Question of the Day – No. 237

When your brain blanks out, what do you do to get your focus back?

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      1. Just about all day, every day. Since I’ve prioritized my creative work exclusive of all other interests, including spending a year starving, afraid, freezing and boiling by turns in a tent, heaven has granted the opportunity to continue to prioritize it. It can be seen by the total of my posts on two sites, if not also by the massive reading and commentary of other writers’ works that I do behind the scenes, that this practice on no way makes me amotivational.

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  1. Same as already stated above. But that focus may have blanked out or bleaked out for good reason, to resurface another day with the best of reasoning and astonishment.

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      1. Well alot on my plate right now. To much on my mind to focus and stay focused. Been in this blank for awhile now, I eats at me at times, truth, alot. I like to write, and creatively think on ways in a poetic view. The one that tries to stand out. Have something, it’s been bothering me along time. A very long time.

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  2. My mind blanking out is a thing with me. Maybe because I’m always making connections with deeper subjects and ideas and current things, I tend to forget where I was going with the current🤓; also I go blank with simple common words🤓 So, I find I talk to myself. Always talked to myself since childhood. If I talk through whatever it is I’m trying to remember, it’ll come back to me. Or I stop in mid sentence and just look at the person I’m addressing, and just let the blank-ness pass, the looks on people’s faces are funny when I do that.

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    1. That’s me too. Or I talk to my cat thinking he listens but really says hey dude, you like just cut off my cat fancy and you want me like? 🐾

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    1. It could be months maybe a year before my blank blinks. I can just sit and try writing ramblings of nothing, just to get the feel. But I know what my problem is, and it’s going to be hard telling it socially.

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      1. Gosh no, those suckers are hybrids and run on 5% acid, 5% ethanol and 90% love. We only return to recover those placed in comatose rogue states by the heartless. That mind blank state stuff; it’s a heartless cause 🙂

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      1. I don’t really have a time. Let’s say I am working on a choreography project. I run through the dance a couple of times just to lock it in my head, then I will go and do the dishes. Once that is done, I will go back to the project and see if anything inspired me. Sometimes the simplest things can inspire a movement. Once I was inspired by tying my shoe. LOL. If nothing has changed, I will go do another chore until I either have nothing else to do (which never happens) or I find the movement I was waiting for.

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      1. Darnedest thing, it’s usually inside my head right where I left it. It’s like looking for the phone you’re talking on or the glasses on top of your head. Weird.

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      1. Both. 🙂 After drinking coffee and reading a few pages, I could really re-focus on what I was supposed to be focusing on a few minutes or hours ago. It’s a very good way to give the mind a break as well.

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  3. I know for a fact my mind does this. I have talk to medical professionals and they told me it’s my brain defense. I tend to block extreme trama. For example my 1st memory is that of almost being abducted at the age of 2 years old. I began to have recurring dreams. Before my grandmother passed away I told her of my dreams and it was revealed to me that it did happen. I have discovered many other locked away tramas.

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  4. Sorry to hear that. I’ve been talking to a higher authority on what needs to be done to bring back to life. 22 years it’s plagued me and poisoned my thoughts!

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  5. It could be months maybe a year before my blank blinks. I can just sit and try writing ramblings of nothing, just to get the feel. But I know what my problem is, and it’s going to be hard telling it socially.

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    1. Socially talk about this. My primary Dr, I broke out crying thought I was going in a breakdown truthfully. Well thanks everyone for letting me voice a little. Have a great day wherever you may be. 🐾

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  6. Bogdan, soon it needs to be said and I need just release it. 22 years holding this, it’s done one thing for sure, made me wiser and veiw things a whole lot different. And the mention of this, I know weight will be lifted. I sneak preview guys and gals, I failed my position as a man, a husband, a father, provider and a protector. I should just went ahead and made a fatal mistake. But that wpxnt doe any good either. But I m spiritual and christian, I failed Him mostly. But He tells me these days, I need let it out, a social setting. My best friend even said I need to probably do this. One thing for sure, I obtained a gift of decernment through it all.

