is an inevitable constant that none of us can defeat, and I’d like to carry my brightest day each day I live.

    It’s staying in line with being something better than what I was yesterday that has me going forward each day til there is nothing left to do.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for the support and coming back time and again.

    DirtySciFiBuddha, Anthony Robert, A, Ahzio, R. Thomas, tothebrotherswelost, Fox Reviews Rock, santable, LiteralCate, thank you, and to all I had missed or forgot to mention. Thank you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Sixty-Six, June 14th, 2024

    Hi-ho and Hello.

    Do you ever duck sh** up enough that you take from a familiar Seinfeld episode screaming ‘Serenity now!!!’? I’m there, wondering what did I do to these paintings and what was I thinking with this nose here? How can I rectify that? This?

    Hmm? You may ask, this also, is not finished, and now a different color. But still, wtf?
    I should’ve added more shape to it framing it like this one…*sigh*

    This has been me lately, dropping my ideas mid way like shooting a hole through a parachute. But hey the nose takes after Gru; that Despicable Me character, hahaha.

    It’s the same with these:

    This I like, it’s a simple pour painting that then had a bordering done with red acrylic.

    But this…

    Talk about wtf!?

    I have no idea what happened it shows though that my brain just flew the coop for a day, and often there’s times where it feels like it happens more than often more than a daily more than an hourly, too frequent it’s all too frequent.

    ENJOI !!!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night to all of you supporters and readers. Thank you and may your day be blessed with grace and bliss.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Fifty-Nine, June 7th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    I draw a blank, and writer’s block isn’t what it is, there’s just a blank slate in front of me at the moment. I don’t know if it’s the Ocrevus or just me. It is what it is, right?

    I know, I hate the phrase too, it’s too blase to have any sincerity to it anymore. At least that’s how it comes off…shit this is late. I’m sorry about that.

    I’ve been feeling a little detached, a bit distant from myself looking in from a glass window.

    The truth of the matter is everything takes f****** time. And one of the biggest things I found now with the multiple sclerosis is that taking medication, changing up workout regiments (which is mini anyhow), and changing diet doesn’t just take three to five days to see changes and differences; it takes weeks.

    Untitled: Acrylic pen, M. R. Vega

    The odd thing is I’m finishing my school work on time, and popping out art pieces and working on pieces daily, hourly even. And yet, I’m finding an issue with coming here in time to talk and get introspective.

    Perhaps it’s the meds, perhaps it’s a writing block, *gasp*, shit…or still depression. A bigger shit. Hmmm , 🤔,well anyhow I hope you enjoy the tunes and the rest of the day. I’ll get back to the proper day soon… That said…I’m sorry for the few that’ll be posted within the next couple hours. But hey, new playlists. ^⁠_⁠^

    ENJOI!!!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May the day be graceful and joyous.

    Til tomorrow.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Fifty-Seven, June 5th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    Today we’re headed On to Carl Jung’s Fifth Pillar. . .

    A Philosophical Or Religious Outlook

    This, I feel is a sensitive sort of conversation, like showing my nethers on camera. But, if it’s something believed, then wear it with pride, right?

    It’s a deistic perspective I carry when thinking of the whole, you, the phone you’re likely holding, myself, those all around us, my puppies, my boy, the birds flocking to the dog food.

    I grew up in a Christian household and was a happy, docile kid who loved his Bible. And there are certain aspects of the faith I grew up with that still resonates, still stands as a testament to being a decent person. But I also grasped some aspects to the two-faced way ideology that brought forgiveness to a circumstance depending on that of the person. I still question that today.

    It’s all connected.

    So, growing up, there was this idea that if I am to ask for forgiveness to that of God, then I am forgiven. Bingo, bango. Simple, that’s beautiful and I get it for the reason of faith and recovery. But, I then started seeing people’s state that ‘God gave me this’, ‘God did this’, ‘God made this happen for me’, or ‘Satan created these problems’, ‘satan’, ‘evil’, ‘destroyed my family and me‘. And growing up it really started getting old.

    I didn’t understand where the lack of accountability was coming from. So I removed myself from that type of thinking and that denomination. And I started journeying through philosophies and spiritual ideas and faith and other religions and I realized, stop.

