But Ive been thinking often of writing my achievementd of the past few weeks including my completion of my MBA with focus in financing. Its been quite a haul and Ive felt the need to study something else that I never finished. Getting a CCNA certificate on top of my academic accomplishments will be hard but complete one of my initial goals to be a network tech in the field again. Itll probably not combine with the MBA but we will see. Im looking forward to these classes keeping my sights set on learning and delaying gratification for many good opportunities along the way! It feels great to finally achieved one of lifes greatest feats
Its a mental chess game outsmarting and subjugating the thought traps and moderate depression in my mind. The storm surge rises without notice. Usually in the form of Sofie exploding in anger or sadness. It affects me because I dont feel theres room to express my thoughts or opinions because she refuses to see how badly I feel. Her own sorrow and anger is consuming while mine is swirling dangerously below the surface. I let out hints that its their by saying triggers have been hurting me all week. Sofies usual empathy and concern is in hold due to her uncle abandoning her after her mom abandoned her. Looks like our wedding may be a few guests different but its hard to tell who wjll be there from Sofies family. Back to the topic. Ive been on edge this whole week because Ive had little sleep. Working a lot. Crisis in Paris. Sofies a wreck so my foundations are built on sand. I slow things down and embrace the calm. I collapse inside my mind and cry repeatedly when I think about the dead French youth who went out to have fun at a death metal concert only to be shot like dogs. My anger and concern is challenged by my leftist friends and they fail to see why Im so concerned for our future. Ive had friends unfriend me and others abandon me when my cause was to save them. They wont listen to facts or reason and it makes me cry out for them to look at the blood on their hands. Im so utterly morose and grief stricken that innocent lives will be lost in the fight against this injustice. If you want to know my thoughts, click here and be the judge. Lots of love to all you westerners. Hold your families close. http://youtu.be/cjvPj7WAX7A
I had a five-hour conversation with my mom yesterday evening. Due primarily to splitting heat raging any iota of a peaceful slumber. I learned my moms vacation to her parents gave new insight into her plots and swears plots are hatched against her. My aunt and grandmother seem the target of mind-reading and false prophecies, blaming, and negative emotional reasoning. Why is it so hard to find objective truth in our own conscience? Stef calls it self-knowledge or analogizing to learn japanese. Japanese being functional, growing up with logical self criticisms. Although, growing up with dysfunction, and surrounding yourself with non-japanese speakers would make it impossible to learn this new functional lifestyle. It’s up to ones will to find japanese friends, move to japan, immerse oneself in books, technology and the japanese lifestyle. Because CBT, self-knowledge, universal preferable behavior have given me the japanese tools essential for objective self-critique.
I heard a podcast about a guy who had trouble committing towards a job interest and sticking to it. I had also briefly reached this point in my life and was instantly drawn to the conversation. I listened as Stefan predicted the caller was raised by a single mom, who did not commit to caller’s father due to shotgun wedding. Only committed to sex and getting prego. Stef’s advice gave me exactly what to do. Once you reach perceived end to something, that’s when you really learn. After your interest deflates, is when the real learning begins. He continued, when runners hit a wall, they keep going because they reach euphoria after. Second wind, I reached two walls while biking to work Monday. Infinite walls Tuesday on the ride home. My legs, thighs, saddle region, back, shoulders and neck were all super tense. And yet,,, I felt two hours of pure euphoria today, Wednesday morning. It was unbelievable. I’ve never been this euphoric in my life. I bought cycling gear, and am ready for tomorrow! Oh, I discovered my back tire was flat when I parked the bike. Meaning every murderous hill I endured homeward was exponentially harder! It’s going to be a wonderful day tomorrow. Let’s hope fix a flat works! Ty Stef. Oh captain my captain.
Finally I got the cord so I could transfer the pictures from my camera! So here they are. We went to a Moose Safari in Markaryd, Sweden. When we arrived we were like an hour early so we strolled around and laid down on the grass for a little while, before we entered the train.
Smålandet – Markaryds Älgsafari
My love and I.
The train was filled with people. Both people from Germany, Britain and Sweden.
