Blah! Blah! Blah! Who Cares?

By Eva Gheim?

Thank you for taking a literary voyage depicting pragmatic sentiments pertaining to ruinous mortifications linked to abuse, betrayals, rejection, bullying, homelessness, and mental illnesses. Advocating transforming unfavorable upshots into composed, enriching, emergent catharses eventually awakening mature exploratory understandings; reinforcing an impartial approach toward coping abilities, acceptance, and forgiveness. Restoring endurance when unchaining lingering banes from mortifications.

From cover to cover, Blah! is comprised with personal twists of fate used as a catalyst imploring you to boldly face inconceivable situations. Cornered? Surmount! Fearlessness in trusting God straightens backs, unearths vim and vigor, and shines on twinkled hope.

Honest reflection will reveal that God is ever present. Read the Bible—Old and New Testaments—again and again. Christian or non-Christian, wealthy or impoverished, healthy or ill, we’ll all find infinite clarity of “ought to.” Love quells all doubts. Beloved!

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Dec 19, 2018
• ISBN: 9781532064661

Eva Gheim?

Eva Gheimè is pseudonym for a poet, only now, graciously debuting her delightful thought- provoking nuggets as she explores a fondness for great storytelling beyond a pull toward fictional writing.

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The scriptures mentioned and quoted are taken from:

The Holy Bible containing the Old and New Testaments

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CONTENTS

Foreword

Chapter 1   Expurgate

Chapter 2   The Crepe Came Undone

Chapter 3   Shives Of Crewel

Chapter 4   Credence Wrapped In A Blanket

Chapter 5   Only If I Knew

Chapter 6   Staggered Up

Chapter 7   That Dress Just Does Not Fit

FOREWORD

‘You are drenched in innocence, you are crazy, you are not assertive, you are too aggressive, and no one cares about you that much, you are going to have to look out for yourself.’ Few ‘disparaging statements’ mentioned at one point or another. I never understood why I was told. Soon realizing people met thus far, formed their opinionated critics from information shared along with formulated mental processing of behaviors displayed in their presence. We are taught specific etiquettes designed to modify behaviors while; entertaining guests, visiting a stranger’s home, at work - career minded or making ends meet, at church - home or visiting, in public places and such the likes. Wherever we find ourselves, always wired to be aware of surroundings and behave accordingly ascertaining repute of good reports. Living in such a world filled with corruption, people are going to talk about you regardless of status in society. For one reason or another, hesitation besets truth. Forthright candor command respect allaying chariness. Thinking out loud led me to put my thoughts into writing. As ‘they’ is used to describe persons whom represent an opposition to statements or experiences expressed, unique individual’s way of life or even parties guilty of what ‘they’ consider wrongdoings. You and I may be considered ‘they’. Hearing others declaring you must worry about what ‘they’ think, stirs within. Solving, led to greater understanding of relevant combinations and comparisons deriving balance for worthwhile ways of life. Various ways of life: Custom sized life defining our differences–one of a kind fitting the placeholder in the ‘big chit bang’ of a world without end; undefined way of life directed by popular catch phrases or earworms–lost in keeping up with the rich and famous. The preceding chain of thoughts share different perspectives, along with reassurances of not being alone with figuring out this mystery which is truly fulfilling life. Some people fill pages with lavish success, but few write about failure. Do not get lost nor be found veered off track once you get started with BLAH! BLAH! BLAH! Who Cares? Shared enmity for discomfort, confusion and ignorance, I cried first, then, went in search. Pasteurized or unpasteurized milk? Is it churning into butter? Is its aged Curdle ready? Went in surged, only to find farce brush-ups with propaganda and semantics filled with fear and unwillingness to face true facts of the matter. Without careful conditioning of persuaded ways of life, the care factor in emotions become emptied out making allowance for vapid existences. Finding one’s purpose of discovering why’s or why not’s, broadcasting how’s, when’s and whereabouts of encouragements holding tight to foundational goals and principles anchoring our moral compass. Frozen milk truly always brings an unexplainable aah! But. Who ’they’?

