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Does Your life Lack Kindness and Warmth? Quick Suggestion:


I went up to Moscow today to watch a friend of mine swim in the Special Olympics. Does your life lack kindness and warmth? Well then I suggest you attend a Special Olympics or two. The best human characteristics are on display.

Display is perhaps the wrong word; the best human characteristics; things like kindness, friendship, and support flow so naturally you begin to wonder what your own problem is.

At any rate I took my dog Totes with me, he likes a good drive once in a while and on a Saturday we were in no particular hurry. We took the old spiral highway which is well named. The hills around Lewiston rise up and out of the Snake and Clearwater rivers. They undulate and curve all over the place, and they are still a little green in this hot spring we’ve been having. Driving the winds of the highway the blue sky breaks in on you as you are making turns. It can be exhilarating is you are happy and lift you some if you are feeling blue.


Moscow has a sensibility about it that just says agriculture. You pass through constant wheat fields for the twenty five miles or so it takes to get there after topping the hill for one thing.

The brick building of downtown and on the stately University of Idaho campus help to keep strong winters at bay and offer an earthy contrast to the bright flowers of spring.

Police people were handing out the medals at the Special Olympics and the two groups are a good combination. Police can unwind and display some of their own kindness that may get cooped up in a job like that, and kids can make a hero or two of a person in uniform.

I am emerging from the ashes of a shame and dread filled life and feeling the peace and comfort of those who lean on God and are patient enough to let him change things for you.

When you are in survival mode, or depressed you tend to miss the beauty of ordinary things. I went to A&W on the way home; coke is my usual soda but a root beer sounded good and did not disappoint. As I was waiting for my food I stepped outside to smoke and caught a glimpse of my own hands and forearms in the windows reflection. At the risk of bragging, they looked elegant and beautiful to me, I must say.

A long time ago I remarked to a friend, “human beings don’t realize how beautiful they are.” It is kind of a mystery that if you are depressed you miss the beauty, but if you are depressed and make an effort to look at beauty it can pull you out of depression.


I had a dream a while back and the words: Respond with kindness were etched across a bright blues sky with some lovely white clouds floating by.

It is an art to respond with kindness when you are angry, but if you can pull it off, you see the good results you get.

When my girlfriend and I are in the heat of battle this is especially hard for me.

But when I can bring a kind word while being angry the results in de-escalation are dramatic. With practice not only will you respond with kindness you will be doing it while feeling kind and there is not one better feeling than kindness on God’s green earth.

Hobo John here, just wanted to tell you how beautiful you are and that I love you with everything that I have.


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Hobo John

Hobo John here, I am a fifty year old man currently living in a small town in Idaho, this is also where I grew up. Like any Idaho boy I love the outdoors, and am a sports enthusiast. But I also love the arts and paint a little myself. In Proverbs it says, "A man's pursuit is his kindness, " and that is my only true mission in life. I like to write about just about anything; songs , children's stories, politics, short stories, however, I have not attempted a novel yet. I also consider myself a bit of a philosopher, after seven years of living the homeless life I actually started to enjoy it. I started writing little phrases that I hope contain some wisdom. I call them Hobo Metaphysics. "Gentle beats the shit out of aggressive," being one of my favorites. Peace to you folks, "I love you with everything that I have." That is my motto and the truth of things.

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