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Thursday, January 16, 2025
My wish ! To go to Cannon Beach
Good morning! I was thinking about what I really want for this summer. I would love to see Cannon Beach, Oregon. I don't drive anymore, so I have to rely on others. That's why I haven't been to Cannon Beach in so many years.
It makes me sad sometimes. I want to go to Ecola State Park. There is a path to some WWII bunkers. It is full of crickets; they look like giant spiders. It was a tradition to go there with my son for his birthday. I hope this year I will carry on the tradition. He will drive.
So that is what I would love to have happen, whether that happens or not. I can only hope. Be sure to follow me so you don't miss out. You can also bookmark my page.
Tuesday, January 14, 2025
It finally hit me.
Waking up, I adjusted my eyes to the morning light and splashed water on my face. I thought about my life. Really thought about it. I finally come face facts. I will be alone forever. I have ignored that truth I have been alone comming up on 6 years.
I think of people i have lost. Sister,cousin,friends, lots uncles and aunts , my friends mom my mom.
I'm still here with death all around me.
I don't know if I have the skills for this new realty.
En me réveillant, j'ai ajusté mes yeux à la lumière du matin et j'ai éclaboussé mon visage. J'ai pensé à ma vie. J'y ai vraiment pensé. Je me retrouve enfin face à des faits. Je serai seul pour toujours. J'ai ignoré cette vérité que j'ai été seul à venir sur 6 ans.
Je pense aux gens que j'ai perdus. Sœur, cousine, amis, beaucoup d'oncles et de tantes, mes amis maman ma mère.
Je suis toujours là avec la mort tout autour de moi.
Je ne sais pas si j'ai la compétence
Al despertar, ajusté mis ojos a la luz de la mañana y salpicé agua en mi cara. Pensé en mi vida. Realmente lo pensé. Finalmente me enfrento a los hechos. Estaré solo para siempre. He ignorado esa verdad que he estado solo en 6 años.
Als ich aufwachte, passte ich meine Augen an das Morgenlicht an und spritzte Wasser auf mein Gesicht. Ich dachte an mein Leben. Ich habe wirklich darüber nachgedacht. Ich komme endlich vor Fakten. Ich werde für immer allein sein. Ich habe diese Wahrheit ignoriert, die ich allein seit sechs Jahren aufbringe.
Ich denke an Menschen, die ich verloren habe. Schwester, Cousin, Freunde, viele Onkel und Tanten, meine Freunde Mama meine Mutter.
Ich bin immer noch hier mit dem Tod um mich herum.
Ich weiß nicht, ob ich die Fähigkeiten für diese neue Realität habe.
Will Elon Musk buy Ticktock?
News about ticktock ban. Supreme Court had not ruled. A democratic prepose a bill would delay the ban 260 days. So it could be delayed. Biden could delay it. China want sell it to Elon Musk News about ticktock ban. Supreme Court had not ruled. A democratic prepose a bill would delay the ban 260 days. So it could be delayed. Biden could delay it. China want sell it to Elon Musk
Noticias sobre la prohibición del ticktock. La Corte Suprema no se ha pronunciado. Un demócrata propone un proyecto de ley que retrasaría la prohibición 260 días. Por lo que podría retrasarse. Biden podría retrasarla. China quiere vendérsela a Elon Musk Noticias sobre la prohibición del ticktock. La Corte Suprema no se ha pronunciado. Un demócrata propone un proyecto de ley que retrasaría la prohibición 260 días. Por lo que podría retrasarse. Biden podría retrasarla. China quiere vendérsela a Elon Musk
Noticias sobre la prohibición del ticktock. La Corte Suprema no se ha pronunciado. Un demócrata propone un proyecto de ley que retrasaría la prohibición 260 días. Por lo que podria retrasarse. Biden podria retrasarla. China quiere vendérsela a Elon Musk Noticias sobre la prohibición of ticktock. La Corte Suprema no se ha pronunciado. Un demócrata propone un proyecto de ley que retrasaría la prohibición 260 días. Por lo que podria retrasarse. Biden podria retrasarla. China quiere vendérsela en Elon Musk k