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      1. I’ll be able to enjoy what years are left with pleasure, my dignity back, a man of statue and value, virtue, morals. They say patients is a virtue, but with virtue added, it now becomes value. And having all three in your favor, it gains wisdom.

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    1. Tell you what though my friend, before night end, it be told the torments I’ve placed upon myself, because of the christian and bond that I hold with Our Savior. I will say this Bogdan. Now I live with wretched desease, Lymphoma survivor and 3 years ago, May 4th, @10:58a, 2015. I walked into my oncologist office knowing what he was going to say, and seeing the support team of the radiology staff in the room. It was set in stone, doctor not needing to say one word. But Dr Thomas, said William I’m afraid I don’t have good news, and you’ve turned stage 4. My eyes weld-up in tears,. He said the prognosis of 6 months no more then a year not being to honest of a year at that. My head fell, I grabbed my eyes to compose myself and my support team and medical staff, each came and hugged me and the love between those people, the warmth had feilled the room. I held my head high and said Dr Thomas, from this moment on, there isn’t anything you can do for me now. But I will say this guy’s, I now stand in Faith, Hope and Belief I’ll be delivered one way or another. But I thank you and staff from the center of my heart, what you and the team over the years have done for me. I need no more visits, I need no more medications. It lays in the Mighty Healer’s hands now. It’s been 3 years and haven’t been back. Now, this Wednesday the 19th, I have a surgery coming. Some palyps need removed and they want to do some biopsies on my prostrate. Very swollen and very hard. But as a witness you’ll learn what happened that I need forgiveness of. Thank you so much for this encounter and the encouragement you’ve put in me to lift weight of so much burden I carried for so long. Your very easy to me to open like this and I feel wherever you are, this bond that I’ll never forget but will cherish to my end. Thank you Bogdan, sincerely for showing up in my life today and bringing strength to come clean. May this season bring you good health and prosperity of just listening. And now, your site viewers too. But I’ll walk away in strength, because of you! And I don’t care who knows when I’m done with your support today.

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      1. I’m speechless! You beating that disease shows that you are so much stronger than you probably knew so I know you’ll get through today’s surgery easier. Thank you so much for being here and for letting me be part of your world. Your words will be my fuel from now on! Thank you and I’m looking forward to hear from you soon!

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  7. Being here this morning I know, has and is making this a much easier process. My primary Dr, last week, he didn’t know really how to respond but he did give me that big ole fatherly hug, as he has been my care provider probably 16 years. A black distinguished man, having gave good prospective fatherly advice too. Then said heres a bottle of Valium take two and drink Scotch! Hahaha… Funny guy too.

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  8. Finding the strength to say what I need say, br advice of a best friend, thought it would bring relief, forgiveness and from my Primary Dr too. But most of all, My Savior. Be wants me to carry this out, that maybe talking to a stranger just may let me find forgiveness. And I want to thank you as well. I tried writing this on my site but no, a little more time here, I’ll give the details where I went wrong and they say if we had hindsite, we wouldn’t need know our next move. I live by fault, by mistake, it makes for better understanding really. Not porposely living that way, but one something’s, I make the decision at times to experience what something I need experience by mistake or fault, gives a greater knowledge or wisdom to see confuscously.

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  9. Hey Bogdan,
    Thanks truly what your doing here. The world’s a funny place sometimes. Being in the right places at the right moment as your suppose to be here and we meet this way, a guiding wheel of to feel something about this situation. People meet for reasons. Finding those reasons are relevant to character. Tells me a little about you as well. Truly , I’m grateful.

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words! Yes, the world is a funny place sometimes and it f*cks up our mind. Because of this, our life seems to be worse than it actually is sometimes and I hate this! I’m trying to help people become more aware about the fact that the within is much more important than the outside because it influences our perception. I know there are many people trying to do the same thing, but as long as there is pain because of our own perspective, I’ll keep doing this!