Do not muzzle the ox while it treads the grain

1 Timothy 5 verse 18.

CHAPTER 1

EXPURGATE

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Tempered climates in any relationship harmonizes common labor towards galvanizing strong alliances, however, compromising core values to achieve loyalties along the way bears lifetime consequences reeling off upshots not only to loved ones but future endeavors. Prior to the swearing in of Supreme Justice Bret Kavanaugh, he was faced with allegations of sexual assault. Watching the broadcast of brass courage in a woman’s compelling testimony of her recollections of an event which transpired on a summer day during their high school years, some thirty years ago, truly stirred emotional reflections. Despite pronounced specific actions from that day still etched into her hippocampus convincingly; without strong evidences nor verifications, her allegations held no merits against strong denials from Justice Kavanaugh along with his outstanding professional reputations. Vulnerably, accepted the fact, without ironclad evidences nor corroboration backing allegations against high profile, wealth or big corporations, the defenseless will be left with battle wounds. A few years ago, I browsed the beauty and health aisle of retail store, one of the lower shelves displayed a familiar face affixed to a product. So, I picked up the box and saw two photographs affixed as part of this company’s marketing campaign. Upon careful examination, I noticed it was the same person in the two photographs which was taken several years apart at two different locations. This discovery gave me pause of deep sadness, because the person in photographs affixed to this product was not aware of this treachery. Above all, whoever submitted these photographs to this company had to have followed her from state to state and that is scary. Perhaps, these photos were posted as a ploy to find her, like photos posted on milk cartons to find runaways, lost or abducted children. So, I took it upon myself to write a letter to this big corporation inquiring why were said photographs affixed to their product without permissions. A speedy response came, and it stated, the model used on our product is not … and we hope this allays all concerns.

33 For as the churning of milk produces butter, and wringing the nose produces blood, so the forcing of wrath produces strife. Proverbs 30 V 33.

Intending on getting the plan started tomorrow? Often questioning reasons for brilliant ideas flooding in only to be forgotten after a night’s rest? My family’s nurture anticipated erudite feats like my predecessors. Every now and then I feel like a charlatan, I realized if it was not acquired along the way, then it was built-in. Procrastination - a word tossed about as warm fuzzy excuses for neglected task completion. Do you ever find yourself in deep thought or intense concentration, when an indelible disturbance disrupts you to the point of completely drawing a blank, forgetting whatever you were in deepest thoughts about? Sometimes, disturbances stem from: toning in a voice, distinct knocks, sudden bangs, an unexpected thump, and drifting thoughts. Do you get an annoying headache following disruptions? Gross mistakes made where GOD’s interventions are the only ways of correcting? Or, out of pride, outright refusals in conceding acute upshots from aforementioned? For reasons beyond immediate comprehension they revealed annoyances designed to shift focus. If we have not arrived at the point in our evolution abled to recognize intangibles evoking growth, then, we are in for rewind and repeat until we get there. Although, events may not be exact, same hurt from disappointments leaves us paralleling our feelings observing reoccurring disheartened, dejected, lowered motivation.

Small talks leaving lasting impressions, factor in setbacks rarely vocalized.

Look at her desk overflowing with paperwork, she is at her desk most of the day, what is she doing? Said Rober.

The pile barely moves, let us look around when she leaves. She always waits until the eleventh hour, the water does not flow all the way up to the top. Ah, ha, ha, ha! said Envie.

She is such a loser, why does she even bother trying? Said Gealus.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, said Gealus.

Ha, ha, ah, ha, said Envie.

Ah, ha, ah, said Rober.

My late twenties impressed absolute necessity of working hard to keep a good paying job; using all my time wisely ensuring doing the best that can be done in becoming valuably reliable. Even if salaried work day meant working 7am to 11pm fostering good customer services and maintaining good record keeping per government regulations requirements. Inability to retrieve missed opportunities now filed away as suppressed memories? Tomorrow brings opening to new opportunities targeting the use of ones designed to auspiciously effect life; holding foresights meeting destined progressive growth, escaping those meant for opprobrious impediment pervading goodly decisions makes an understatement describing such acquired goodly decision making as wisdom. Although theology grasps one’s interest, it was not studied formally. Neither, theologizing nor theorizing about matters concerning GOD are areas of expertise, but one’s literary account sharing effective tinges streamlining certitudes while undergoing preternatural persuasions. At times distance in relationships stems from brooding over disappointments in self and/or others; in due course preternatural persuasions tear to shreds brooding, in turn uncovering core variances. Anything but suggesting justifications for hardships or disappointments, but, developing broadminded grits supporting forgiveness of self and others.

