Spread the Love, Because We Say So

It’s amazing how much love can be spread through a keyboard

The first full year of MACBOFISBIL, that wonderful acronym I created nearly three years ago, is almost coming to a close. It has been a wonderful year in 2015 and I have made a lot of progress on this activity that I once thought was so daunting I would never make much progress, but I have. Okay, so there are still no guest posts but maybe that will happen in 2016? Who knows what next year will bring to this blog that finally got some wheels at the end of 2014 and this year?

Today is unofficially Spread the Love day. It’s a way to break us out of the bubble some of us have gotten into.

Yeah, it’s not good of me to do this but I’ve been getting skimpy on reading others blog posts in the last couple of days. It’s a very bad habit and I wish I wouldn’t do it. I go down this hole that I soon find myself getting lost in and all of a sudden I’ve lost contact with the outside (blogging) world. It’s very easy to crawl into a bubble and get too comfortable, and suffer from laziness and excuses, but then the bad etiquette police show up and demand I show some other bloggers some love. I actually feel guilty when I haven’t read any of my followers posts in a number of days but it is not that hard to get back in the “zone”. I’ve been busy filming, editing, and uploading videos to my YouTube channel, which I finally resurrected after a long hiatus. I’ve also been busy with relearning the guitar, which was the subject of a post that accidentally got published half-baked and I deleted hours afterward.

On that note, here are three posts I found very interesting and deserve a shout out. They are all from yesterday or today because I don’t feel like digging into the archives (I rarely do) to find posts I like.

The Gad About Town | Inside Anonymous: Covering the Collective

My name is Walter Yeates, I may be better known as Smooth for my coverage of Anonymous. Either name is fine, as I am quite fond of both. When Mark asked me to produce the first guest piece on his blog, I was more than happy to detail my work on Anonymous.

Two months ago I would have never guessed I would have been covering Anonymous, especially with as much access that I have been granted. While quite a bit of information various members of the collective have told me is off the record, there has been a lot of insight that will go into my future work.

As always, Mark Aldrich dishes out some of the best world cultural news stories on important topics. This was his first post by a guest blogger and went very well. I’m only vaguely familiar with some of the things he writes about (or others write for him) but I definitely have gotten an insight into a world other than mine. I will definitely be looking forward to reading more of his posts in 2016.

Passion Through Poetry | Desperation

My tears etch tracks
Down the sides of my face
Flowing unhindered
My cries break the silence
Of the overcast day
Speaking of anguish

Vonita Buirski’s blog of mainly poetry is very inspiring. You can really fall in love with the words she writes and feel the spirit she has inside. A very wonderful and amazing person and it would be nice to meet her in real life. I’ve been following her since I started blogging regularly and she will continue to be a blog I look forward to in the upcoming year.

MOONSKITTLES | Eating Before Drinking

These words got me started,

reading and reading, brain breathing.

Each bubble erected in the surface.

Mouth making muted sounds.

Eyes moving left to right,

following someone else’s children being unborn,

learning of things luck spared me off.

Smeared on my face crazy tears… of what?

For what? Why was I crying about just now?

The shadows hover around and embellish,

swiftly, noticeably, forcefully.

Reading one of Moonskittles’ posts is always special. Her blog has quickly grown into a very powerful one of poetry, wit, humor, and family. This poem by her was another quality example of her talent with words and deliciously descriptive imagery.

The Gad About Town: One Way Flight, No Layovers

I never looked for his book online or in a bookstore. He showed it to me, or he showed me a galley proof of it. And now, a decade later, I do not remember his name or enough about the book to find out whatever happened to him or it.

The two of us were passengers on a plane, and 98% of my personal air travel history dates from the years 2000 to 2004, when I moved from upstate New York to Cedar Rapids, Iowa, and twice a year I returned home for holiday visits. The typical route was Eastern Iowa Airport to Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky International Airport to Stewart International Airport (or sometimes Logan in Boston), because there are no direct flights between Iowa and anyplace else I have ever lived. The book author was across the aisle from me.

This other post by Mark Aldrich, one that had been sitting unread at the top of my browser for days until now, is one I also had to include as a bonus fourth. One of the lines about reading lines of poetry with the exaggeration of cartoon eyes delighted me.

And that’s a wrap. Now let me go and enjoy the hot, steaming chili I got from Wendy’s. Oh, wait, I’ve already finished it.

In Response to the Daily Prompt: Press It

Give some love to three blog posts you’ve read and loved in the past week, and tell us why they’re worth reading.

Author: Matthy

Welcome to "MatthySun: An Awesome Mind", a place where you will find all sorts of interesting stories, pictures, and advice on life in general.

6 thoughts on “Spread the Love, Because We Say So”

  1. This is a beautiful post, thank you! Well done on your year of blogging, and thank you so much for you kind words, it would be wonderful to meet you in person too! 😀

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