While pen and paper, keyboard and computer are willing to do their job; my mind, heart and soul are giving way to distraction followed by constant procrastination which keep me out of focus. It's just fortunate though that after a long stalemate in poetry writing for over a period of time, my silent voice has found its way back to the track with a slow start. And that would be impossible without the help of an invisible force; a ghost from the extra terrestrial realm over knots after knots of strong current divided by the blue and deep Pacific Ocean. That ghost has no agnomen, with no name to be named because it detests being widely spread-thin across the board of the cyberworld, even down under!
As to my blog? I'll try to finish this one as at this point, I don't know where this is leading to and to what purpose and topic this will direct to. Perhaps the title above will hopefully justify the end.
It's autumn but milder temperature is a good point of preference over the freezing scale of the season. So my brain should really be working unless I will admit that am puffing out of words to write. Just to remind you am not a professional writer but a hobbyist ONLY. That is why, I don't take my interest too seriously as I don't want my life to be compounded by a computer let alone by Facebook congested environment. Yet. for all I know, there are many lurkers out there who scammed my hard butt work, rephrased the dots and authored it to their own credits. That easy no-sweat stuff, huh?
So far, I am not keen on monetizing my hobby by overloading my blog with heedless advertisements. Our tax system here is so complex that any amount you earn in whatever way, is subject to a Taxman's scrutiny and therefore is report-able by all means. It leaves you with a track load of paperwork to do which is more of a hassle than the revenue you are supposedly earning. It will give you to a chance to consider and ask yourself a question, "is it worth the trouble?" And since I do not conduct financial transaction over the internet, so where will it take me to?
I wanted to earn by participating online surveys that pay money. Every little bit helps. But when I read the fine lines, oooopppsssss.... there goes the hyperboles: The loophole, the blackhole, the carriage hole, and the do-nut hole! Ah forget about it!!! Am not much a money-oriented person, so I decided to skip that kind of cyber adventure.
In truth, I would love to have my own private website, my personal domain. How cool is that? Think about it, when you are someone without a name who will just pop up into the cyberpad and there you'll find yourself over-blown-up with a webpage of your own dot com page. What a thrilling experience it would be! Dreaming dreams? Dream come true? Who knows?
Okay, after six paragraphs, it looks like the Warragamba Dam did spill over my fallowed brain to cause a mini flood to irrigate my dull mind. Such a life of a blogger. I think am getting my momentum back. It doesn't matter if my readers will not find this entry "deeply appealing" for as long as it isn't unappealingly appalling!
So there will be a sure blog to follow inspired from this week's activities outside home goaded by perfect weather as the torrential rains start easing down. Let the fluvial thoughts flow.
“Life is like a hand of cards. You have to play the hand you're dealt, you can't win by folding, and sometimes you must take chances in order to win…” ~Mike Conner