有關蜱蟲禁令的新聞。 最高法院尚未做出裁決。 民主黨提出一項法案,將把禁令延後 260 天。所以可能會推遲。 拜登可能會推遲。中國想把它賣給伊隆馬斯克 關於蜱蟲禁令的新聞。最高法院尚未做出裁決。民主黨提出一項法案,將把禁令延後 260 天。所以可能會推遲。拜登可能會推遲。中國想把它賣給伊隆·馬斯克Yǒuguān pí chóng jìnlìng de xīnwén. Zuìgāo fǎyuàn shàngwèi zuò chū cáijué. Mínzhǔ dǎng tíchū yī xiàng fǎ'àn, jiāng bǎ jìnlìng yán hòu 260 tiān. Suǒyǐ kěnéng huì tuīchí. Bài dēng kěnéng huì tuīchí. Zhōngguó xiǎng bǎ tā mài gěi yī lóng mǎ sīkè guānyú pí chóng jìnlìng de xīnwén. Zuìgāo fǎyuàn shàngwèi zuò chū cáijué. Mínzhǔ dǎng tíchū yī xiàng fǎ'àn, jiāng bǎ jìnlìng yán hòu 260 tiān. Suǒyǐ kěnéng huì tuīchí. Bài dēng kěnéng huì tuīchí. Zhōngguó xiǎng bǎ tā mài gěi yī lóng·mǎ sīkèMonday, January 13, 2025
Geocaching "Woody"
So I needed to up in the cold air and make sure my Geocache was still there. You will find 📸 pictures. Is was there same place. It blends in with its surroundings.
I thought this one become right off the Powerhouse trail. There is parking in the Chesterly Park. You can find many Geocache areas there.
Sunday, January 12, 2025
A polem about loss of a sister
In the quiet of the evening, as the day begins to an echo of laughter, a memory that won't evade.A man sits by the window, his heart heavy with sorrow,Grieving for his sister, who won't see tomorrow.
She was his shield, his guardian, his protector in the fray,With hands so gentle, she'd bandage his wounds, come what may.When life was cruel an
d left her brother hurt and sore,She was there with love, her care always more.
Through scrapes of childhood, through the trials of youth,She taught him strength, she showed him truth.Her laughter was the melody that turned his darkest days,Her wisdom, his compass through life's endless maze.
Now he sits alone, in a world that feels too vast,Without her strength, the shadows seem to cast.He bandages his soul, with memories of her grace,But the void she left, time can never erase.
He remembers her touch, her voice, her caring eyes,The way she'd calm the storm with her gentle sighs.He carries her spirit, her love, her fight,In every step he takes, in every silent night.
Though she's gone from sight, she's never far away,For in his heart, her protection will forever stay.He learns to heal, to live, to cope,With the love of a sister, an unending hope.
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En la quietud de la tarde, cuando el día comienza con un eco de risa, un recuerdo que no se evadirá. Un hombre se sienta junto a la ventana, con el corazón apesadumbrado por la pena, afligido por su hermana, que no verá el mañana.
Ella era su escudo, su guardiana, su protectora en la lucha, con manos tan suaves, vendaba sus heridas, pasara lo que pasara. Cuando la vida era cruel y dejaba a su hermano herido y dolorido, ella estaba allí con amor, su cuidado siempre más.
A través de los rasguños de la infancia, a través de las pruebas de la juventud, ella le enseñó fuerza, le mostró la verdad. Su risa fue la melodía que transformó sus días más oscuros, su sabiduría, su brújula a través del laberinto infinito de la vida.
Ahora se sienta solo, en un mundo que se siente demasiado vasto, sin su fuerza, las sombras parecen proyectarse. Venda su alma, con recuerdos de su gracia, pero el vacío que dejó, el tiempo nunca podrá borrarlo.
Él recuerda su tacto, su voz, sus ojos cariñosos, la forma en que calmaba la tormenta con sus suaves suspiros. Lleva su espíritu, su amor, su lucha, en cada paso que da, en cada noche silenciosa.
Aunque se ha ido de la vista, nunca está lejos, porque en su corazón, su protección permanecerá para siempre. Aprende a sanar, a vivir, a sobrellevar, con el amor de una hermana, una esperanza sin fin.
