...therefore I am

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

18 June 2016 - It takes very little to make me happy:  a warm spot that is quiet...and an occasional head pat from the peeps.  Now that I have seen the sun for several consecutive days, I might even admit to being truly happy.  Evidently there was a time, not that long ago in the big picture, when happiness was not even a negotiating point on the table.  If one had shelter and sufficient food (starvation no longer a concern), then you had the good life.  At some point, the individual became distinct from the crowd, and then one might come to the conclusion that mere existence was not enough.  That eventually led to such quandaries as "why am I here?"  Personal realization has been a mixed blessing.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

   

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Finding purpose presumes
needing purpose.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purractical, suitable and effective at getting what I want...why look any further?