All the moose had different names. Filip, Ludvig, Hans, Louice, Lovisa and so on.
We were allowed to both feed them with branches and pet them and their horns. It was cool! Besides moose there were also buffalos, american buffalos. Apparently the american buffalos are more friendly than the european kind, therefore they choose to have the american ones instead. They were BIG!
There were tiny little babies of both the american buffalo and of the moose, which was very cute to see.
When the moose safari was over we went to a coffee place close by. The nature were so pretty!! Sweden has very beautiful nature and I feel very blessed to live in this beautiful country.
— Sofie —
I decided to make some use I our herbs growing upon our balcony this was a delicious adventure!
I went to the store with Sofie and bought a few necessary ingredients like chicken stock and limes. The mixture for this dish involved cooking chicken large pieces with powdered garlic, chili powder, and cumin. A little salt and pepper marinated together with the chicken and olive oil gave a great aroma in our kitchen with Sofie wishing she had not made a separate dish for dinner! After cooking the chicken I diced up a yellow onion and mixed three cloves of garlic together and cooking this separately in the pan for 5 minutes always using mid to high heat for cooking not so fast. The onions smell so good while cooking it reminds me of tasting moms old spaghetti sauce with plenty of meat and onions. I have to acknowledge Sofies persistence helping me discover awesome cooking and raised pride in dicing cooking everything myself.
Finally I added some rise to ready for later and chicken stock to the mix onions soaked the stock and I proceeded adding the finished chicken and rise for the final addition of grated lime zest and spritzed lime juice with half the cilantro plant harvested. It smelled so good and I discovered I accidentally used garlic salt instead of grated garlic! It was super salty and left me still loving the taste but I will tell more about round 2 later. It was such a positive endeavor cooking solo and discovering how delicious home cooking can be and the process of creating amazing dishes inspires me to use knowledge in other dishes. I’m thinking of trying my grandmothers deviled eggs! I will let you know how it goes.
the sun is out and shining brightly on the world of Sweden today! It is warm and I am out to play some football with a friend. I forgot my frisbee unfortunately so I will have to pick up where I left it, for another day. I have been debating reading the book Atlas Shrugged since it provides level of meaning and importance following the bible. I’m curious to read it and give my impressions along the way. My first impression of Mrs Rand was a John Oliver candid asking how is she still a thing? I was struck with mixed feelings and felt uneducated about her opinions on government and objectivism. However I have dug into her background via four part series devoted by my podcast freedomainradio. I’m excited to open my mind to her book as I feel it will mirror the type of philosophy I am to develop my mind and cultivate against future struggles. If it has this staunch effect on my mentor. I feel her philosophy and view of the world is misjudged. She is preaching self happiness and free market capitalism as a one way ticket to the free world without socialist policies robbing the poor and hindering the best part of free market policies. It does not take an economist to understand and witness the failure of socialism. Nazi socialism and communism both are ironically helped by the black market free market conditions because it bridges the gaps socialist policies and decisions come up short. This is what happens in socialism, shortages and the free market are combative and when I read about California’s water shortages or China’s water shortages I wonder what is the problem that socialist policies causes this? Would it be different in the free market? How would we combat oil or water shortages then? Maybe there would not be a shortage but decisions would be made to dampen the shortage by distributing water where it is necessary. The socialist policies and administrators are not broad enough to handle these problems. And socialist decisions lead to more socialist (government) controls. They need to determine where to get the water from which affects other markets holding water and the sequential data continues until the economy collapses. Why is it so hard to just let capitalism do its own proven work? Why does the government continue increasing regulations? I have an answer. Greed. They want power to change the world when the capitalist world is just fine on its own. The costs of the drug war and terrorism creates artificial markets for suppliers of materials for war. The subsidies create interference and one does want to correct problems but these problems are solved over time by the free market. It is confusing to relate the market today with free market principles because all the blame goes towards free market when in fact it is the fed that created all these problems with fiat currency and resulted in dollar currency losing 98.0 percent of its 1913 value. Would world problems be solved in free market? I don’t know. Maybe I will pose this question to my mentor.