Three P’s. (And what soup for the sole we can make with them.)

So you went shopping, and needed a coffee. And ended up writing an article. Isn’t this how all blogs get started.

Or ideas?

Or pieces of contributory articles.

Or scribbled a formula, that changed the face of financial grids.

Or fine-dining-ware, designed by bored flaneurs who are rarely interested in being stressed out?

Pace.

Being out of our league, is the new friction for growth. There had been insights into how dodge-howser-ing ourselves into a higher plane - or grade - or section that we weren’t really qualified or tested into, like if i actually qualified for Harvard with my 1250 SATs - would seriously catapult me into the pool i need to wade in, instead of being incomprehensibly depressed and wondering why i don’t really fit in to certain workplaces.

Maybe there is a sense in the argument of having actually been qualified, and just losing passport to actual flight?

Polarity.

When we get attracted with certain acidity when we are basic - our polarity gets reversed when rubbed the wrong way, even if we weren’t batteries. And our negativity sometimes actually merits the positivity of others - but as an assign to their goodness and natural “personal **dharmas” or fate - and not credited to our actual “in real life” failed merits. These are forces in the world we can’t explain but feel the balance with it seeping into our lives, and it’s tipping, when it is disrupted.

Captains of our personal ships as we are, we connect to invisible beams of magnetic influences, that we continue to live not only in its voluntary paths, but to its daily dependency. This ensures we are alive, at our lowest responsiveness, and peaked with wellness, at our putting in equal magnitude of force in return.

& Positive Outcomes.

*Colloidal particles are too small for the natural vision, but sometimes with the right amount an angle of light, can be seen with naked eyes. It will disfigure reality, but with the centrifuge that is our mind, we can directly either rebound with our senses, or naturally repugnate and alleviate ourselves of the corresponding burden of retaliation nor response. We have our own measure of what is right, naturally. And what is positive, flows from it.

Fleeing from this impacts us more than the rest because we ignore its nature of shielding us from the comeuppance of being human.*

Otherwise, i use pink pepper, pimenton sweet spanish paprika, and pods of cardamom. Swirled into streams of cream. And involve more subtle devotions into the harnessing of energy that expends into having shopped, prepped, and made the food.

And take two pepto-bismols in the morning, with your bloody marys. And walk the talk.