Stoic Lemonade and practical happiness: A wedding killed my Facebook Account!

Two years ago a wedding I attended helped pull the proverbial firing-pin on the “Fuck Facebook” grenade!
The wedding itself was great!
You know when you reluctantly drag yourself to a function and it turns out so better than anything you anticipated.

But here’s the part that got to me.
Call me a sentimental wuss!
Most everyone took pics of the event.
The newly-hitched couple looked good.
But for some or other reason nobody posted anything on Facebook?
Except the bride of course. She was a Facebook friend when I still had that account.
The mother of the bride – Zero posts!
Stepfather of the bride – Nothing!
The Half brother of the bride – No mentions.
Other family members – Ok, by now you can see a pattern – Nobody posted shit!
The real kicker however… After the wedding I saw copious Facebook posts by all of the usual suspects mentioned above.
One or two actually posted random Facebook crap while they were at the wedding! Charming people!
I know!
But somehow nobody really managed to squeeze out even one “Congrats girl – Beautiful day – Well Done?”

Of course I over-analyze shit like this, but that’s who I am.
This led me to check out my own “memorable” Facebook events.
I had 500 plus people who barely managed to raise an eyebrow whenever I posted something truly great!
Well, ok … Something great in my opinion at least.

Right, obviously I did something terribly wrong on Facebook.
I marketed myself incorrectly?
But WTF! Really?
Why do I need to MARKET myself in order to get people to pay attention?
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Stoic Lemonade: Did you allow a smile on your face this morning?

This morning I was privileged enough to be able to relax on my porch.
I was up before the sun.
In my mind I already compiled a huge checklist of all the stuff that “Needs to be done today.”
A busy mind tends to focus on that what keeps us busy.

I sipped on my coffee and watched the Sun start reaching towards the far end of my garden.
I smiled.
But it’s actually a bit more than that, I ALLOWED myself to smile.
There’s something liberating about making a conscious decision to smile.
Make a conscious decision where you allow yourself to be content within a moment.
But know this Fearless Trooper, it aint always that easy!
Your mind can be a bit of a bitch, convincing you not to give in to “frivolous” thoughts!
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Stoic Lemonade: The futility of a “Facebook Argument.”

Today I saw another lengthy and very tedious comment-thread on Facebook.
I know I shouldn’t be reading this drivel, but I do get relapses!

One common denominator within comments often shines through:
Very few participants are ever willing to move from a position of “knowing” to a position of “enquiring.”
Everyone is always ready to impart a vast array of knowledge.
Everyone is a guru and a supreme Jedi Master of everything and anything.

But in the end the futility and absurdity of it all amuses me.
The online-argument is never won, it is a crude feedback loop.
Participants caught in this loop manage to spend hours buried in thought – Seeking powerful words that can decimate the enemy!
The weapons often come across as pretentious and contrived attempts at being more clever than everyone else.
But most opponents are strangers who really don’t care about anyone in the virtual fray.
And they definitely couldn’t care less about anything anyone writes.

Stoic Lemonade: Are Tattoos Portals for Evil Spirits?

Earlier this morning I sat next to a girl with impressive tattoos.
I recalled a debate I had with someone who told me that tattoos were portals for evil spirits!”
I wondered whether she was going to go all “Supernatural” on me and manifest a demon from her rose tattoo?
Thank heavens I escaped safely!

As far as I know biblical comments about “tattoos” are limited to one verse?
Research I conducted showed me “the markings” they refer to in that passage is pulled out of context ever so often.
In my opinion, that ignorant “Manifestation of Misinterpretation” can beat the “tattoo-demon” hand’s down anyway.
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Making Stoic Lemonade: Suck it sour or kill it with sugar.

Earlier this year my interest in Stoicism was seriously rekindled.
But to be quite honest, I can’t ever see myself becoming a true Stoic.
Is it just me or do some of “them” take themselves a tad too seriously?
I’m going to confess to being a bit of a “supermarket philosopher.”
I walk down the proverbial isles and pick whatever I like from whatever the ideology or philosophy is.
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