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  10. You asked a question and I didn’t repond to it. What made me spend so much time here? Your heart with voice and a ear. Your nature of character, goodness there sir, and I thank God your presence had shown up too. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year as well. To all of you, may you all have a very warm Christmas and may it be merry and bright.

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    1. prayers for your continued healing, courageous expression and determination to be free from bondage. may you find comfort, joy and peace in His love. thank you for sharing your heart & merry christmas to you too ❤

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      1. Bondage, ahhh yes, a well friend it had been. I’m just about reading to come totally clean here. I shall hold my head high, when telling you people this. Complete strangers and I feel comforting aura here, an ambiance of pressure lefting. It was in 1997 the seasons have started. It was the 27 of November to be more precise!

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      2. Will you check that typing out and the misspelled words. A bit nervous but I’m about it now. I just hope it doesn’t make you sad or sympathetic. Sympathy I don’t need, but a empathetic heart that hears a distraught that I lingered through for many years. Yep a wise a good decision.

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  11. Well my wife and I had let her younger brother move in for a bit. At first signs, we began seeing bruises on my oldest son. And we just thought, it just a boy being a boy. Romping around jumping out of trees. You know kids stuff.

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  12. Her brother being 17½ and my mother-in-law, Marquita couldn’t handle him anymore. She asked if we would finish raising him until his 18th birthday. After that , later kid, get you life straighten out. But I agreed he could stay.

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  13. Like I said, we saw bruising on what we thought natural actually. The days and few weeks later, two I believe. And we asked Sammy, brother’s name, if he’d watch the kids while we went shopping.

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  14. Well we had been gone several hours, four kids to get gifts for, but these gifts was a Santa move. So we stopped for something to eat and talked about her brother being there. I really didn’t care for him to much, always in trouble and not wanting to do anything, job a bit of house cleaning, even his dirty laundry.

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  15. We we had finally made it home, but the gifts had stayed in the van. He came through the sliding doors and thought it strange, hmm no noise no voices, no one in the living room. So imedidiately Is freaked, and wondered through the house. Calling the kids names, nothing. I start opening doors and the last door I opened my, the horrids of every parents nightmare, my daughter being defiled, impure, Andrew pays rage and anger and was completely out of control. Dragging the bastard through the house, beating and stomping the living shit out of this kid. Shannon yelling in the background, Bill your gonna kill him. If I have anything to do with it I will. She called the police immediately frantically telling and screaming to the police, he is going to kill him, he is killing him. Please come you have to do something. First responder Officer Dave Ricker, a county cop. By the time Dave Ricker was to the sliding door I had the kids throat just crushing his breathe from his life. Bill I hear Ricker saying, you don’t want to do this. What happened he was asking. Shannon told him, we had just gotten home from shopping and the kids and Sammy my brother wasn’t around but in the back bedroom, my brother molesting my daughter, and bill walked in and flipped. Dave never approached me just kept saying Bill you need release him. He is blue brother, he might be dead already. Then God, as loud as thunder, His voice bellowing through me tell me I need let Sammy go, it wasn’t my place for me to act as judge jury and crucifier. God voice echoed again, drop him now, you have to if you want to be with me. And Dave still saying, he isn’t breathing Bill, just let him go son. God said to me, if you love Me as much as you say you do, obey Me and let him go. I’m And by this time, I did as God told me and let him go and he dropped lifeless. Dave Ricker said Bill I’m coming to ya buddy just calm yourself. Fuck you Ricker as I screamed in his face. Dave kept repeating himself, he isn’t breathing Bill, and your kids witnessed this. I told Ricker, he ain’t dead damnit, but I so wish he was. Look he isn’t breathing I need place you in cuffs. For what I said, killing a pervert. I told Ricker as God told me, roll him on his side and slap his back, he’ll breathe. As Ricker said said Bill for your and your family’s sake, I hope your right. And officer Ricker slapped his back and a gasp came from him. What was you thinking Bill. You could have killed him. I wanted to you prick, not meaning to call you names Dave. And then I turned and kicked the pink in his face, blood spewed everywhere. Dave said walk away Bill please, now let me serve you guys and my duty and take him out of her before your rage started again.

