One more, just for today
The other day I was wildly active and I was also abundantly productive. But then my back was hurt so badly I was laid up and couldn't wear a bra.
So this wek, I am crying to myself in sorrowful self loathing because I cannot bring my butt to separate itself from the couch. Also, I have PMS and I shouted to my mother, "Better watch out. I have PMS!"
But here goes the productivity that comes from sitting here doing nothing. I saw online two set of percentages, one that explained the varying chances of getting cancer from either its accidental spontaneous development, which happens 66% of the time btw, down the the 5% genetic predisposition you may have. The other bit comes from bad habits. And then I saw how much of language comes from actively listening to other people.
Language. Including body language. So words alone mean nothing to most people. You reading this here, you are getting a lot more than say, someone I attempted to talk to. Maybe that's why I blog?
Half of what we hear comes from what we see. And 38% more from tone of voice. That would concern me but I am considering becoming a soft, still talker, and demanding attention. A soft answer turns away wrath, and it has all the power!
Enough for today! I thought, in an almost manic state, I should start a nervous notebook. I could put percentages there, and thoughts. All my thoughts, and write down methodically where my mind traverses. I have longed for a device to expound for me. Also, I almost cured cancer this morning, but I got cut off in the vlog where I jotted it down.
Oh well. Geniuses come in all kinds. Guess I'll look there for the next percent ratio. Perhaps I ought to look into Geniuses of wit!
Badoom-shh




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