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What's your fortune cookie?
So for the second time in a row I was gypped out of my favorite part of the Chinese takeout experience... the fortune cookie. It was missing, twice and I looked everywhere for it. Could it have fallen out of the bag? Twice?? No this was no mistake. Perhaps it's a new tradition... "no cookie". No little triangle of crunchy goodness with ancient wisdom to guide my destiny. No lucky numbers. Sadly, no oranges or almond cookies with the little piece of almond glued to the center either. Zippo fortuno amigo. OK, so what's the big deal about not getting a fortune? It's the principle of the bad message it's sending out. It's the silent night of if we ignore it like it never existed, soon people will forget and guess what?? They will. But I haven't forgotten just yet. The end of the Chinese take out meal is just not complete until the cookies are cracked and while the little papers barely make any sense at all, there's a certain sense to knowing that at the end, you can depend on the fortune to be there waiting to be passed out. "You are wise beyond your years", "You will do well in any venture", " Were a happy family and you too" Lucky Numbers 3,7,45,18 4.... OK I think I've made my point. Do not skimp on the fortunes take out joints or I will have to find a place that still has cookies, in or out of the sanitary plastic wrapper, I almost prefer them unsterilized. The plastic gives them this plastic taste I could live without.
I wound up snacking on a runner up treat of noodles with duck sauce. WTF is "duck" sauce anyway? It has nothing to do with a duck and everything to do with sugar, starch and some type of toxic food coloring most likey, or I could've just made that up. I need a fact checker willing to work for free. OK... back to sorting through all of the clothes I don't wear anymore. I am weeding out the old and welcoming the new in 2010. It is going to be the new me. Time for reinvention. I really think last year sucked pretty bad for most people and the energy was pretty stale feeling in our fair city of have more and more and more or less and less and less, depending on which side of the haves or have notes you fall on. Lots of ch ch ch changes and not too many good ones, BUT it's time for me to put the complaining mouth away and to get the hands busy creating my destiny, with or without a fortune cookie to guide me safely into the future. It's going to be all about manifesting what's out there already waiting for me to collect. I spent a lot of time trying to force things but those days are gone by now and as Echart Tolle's book 'THE POWER OF NOW" explains... we really do only have this moment, and that is the gift. The present. I love to say "The power of now compels me" Out loud with a Dracula like accent as a play on the Exorcist's "The power of Christ compels you" OK, on that note, I'm falling asleep now with the lead noodles piercing a hole in my stomach.... sweet duck sauce dreams kids of America. WK
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