The title as it appears, not to be taken literally. The Earth is not a star, it is a planet and the sun is a star, so we’re told. Thus being, we are a planet, revolving around said star. Round, round we go and when and where it stops no one truly knows. Is this the same in life, any upheaval and we call it wind upon the stars, or simply the trials and tribulations of life?

There is much talk, perhaps you are not aware of this talk but, perhaps there are those that know more than you or I, as to our meaning in life. Are we all as an ant upon a mound of dirt? Are there those within the colony who have more meaning?

When we go to sleep at night, we often go without too much thought other than to sleep. In today’s technological age we are much like a computer, soaking up information throughout the day. You sleep and dreams bring to you events that you never even consciously thought about during the day. You wake in wonder as to how these dreams can occur and is there a grand reason as to why these dreams took place?

Is there something from your past that needs to be reconciled, or is it a reminder to keep you aware? It goes farther than that, is the dream a warning to say what will come and that all is not forgotten? It truly makes you wonder at the workings of the human mind. You mind does wander on the many possibilities of what it could all mean.

Isn’t that a beautiful quote? I have a friend down in Northern California who is unemployed, and has been now for two years.  He works odd jobs for friends down there when he can; he has food stamps and he seems to just get by each and every month, hanging on by his fingernails at times, but hanging on nonetheless.

I was sharing emails with him yesterday, and he wished me a Happy Thanksgiving, and I did the same to him, and I asked him how his spirits were, with the holidays and no chance of a traditional meal with family.  He said that all was well….that life was good…and he was volunteering down at the Shelter and would be serving meals to the homeless on Thanksgiving Day.

There are so many challenges in life today, as there always have been.  Each day is filled with pitfalls, each one of which has the potential to bring us to our knees.  Seven billion wanderers travel this planet, each one facing, at times, daunting obstacles as we go about our daily lives.

This writer has no idea what it must be like to live in a remote village in Kenya where fresh water is a luxury.  I have no idea what it must be like to live in Thailand and have my home washed away by a tsunami, or to live under an oppressive government where human rights are denied.

There are times when something cuts us so deeply we wonder how we can go on. Going back in time to a song from many moons ago, it all comes down to, ‘I breathe in and I breathe out’. They make it seem as if our lives are not so important and once we’re gone no one will remember you for too long. How can the human Soul feel so much anguish and just end? How, you tell me how; how the complexities of the human mind can simply be washed away.

Look to science and they will tell you that you were once a monkey, not precisely a monkey; I am only trying to get my point across. Yes, perhaps there are many instances of a throwback to the Neanderthal; of this I have no doubt. On one hand we have a loving and brilliant mind and on the other we have a psychopathic attacker of humanity.

She could see that the crest of the hill was just ahead, a couple more minutes and they would be there. They had been walking for so long they could no longer count the days. They had learned to hide when necessary; they knew that hiding was best in order to protect the two children they had found. Going on instinct, just over the rise of this hill a valley should come into view, this is where they would be able to rest for a time.

They all had the look of a homeless vagabond who hadn’t bathed in weeks. They were covered in the dust and trials of their long foot journey that had brought them to where they are now. Magde thought back on a time, not too long ago where things used to make sense and bathing was a daily occurrence. She didn’t care anymore, and it was a wasted thought, bathing was the least of her worries.

If you haven’t been paying attention you may not have noticed the growth of crime, deranged attacker against innocent victim. How can we truly know what causes these individuals to carry out their acts of violence? Are some minds so easily twisted with what is portrayed in a story or does it go deeper than that? How do we know who is Friend or Foe?

You can ask how can I say deranged and I will tell you that a normal thinking mind will not pre-meditate the slaughter of innocent victims. Not stopping at this but building up an arsenal where he dwells, most assuredly with the intent of doing further harm. The question is how do we get through our own lives without becoming wholly distrusting of all those that live around us? As they say trust is earned, but how do we walk down the street and feel safe?

If you forget to close the door and a Predator walks in, whose fault is that? We talk and we talk, we seem to think that because we forget to do things that we should do, it is never our own fault. Children have been born since humanity has begun; having a child does not give you a separate set of rules from all others. So you think what you supposed to be a predator should be hunted down because you forgot to close the door.

If I were you I would consider this a message that you are getting sloppy and you need to sharpen your mind. This time it may have been a minor inconvenience to you, next time it may be far worse. Own up to that which you have neglected and work to correct your errant ways. Stop passing the blame, accept it as your own.

I had decided that I would not walk back to the motel, it is too far, I will take a cab. So I started walking over to a cab I saw in the parking lot and then remembered darn, I do not have cash. Hmmm, I thought, well now that I have crossed the bus lanes to get to the cab place I do not want to go back to the mall to find a bank machine. I see a bank over at Orchard Plaza; I will get some cash there. Off I went.

I got my cash, now where can I find a phone so I can get a cab? I see no phones and I am not walking north to cross the street, which is like going backwards. I will see if there is a phone at save-on foods; I did not see one easily so I thought fine, I will keep heading south, and perhaps I will find a cab somewhere soon.

I arrive at the mall, not really feeling elated. Surprise, the majority of the stores do not open until 10am, it is 9:40. Okay I will then scope out the hair salons and see where I can get my hair done. Found a mall directory, it seems there are 5 salons in the mall, or was it six. Anyhow I went to each and every one to take a look. I went to one with a catchy name first, I thought, I have never heard of this one before, perhaps it is a new and better thing.

I asked ‘do you have any openings today?’ and she tells me yes, what would I like done. I said I would like my hair fixed. Frankly my hair truly sucked bad, looked like hell. I asked if I could see a couple of magazines so that I can see what kind of haircut I may like. I am fully aware that not all hairstyles are possible with all types of hair. I chose ones that looked like they would be possible; short haircut styles with highlights.