Beans, Every Last One

When I was heading to bed last night I was afraid that I may wake up in the morning feeling in a funk mood. But I didn't I took some melatonin. I didn't wake up in a funk mood. Anyhow last Friday or so we where planning on going to the Gardenia center. The speaker today is doing it on Charkas. Ok this maybe strange or even a little radical they sing John Lennon Imagine

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

No they didn't sing Imagine this time but they haven't sung it for a while. I guess there no one song over done there.
But I did enjoy the service and got something out of the message, The inspiration was on how one gift keeps on giving. It remind me of the story of Jesus feeding the multiples.
The main speaker was on charkas. Statement time...I been having trouble with my heart charka. I been fighting a funk mood Every so often I find my self defending off this hopelessness and pissed off spirit. I'm thinking the world isn't going my way so I start to feel hopelessness and pissed off. Confession time...When hopelessness comes around it actaul puts quite a bit of negative energy and I become pissed at so many different things a lot to list.

I know in past post I mention I'm not a hamburger fan. But there a few foods I really find discusting such as bolgonia I was once told you need to buy bolgonia from a deli so I bought this $9.00 a pound stuff. It still taste like crap. No need to worry I only got slice. So the jingle of “My bolgonia has a first name crap”
I don't care much SPAM. My dad as I said before worked for railroad and the fright train would haul food comunties. The government would give food away such as cheese, flour, beans, spam and etc. So the guys would take home comunties when that was on fright train. As always my mom was looking for any chance to stretch a dollar and when the comunties would show up don't worry my mom had it broke down to last penny it would stretch out.
Statement time...Oh there was food from the comunties that was fantastic
If anyone wondering why I mention about hamburger. Murphy and I stop in at Super one and he picked up some ground beef. I ask him if he was planning to make casa des' and I had a look on my face of disgust. Which I believe we both of reacted.
honest time..I really don't mind burger if there plenty to add on burger and there lot from garden now