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Dans le calme du soir, alors que le jour commence, un écho de rire, un souvenir qui ne s'échappera pas. Un homme est assis près de la fenêtre, le cœur lourd de chagrin, en deuil de sa sœur, qui ne verra pas le lendemain.
Elle était son bouclier, sa gardienne, sa protectrice dans la mêlée, avec des mains si douces, elle pansait ses blessures, quoi qu'il arrive. Quand la vie était cruelle et laissait son frère blessé et endolori, elle était là avec amour, ses soins toujours plus nombreux.
À travers les éraflures de l'enfance, à travers les épreuves de la jeunesse, elle lui a appris la force, elle lui a montré la vérité. Son rire était la mélodie qui a transformé ses jours les plus sombres, sa sagesse, sa boussole à travers le labyrinthe sans fin de la vie.
Maintenant, il est assis seul, dans un monde qui semble trop vaste, sans sa force, les ombres semblent se projeter. Il panse son âme, avec des souvenirs de sa grâce, mais le vide qu'elle a laissé, le temps ne pourra jamais l'effacer.
Il se souvient de son toucher, de sa voix, de ses yeux bienveillants, de la façon dont elle calmait la tempête avec ses doux soupirs. Il porte son esprit, son amour, son combat, à chaque pas qu'il fait, à chaque nuit silencieuse.
Bien qu'elle soit hors de vue, elle n'est jamais loin, car dans son cœur, sa protection restera à jamais. Il apprend à guérir, à vivre, à faire face, avec l'amour d'une sœur, un espoir sans fin.
My New years resolution a bit late
My resolution is a bit late, but waiting is better than never. I always reach out to my friends.
Let me say that first. I contact them and then wait for them to contact me back. I was watching a podcast about realizing your self-worth. It said that if someone repeatedly does not contact you back or stays away for two to three weeks before contacting you back, you are not important to their life.
That really hit home.
Because if they didn't respond to me, I would send another email, text, or Instagram message about something different, just to get a response. I wasn't trying to bug them. I was curious whether they were okay, whether their job or career was going well, whether they had a good Christmas or a good birthday—you know, friendship things. The podcast was all about where you expend your energy. 🔋
I realize that I wanted to go down the path of the same amount of energy to others—the others—on a regular basis. Energy for energy to make it even. To make it fair. You have to not hold a grudge; do it without anger. You have to do it as part of being a better person for yourself. You can't do it for spitefully. 🤬
To wrap it up it for my mental health and it's gonna be sad at times I want to reach out to that friend, are there friends. And if they choose not 2, reach out to me you know I will value friendship, add with them and just leaving that I always room. I remember it's a good memories and the good times. This Andy saying good night!
Want as hulle nie op my gereageer het nie, sou ek nog 'n e-pos, SMS of Instagram-boodskap oor iets anders stuur, net om 'n antwoord te kry. Ek het nie probeer om hulle te pla nie. Ek was nuuskierig of hulle oukei was, of hulle werk of loopbaan goed gaan, of hulle 'n goeie Kersfees of 'n goeie verjaarsdag gehad het—jy weet, vriendskapsdinge. Die podcast het gegaan oor waar jy jou energie bestee. 🔋
Ek besef dat ek die pad van dieselfde hoeveelheid energie na ander—die ander—op 'n gereelde basis wou gaan. Energie vir energie om dit gelyk te maak. Om dit regverdig te maak. Jy moet nie 'n wrok koester nie; doen dit sonder woede. Jy moet dit doen as deel van 'n beter mens vir jouself. Jy kan dit nie vir kwaadwillig doen nie. 🤬
Om dit af te sluit vir my geestesgesondheid en dit gaan soms hartseer wees wat ek na daardie vriend wil uitreik, is daar vriende. En as hulle nie 2 kies nie, reik na my, jy weet ek sal vriendskap waardeer, saam met hulle byvoeg en net dat ek altyd plek los. Ek onthou dis 'n goeie herinneringe en die goeie tye. Hierdie Andy sê goeie nag!