    It’s easier than that.

    Life is beauty, love is life, to live is to love the ability to feel, to sense the emotions that flow through us and bring the ability to enjoy, to envelop what is in front of us, breathing, pulsing, life to live, to be. There’s a massive beauty in what being alive is to me, and the light that our sun cascades over again and again to bring a new day is more than worthy of notice. I love that life is so effortless, and yet so daunting with the call to being human. 

    There’s a massive beauty in what being alive is to me, and the light that our sun cascades over again and again to bring a new day is more than worthy of notice. I love that life is so effortless, and yet so daunting with the call to being human. 

    The biggest thing is for a call to being responsible and accountable. Whether it’s being a father or just the way I was raised, I feel it’s right. And though the argument to ‘rights and wrongs’ can stack against some fierce mountains, I stand by what I’m stating. Being decent is not a difficult task and being good is a choice that I take to my daily goal and each step I make with intention.

    I pray to Light. To love, to beauty, and the splendor that is being graced with having the ability to feel, see, smell, hear, and taste. It’s Light.

    ENJOI!!!

    C’est La Vie

    Goodnight and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for the support, the following, and I hope your day is brighter than that of yesterday.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day One Hundred & Fifty-Six, June 4th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    I’ve been a tad fixated on Carl Jung’s idea of Happiness and how having a decent grasp on the five pillars aid in finding happiness at a whim and with less than a glance. This is where I find myself so far. Mind you this is after about a bout of four weeks and many self introspections still to go.

    Pillar One: Good Physical and Mental health.

    On a personal level and standard, I think I’m doing okay on this pillar. I maintain my hydration. I work out little and walk often, I hope that’s enough when it comes to making sure I’m taking care of my health, and luckily to itI have a decent relationship with my doctors, and an okay bearing on my disease. I cook most of our meals, and try to limit my red meats. But that’s not to say when we get fast food I don’t completely lose my inhibitions, devouring what’s on my plate like a ravenous neanderthal, masticating away my humanity while I gulp greased meats and taters. I can’t help but giggle at the image. Eyes nearly bulging from my face, wide, and glistening, food being shoveled into my maw like a cartooned jackass. Heehaw. Hahahahaha

    Whoa now. Sorry. Food, love to hate it and eat to love it. 🥴🤗🥴

    Pillar Two: Good Personal And Intimate Relationships

    This one is a queer objective as the friend I have takes me away from my wife and she tends to feel distanced from me when I take the time to invest in my relationships outside of my home. Bringing an understanding to doing what I can, dealing with this with a tentative step, slowly.

    Pillar Three: The Faculty For Perceiving Beauty In Art And Nature

    This doesn’t mean make art. It doesn’t mean ‘go and buy it’. It means taking the time to invest in being present and cognizant to the whole of life with being able to perceive outside of oneself. It means to being able in perceiving away from the ego to find the joyous beauty to the contrasts that make life whole and something more than us, this is the objective. 

    And I hope and feel that I have a good balance of this in understanding and learning from it.

    Pillar Four: Reasonable Standards Of Living And Satisfactory Work

    For this…I stand scratching at my scalp…I have the things that I enjoy, I have the means to create what is wanted and the assets available to use if wanted.

    I have a roof over my head, bed(cot) to sleep on, and a to family that I tend to daily if not hourly, likely more.

    I work for myself. And that’s outside of what I do on a daily. The thing is my daily, is my job and is my life, which is taking care of my son, the nonverbal child who has autism and his momma. The thing I’ve come to find is that he’s growing, he’s getting bigger, curious, and to my dismay, lonely. On his Talker I’m known as Dad/Friend.

    I gladly wear that crown of Dad/Friend for my son if it helps him find himself and the things he likes. Teasing his dad/friend is a big one for him lately.

    It brings a significant satisfaction daily and knowing I get to be there as a pillar for him and her is a crowning achievement in my eyes.

    Pillar Five: Philosophical Or Religious Outlook

    Now…now this calls for a pause.

    ENJOI!!!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May the joys of the day and Bliss of the night be graceful and forever peaceful.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM