Monthly Archives: December 2012

Who listens to the listener?

I believe that everyone has a role in life.

We’re not all the same, we don’t react the same, we don’t take the same from the same situations. We don’t see the same things, we don’t hear the same from what’s being said.

All the people I know are talkers. Talkers are not listeners. They talk. Mostly about themselves or situations involving themselves. They love to have someone to listen. Don’t get me wrong, they do sometimes listen if the commentary is about them. But they talk, they don’t listen.

My role here is listening. And I listen. To all kinds and all situations. I play my part. I listen.

The only problem is: the listener does not have someone to listen to them on the odd chance that they need to talk to someone.

The listener, being so used to the role, can’t stand up and say “listen do me, dammit, I also need to talk”. Because the talkers don’t listen.

It’s lonely.



Posted by on December 31, 2012 in Ramblings


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Weekly Photo Challenge: Changing Seasons

changing seasons

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Posted by on December 10, 2012 in Post a day



Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

Taken on balloon trip in the Magaliesburg area

Taken on balloon trip in the Magaliesburg area

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Posted by on December 10, 2012 in Post a day



A letter to customer service . . .

Dear God,

I’m addressing this letter to You seeing as you’re in charge. This is not a demand for replacement, but merely an informative discussion from my side. (Seeing as You know everything already, please humour me in voicing – as it were – my thoughts on this matter.)

I think that there’s been a little (read: big) problem with the requisition You’ve sent through concerning the hips I’ve been issued with (in this life). The childbearing hips. Of mine. Wide load. Saartjie Baardman hips. Mine. Wide.

In the plan that I’ve been issued with (for this life), childbearing hips are not needed. Since the Virginal Conception only happened once, I sincerely doubt that it’s going to happen to me. And since I’m not going to be with child in this life, normal hips would have been fine.

Yes, I’m extremely happy that they’re working. I’m happy that they’re moving and protecting and doing everything that they’re supposed to do. As I’ve said, this is not a demand for replacement.

This might be seen as a request that should I be reborn in female form in the afterlife, the requisition for my parts be amended to include normal size hips. (Unless of course, I’m to have 16 children (save my soul and theirs) in my next life. Then the childbearing hips would sure come in handy!

Thank You for reading. And maybe saving a little note on this in my file.


ButterNut (aka Saartjie)


Posted by on December 7, 2012 in Ramblings