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On a great day, or even just a good day, I don’t feel all of those 45 years bearing down on my body. I have however, become more comfortable with my own mortality. I’m wise enough to know better than to start a fight because, win or lose, it will hurt tomorrow. Wisdom also teaches me that these days more fights are decided by bullet, bat, or a blade. Words seem to have become a dime a dozen.

I don’t have a pistol yet but being a Texan I do feel a bit naked without one for home protection. I do own a reliable rifle and several excellent blades, to speak of though. There are several firearms I am considering for home defense for now. My research on them is being gathered from a lot of my acquaintances. One of them is a competition shooter. He swears by Glock so I am leaning that way more so.

This item will only be acquired after much thought and it may even be accompanied by a second handgun with Glenda in mind. Although I think she could use one, she is a fighter, hand to hand, that even I know I cannot defeat. I’ll push her to allow me to teach her gun safety, but if she refuses I will still be at ease with here being able to defend herself with her fists.

Life bestows its wisdoms on us in varying degrees and in a plethora of ways. Some lessons come easy while others can pretty much knock us for a loop. I’ve had my share of the latter and I’m sure many of you have as well. The learning curve for wisdom has to be a fractal mobeus loop. We take wisdom as it comes yet cementing it into our character is another thing altogether.