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  16. As he cuffed my wife’s brother and he needed my wife to come or go to the county police station because we had custody so to speak. And because of me almost killing him, I wasn’t allowed in the interigation because I would have, if opportunity arouse again, surely this time he would die. Well we got the neighbor to sit the kids and headed for the station. My wife was in there as they did interigated him, and afterwards maybe hour and half, possibly two hours. They came out and took her perverted brother to the jail block. Officer Ricker, came up to me and asked my wife and I to go back in the office, cause he said he want me to hear the tape. The boy made one comment that grabbed my attention and great great f grief consumed my whole being. He was asked my the detective, why he committed such an act. He was old enough, surely he knew it was wrong. Sammy replied and God helped him then. But said I thought this was how things was. He was asked why he thought that, and Sammy responded saying my dad done this to me. Isn’t this how it works. And my soul being even more torn in confusion and didn’t understand. My wife also told detectives she too was a victim of her father’s molestation. And My wife’s older sister Heidi, was molested too. But facts are he knew better, we knew better. Their parents wasn’t together, and Terry Pointon, my wife’s dad and Sammy’s and Heidi’s dad had custody of the kids.

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  17. Well our next business was taking my daughter to the hospital, all the kids actually. And they done a rape kit on her for confirmation that she was violated badley. She was 5 years old for God’s sake. But even something more gruesome had tuned up in the horrids the children just faced, but my 3 year old son had been sodemised. And rage hit me all over again. One thing I hadn’t known though, was that my wife been molested. Like I wouldn’t except her if she had told me. The news traveled throughout the town and people we didn’t know coming to our home offering meals, for days to come. Then a call came in from the prosecutors office. Kathryn O’Neal her name was, asked if I’d come to the office and talk, her and my wife. Chaos had speed through town and a woman by the next of Danita Kotner came to us as well. But the prosecutor, Kathy, said her first words of ugliness ever coming from a prosecutor s mouth. Said Bill, Shannon the children are young enough, this will repress probably never even thinking of again. I said Kathryn are you that damn ignorant or just blatenly stupid to say something like that. To me and my wife are if you have no respect. It’s not about repression lady, it’s about a crime against my defensless children that had just been raped, my son Kathy, my son 3 years old sodemised. The next stupid thing that came from her was, you know if we prosecute him and try him as an adult, he walks in that prison a dead man? Hey if that’s his judgement so be it. Let him walk in dead then. It the most sickening thing one can do. I said if he had killed a cop, should you still feel the same way! Hell no, you’d throw furthest extent of the law you possibly could. Kathy it surprises me none having this coming out your sick mouth. You never had kids, your a heartless bitch! We walked out, her husband the top prosecutor comes walking out after us, Kathy just a chief deputy, but Mike says to me Bill is it? You talk like that again to my wife, I throw your ass in jail. Kiss my ass Mike get out of my face, before you piss me off and I kick your dumbass as well. And walked away.

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  18. Court came a few days after, and the judge and prosector had this already worked out and and said his sentence because of circumstances, we ordered the kid to leave the state and back to his mothers in Michigan. I lost self esteem, self respect, my dignity stripped and morals, had left me. I told God I failed you my Lord, the blessing you gave us, those lives we was responsible for, their well being, as parents providers for safety. And we failed not only you, but out children. Now long ago before when I was a kid still, didn’t have the best of relationship with my dad, because they didn’t know or even back then, psychiatrist didn’t even know much about hyperactive behavior. And my dad always drunk and kicking my ass cause of behavior. It wasn’t my fault I was born this way pal, it just is. My dad called me a failure most my teen years. Because I might have smoked pot that day and skipped school. I wasn’t the one failed, he was, for not having compassion for something I had no control over.