The Bible – a timeless undisputed resource helping with understanding forewarnings, therefore filled with evidence of what was, is and is to come. Forewarnings span from greatness to destruction. Still, the lead up to either resolute in the now, elicits search for trendy and popular slogans to get audiences. Shunning such label as ‘mealy-mouthed’, some say ‘KISSAS’ i.e. ‘keeping it simple short and sweet.’ I say, ‘TELiiT’ i.e. tell exactly like it is truthfully. Tis a well coveted accomplishment. Revelations of the unknown often appropriate fear and/or hope in search of balanced defining boundaries to a way of life upholding character-building principles which leaves defining impressions in present generations and generations to come. Frequently ‘tip-toeing’ delay tactics pervert truth of the preternatural. Instead of preparatory expectancy of the inconceivable, the moot is to mask, dismiss and down play the unknown. For instance, after hearing the story of a man being pronounced dead by medical professionals attending to him. Time of death determined, body covered with sheets and waiting to be sent to morgue. Moments before everyone left the room, the man revived, moaning and groaning in pain under the sheets. Initial line of questioning includes: Was there a glitch in the medical equipment? Did medical professionals miss something? OR! Human error. Lastly, preternatural intervention. Hearing anyone who came back from the brink of crossing over from this earthly existence saying my guardian angel was with me and that is how I made it, concludes me to asking, was he completely healed? Full details, including description of the angel or surroundings truly peaks my interest; oppose to people saying that they only saw a blinding bright light leaving me in dubious pondering if the lack of more information is fear of being exposed, labeled, accused or ostracized. Courageous confidence preordained, so prompted at the appointed time. Appointed times may include encounters with paranormal activities like uncanny changes endured while interacting with others. Whether from touch, sounds and odors resulting in pain and anguish or glee and encouragement; appraiser surfaces at pertinent maturity levels during growth process; loss or gain; trial or errors; peaking appraisal - checkpoints appear as the process of interactivity derive promotions of healthy environments or demotion to grave disappointments. Driving forces coincide with goals determining tasks unique to qualifications exceeding current goals in turn producing secondary goals. Then, cycle of life along its evolving route develops meaning and reasoning for existence. Biblical references of men and women so valiantly, skillfully going through mysterious accounts while working diligently in obedience to the will of GOD, carefully formulating suggestions with maintained focus on progression instead of regression. As perfection not ascertained, grapple with setbacks intensifies focus on victorious finishers.

Three days ago, I met a woman, who changed my life with her longwinded opinions and few of her experiences. She made such profound, insidious statements, several years past before I understood what she meant. She said, "I don’t care! Really! I don’t care anymore! Opened mouth with surprise splashed over my face, I did not know if she was feeling suicidal or what was her angle. Admonishingly with odd sternness in her voice, she said, Most of my time is spent in other people’s mind filtering their unspoken opinions of the; way I spoke, shape of my body, clothing I wore, food I ate, or people I am associated with. I am becoming pretentious, hollow and meaningless. My life is a hoax, because, those very people are not thinking about me once we part ways. Let down, shake down, kicked down, pushed down and layered down finally led to realizing peaceful felicity comes from when I am in my own skin. I do not want to be down! Not a jim-dandy! Minding my own business, speaking truth at all times as I navigate through this life is my best winning bet of leveling out."

The outline of this book got on its way, draft was flowing with mysterious delays. Regardless, respectively, at usual spot. Anticipating more stern admonishing, I calmly took my seat, because body language showed it was time to go directly taking notes. Without greeting she said, Imbued by odors exasperating preternatural occurrences, indicated possibilities of efficacious clash of other senses prosing the threat for further delays. With briskness of thoughts indemnifying combative connate steps opposing regression, it made such efficacy essential in exercising maturity levels.

Of course, thoughts of, this may be viewed as flanking crazy, but onward for many who can relate but get sneered in ‘they.’ Occasionally, we meet by chance, strangers who say or do something which leaves you in stupefaction, tendering reassurances or affirmations at a pivotal time while you are in the depths of despair. Using the term crazy implies …from a sick mind. A sick mind is understood to have been derived from a chemical unbalance in the brain. Some resulting into suicides, assisted living, confinement to sanatoriums, confinement to prisons for the criminally insane, family abandonment, homelessness, chronic substance abuse, alcoholic addiction, great family life, successful careers, independent living, and basic survival. Regards to those living full lives with intermittent seizures. Instead of using the phrase ‘a sick mind’ I prefer, extraordinary mind. No one wants to admit to having a sick mind nor admit to being related to someone who has a sick mind. There is an underlined fear of: banishment, shame on the entire family and being taken advantage of or being used as a scapegoat. In my opinion, some unbalances may come from genetics or social environmental influences. Social environments may include workplace, home life and anywhere which requires interactivity with another human being. Behaviors toward each other trigger loveable reactions or hardnosed abhorrence. Believe it or not, either type of reaction ought to help us adjust behavior to become better resources in social environments. Yes, social environments may consist of tolerable sick minds or extraordinary minds bearing polarity toward uplifting and of categorically intolerable sick minds or extraordinary minds bearing polarity toward destruction. Therefore, we are charged with differentiating between the two, instead of assuming every person pigeon-holed as crazy are immorally driven. Unbalance may provoke difficulties or adverse inability of anchoring moral compass to an inspiring constant promoting: honor; probity; decency; honesty; piousness; truthfulness and such delight. For some, an inspiring constant maybe perceived as grandmother, mother, grandfather, father, children,