Spiritual Dessert At Santo Domingo And Amsterdam

A calming, bluish dusk at Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic

Labeling a quiet place serene is one thing, the one who’s labeling it is miles away from serenity is quite another. The moment we’re out of a serene location that certainly pumped us up, our psychological dominance, if you will, may crush under the enormous weight of life’s routine chaos.

It’s a given that all of us can’t inhabit serene areas all the time: At best once a year. Knowing this, we’re left with a dish of find-serenity-wherever-you-are spiritual dessert.

But this dessert may taste bitter, the task is uphill, clock’s ticking.

Therefore: either develop the will and bludgeon the issues or, seek peace while issues bludgeon you. Playing a victim is weakness and dumb, given life will come at you hard, every time.

As time approached sunset, Vondel Park in Amsterdam was quieter


They Say:

You touch the feet of Theodore Dwight Woolsey, and you’ll study at Yale.


Did I touch his feet when I toured Yale University? Yes


Could I study at Yale? No

Grab the bull by its balls, and it’ll bring you financial good luck.

Did I grab the balls? Yes, the cold bronze


Did the grabbing help? No

Lastly, on a Halloween night:


Do I need that mask to be called a devil? No

So I am a devil? Yes

Do I hate myself? Not yet

Happy Ending or Nappy Ending? Happy ending, hopefully.