Oh well, plowing did not happen, but the coffee is fantastic… TRV

We almost got plowed out yesterday. But something happened (?) and the tractor turned around and left. We simply have a mess down below in the valley, but there has been a huge parking area made. I guess we do not rate good enough to get fully plowed… 🙁

Today,I will walk out to the bus stop and go to the Big Village. I will find a frozen pizza and some Diet Pepsi. Sometimes you have cravings and these are what I have been craving. Just the way life is. Kinda hard to find pizza in the Tiny Russian Village…

I will walk Boza several times, feed the Birdbrains, feed Boza and after a second cup of coffee, take off through the snow. Actually they plowed enough and Father Pavel had guys shovel a fair path to the other side of the river. The road on the other side is great and this walk to the Big Village will be easy. Though it is snowing right now outside, so before we get snowed in again. I better get going…

I had hope that we would be plowed and very easy to get around, but hope sometimes makes for disappointment. I was disappointed that they had to stop…

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Looks like Svetochka will come to the Tiny Russian Village around the 25th of February. She has to get through her getting well time from her surgery and then she will come to play in the village. Boza and I miss her very much and we look forward to her coming. She cannot carry much weight for six months and she will be coming lightly loaded to the village. I hope that they have everything plowed good at that time, so that her and Boza can walk and walk and walk.They are two peas in a pod, those two… 😉

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Father Pavel stopped by yesterday, just to say “Hi!” and find out if everything is okay? He was in a good mood and he had three guys with him to shovel snow. The church has been shoveled out from the three feet of snow and looks good up there. I need to get some pictures of the monastery…

Father Pavel is why we got plowed as much as we did. He tries to persuade people to keep access to the monastery, but it is hard, it snows a lot. Just as it is snowing right now and if we blink our eyes, the plowed roads will be snowed in again. It is endless and a vicious cycle out here in the Tiny Russian Village…

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I am running my compiled Linux and it has shown to be extremely stable and able to do anything Windows does. The security of Linux as an OS is just very peaceful and allows you to enjoy the internet much more. I ended up using Arch Linux as a base and GTK window manager, with Manjaro as a desktop. It works good. I installed Arch Linux base form and compiled from there…. It is rock solid in performance, now I need to find what I will dual boot with, or even triple or more boot. I see some interesting Linux distro’s that have been developed since I use to dwell heavily in Linux. Linux is actually very fun and there are flavors now that allow non users to easily install. I use Arch as a base, because it has much more control for the user to explore. Arch needs more hands on through terminal usage and scares many newbies…

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I always smile when I see the picture above. The world of isolation is actually opposite of what the image shows and that is the point of the image. I hate to see the hole that the West is digging for itself and at the same time, I am so glad that I escaped the chaotic world of the Western Empire…

It dawned on me:

The issue is morals. Once the moral base has been lost and that is an easy thing to allow to happen. Trying to get back a moral base is almost impossible. Too many people love immorality and they will grasp anything that gives them pleasure in the moment of need. Selling our souls is what I call it. It is a hard thing to break. All sins and bad habits all come from this simple issue…

Here is true immorality: ignorance and stupidity; the devil is nothing but this. His name is Legion. – Gustave Flaubert

I am far from a person who can look down his nose at others. But I am a person who can pass on what he has done in life and that knowledge may help you from going down the same road. Killing a human, much less the scores of humans I have killed in my past, is a heavy burden to bear. Many guys from war, never survive the coming home issue. Sometimes I understand what drove them to early demise, Killing is a terrible thing to do…

Do not know what to say about America; But America needs to recover the morals it has lost, at the very least, gain morals to counter the immorality that has gone amuck. This is nothing new, it is just now the percent of populace that has sold their soul is exceeding the ones who still have held on to theirs…

I know, I once sold my soul, not understanding that I did and then fought like hell to get it back. But from the moment you sell out, there is a never ending struggle to keep your soul for the rest of your life…

The question (actually two questions in one,) I have is, “What happens when we die, do we ever find peace?”

Until then, I will search for that peace and enjoy what I have and not what I think by social abnormalities I should be having…

WtR

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Russian_Village

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.