The lower limit on the aging factor

In the culmative of a group of persons with an
organized knowledge of certain thought processes,
in example, that we have this particular way of eating or drinking,
it becomes a generalization of their status quo.

A status quo of events that becomes a ruler of those participants,
a tight weave that intersects them into a bond that discherishes
much newness.

As time sweeps those persons into the habit,
of the comforts known of a certain knowledge...
it is a distance for them to brain travel
into accepting another new outbound thought,
therefore unaccepted as an inclusive new thought-round
allowed to ego with that group.

For some reason as persons age they appear to
comfort cling into one area of knowing and knowances,
and any new partangles allie with the possible misfit of chance.
The misfit of chance is an interrupter to their casual comforted lifestyle.

Chance is for some to edit their eating, and habits away from too much dairy,
chance is for some the wrong doing of not sleeping-in on Sunday.

To imbibe into the thoughts of chance at later ages in life does seem to
re-interpret away from the easiness of adaptations and re-adaptations
known in youth...
further away from the known event of a new discovery,
into a no-chance offer.
As that offer includes risk,
a risk that may lessen their current lifestyle and comfort factor.

As the news shows journey into further feardom,
it is surprising many persons dare to travel at all,
or even entertain eating foods from another continent unvisited.

Therefore, my conclusion here is people are actually fighting the aging factor earlier and more so, due to the incepid possibles of risk...
such as myriads of credit theft gangs, etc, etc.


After the bombardment of irative wars, it is no wonder we are sent into the defines of a stoic aging that lives and parties less, as in truth there have been too many deceptors available on lifes' pathway, sent to too many persons.
 
Deluded youths in their 40's, life is an over, let the old habs over-60...
run a muck then, while it feels as if they win,
win as a child guppy rehash daily spent,
and we lose, as life itself has lost its intentions and meaning.

And no, a child does not deliver re-intention in,
only re-argues and interrupts the spirit of ones already known
... disenchanted meaning of experiences..

Diabeties gifting

Getting into sugar sacks of gifts:


Cakes informed with favorite company labels,

Sweet customary yearnings a child once had at youth,

Oranges over syruped, dipped into false chocolates and over-marmaladed,

Pie treats, cadavering ones veins into heightened sugar shock retrograde,

Candies in bouquets,
with formalized color entrapments,
containing excentric "E labeling colors"
of oompa loompic color-type volumes.


A sweet? a bit of britain to france.... sent from "home",
the tapture into the brain sensors once given into as a young child,
as a goodie treat...
to reconcile bad behavior, and used as a coaxing treatment lure,
to the good child in earnment, receiving his or her gift.

As a recent december rounded, an extra large sack, a grocery size full...
arrived, with only sweets, only cakes and candies from britain,

I request a stop of the over selling practice,
of that amount of sugar sweetened items,
to ever be sold to one purchaser from one store at a time.

As it is a gifting into disease.

Enough said? No,

Grannies make their delectibles and
cannot always change their recipes into fruit sugars,
well, we do resent them for that,
the over-gift... that they will not stop the atrocious behaviour
of resending ill health to their friends and family.


If one is a buyer of this repeated fashion, it is a direct ruin, especially if the persons family runs with diabetes already.

As through the years I have thrown away these junks from receipt,
they continue to arrive to discredit the veins of a mans life journey.

I will never forgive those persons in that stupidity of re-requisitioning
the sweets again and again,
as if a puppet clone filled their head... as a have to do,
it's christmas, a have to do,
it's birthday time, a have to do,
it's dessert time in a restaurant, a have to do,
your a guest at someones' house, eat what they serve you, a have to do...

keep up with that inheritance ole boy and inject away. I tried to warn you.

Dog fanciers

An interesting extra,
is into what constitutes the person claiming they are dog people,
or befriending dogs or breeding dogs for show.

The assumption is they are kind to most dogs and dog breeds,
and that they do not backyard chain dogs as imprisoned watch-dogs
while living in forever town usa.

However, the distinct opposite has been found to be true.

As one or several dogs are ridiculed and chained as hated extras,

Mamakitas of chihuahuas are bred indoors,
never to soil their paws near such ferocious beasts.

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I kinda do not understand how one animal is kept as a sleeping beauty princess, and another is hated into submissions and tortures,
on the very same property of house and garden.

The preposterous fear-state of needing a watchdog is drivel,
as most houses in those regions of the world are already caged houses, anyway. 

This is merely an informant blog,
to the lesson I have learned...

that a walker of a dog down the street,
does not always represent a person
that is hospitable or caring to animals, whether dogs, cats or other.