The Force of Gravity is Increasing

Look around – determine for yourself. No testing done here – just simple observation. Skin, muscle. fat layers are falling, rolling down to the waist area, creating a round ball slogging down the path. It must be increasing gravity because I’ve weighed the identical amount for the past 7 years. What to do, what to do?

With extra dollars one can have a face and body-lift and yank all that skin back into place. But still it’s a futile struggle because within five years the skin will have dropped back into jowls, double chins and marionette mouths. It’s demoralizing. There isn’t much to be done about it – other than radically transforming one’s internal point of view.

Losing weight doesn’t solve the problem of accumulating rolls around the middle. Moderate daily exercise doesn’t touch it. Ten pounds lost and the rolls persist. I’m not interested in lifting weights at the local gym or getting a personal trainer. They both cost money and when one lives on SSI there is nothing left over for such luxuries.

And the face – what a scary sight. I force myself to apply organic face cream, certainly not one of the so called miracle $300 an oz creams. Never used them. But I’ve found nothing works as promised. How could they? All the models seen with so called rejuvenated faces are in their early 20’s; not hard to rejuvenate. Common sense says that when over70 there is basically little to do but love what one has and let go of past expectations.

Nothing lasts forever; we’re just a passing through. To ignore the change and pretend things the same, brings shock, pain and the blues. Ah, it’s so much easier to let it all go when reaching that certain age. No need to hoard past expectations of beauty and true romance cause there’s no way of returning to those precious moments long past.

There is some comfort knowing I am not alone in coping with the ravages of time. Basically it doesn’t matter in the greater scheme of things such as family, friends, good health and joyful endeavors. One of those joyful endeavors is getting to know oneself better with each passing day and letting go of everything you can’t take with you on the mysterious trip into infinity where the force of gravity will no long hold sway.

There is something to be done for the future. Take as much cash as possible out of the bank and squirrel it away before they close the doors and your money disappears into a very black hole. If you know about black holes – you know there is no return. It’s kinda like that gravity problem. Meanwhile google: banks deny withdrawals. It’s an interesting subject.