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  19. Everyone here Bogdan that’s where I failed and felt most of my life a failed product of life’s misfits. He broke our home up and because my wife felt she lied to me for many w years, well I feel that. But she just didn’t want it anymore, our dreams was destroyed. I went through psychiatric treatment for 22 years feeling worthless. What I had no control over and why life is like it is. That’s what I meant a out I learn by fault or by mistake better. Not really but come out more wiser and knowledgeable.

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  20. Everyone that’s the jest of it, and relief truly has lifted here like He told me. Everyone hi, my name is William or Bill if you will. I didn’t think it possibly, but tears roll down these cheeks and I’m ok. I couldn’t be the Superman I want to be for my children, because I had no control over the situation. But, I have more to say but perhaps another day. But today, I know a group of strangers that we happened to cross paths for a day and more days to come, but first time really ever speaking of this publicly and in a social setting and told of a deep issues. And weight has lifted and I’m sure will continue to lift even more. But your all are just the best bunch of writers and bloggers that gave me a chance to hear me out. Merry Christmas everyone. May God shine on all of you gracefully. Bagdan, thanks truly man for showing up in my life making me a better person then I was yesterday! I’ll send you an email of a 1500 word story of a grape ape . Haha. Thanks, your a champ!

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    1. Bill, this piece of reality is an example of how f*cked up the world is and what can happen if we let our emotions decide our behavior. This clearly shows how linked we are with each other and how one’s behavior can influence other’s emotions. I’m so sorry you had to get through this but the thing is we can only control our own behavior and that’s the only one we’re responsible of. We cannot control the world and we probably shouldn’t, but we can influence it through our own behavior. I cannot imagine all those emotions you faced, but I can understand them and where they come from. What happened it’s not your fault because it wasn’t in your control and I hope you can accept this.
      PS: I’m looking forward for that email! 😀

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  21. You bet! After ending where I did, I thought about this story of ugliness. The psychiatrist I saw for 22 years in this, passed away in 2014 and his children got ahold of me. His son told me, I knew my dad would want you here. We , his family knew of you. You touched my father and we just wanted you to know. I see a new one here the 29th of January. Grievings over and I don’t think it wrong of a man of where I been and what still lingers within. When I went for treatments when cancer had a grip on my life, well it still lingers and personally, I see nothing wrong having them kinds of drs in my life. They help. But my primary Dr, he has my phone number and I have his. Again thanks, and I believe I need shut my body down for awhile. Wednesday comes soon and and I have that sugery scheduled. I have a story already picked out, maynot be 1500 words, but every bit of 500 at least. A small publication of having carried cancer. Besides that, my cat won’t leave me alone until I go lay down. Good night or good morning either way. I’m outties. Chow brother…
    Sincerely,
    Bill

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    1. You definitely have so much to share to us. The wisdom you picked up from your life experiences will definitely help someone in his/her life and because of this, I’m looking forward to read more of your insights.

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    2. Thank you Bogdan (DM), for this opportunity too finally let it out and free myself and find forgiveness not only to me, but to forgive the perpitrating person caught in an ugliness that’s been happening since time began. To understand the sickness (of man/woman) the lust that became to eye of the lowly serpant that once sat in the tree of life, in that Garden of Eden that the Father of all time created the start of another evolution of species. To see it’s existence grow and where it will bring it to be. Many chapters, have been created, from this, to that, as to another! Thank you Bogdan ( DM), Bob, I believe your name is, if I’ve read everything and everyone else’s replying to your question; Question of the Day – 237
      When your brain blanks out, what do you do to get your focus back?
      proposed by temperate5kat,

      For you entering my life, allowing my to find forgiveness and maybe someone may understand or not, my objective in this Story of A Man: Trying to Forgive Himself.
      Your honored here not me!

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      1. Thank you, and the names mentioned in the story I told you. Most of the rest or the story, they didn’t pertain to this particular story . Thank you Bogdan (DM) Bob.

        Sincerely,
        William (Bill)

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