I haven't been here in awhile. So much has changed.
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I haven't been here in awhile. So much has changed.
Gonna get back into meditation. Meditate 20 minutes in the morning and then again at night to start. I'm not going to attach to it the Zen philosophy like I did before. Better to just go at it without expectation, free as a bird.
Totally agree. Mental constructs are a burden and are unneeded anyway compared to the vastness inside of you. Oh wait, that might be a mental construct. :PQuote:
Originally Posted by Darcy88
I'm getting late for my evening walk. Got to go!
Just finished putting up a trampoline with a security net and man it's a pain! My back aches and my fingers are just getting limber again. But my son and his friend are jumping happily so I'll live, just wish I didn't have to wait for the friend to leave to take a shower.
I have a battery of very precise one-and-few-liners to answer what doesn't deserve more than that. I love mortars.
cafo, everything is deserving of more than a one-liner. take the opportunity to teach, not ridicule lol.
Oh I feel like ****,
But at least I feel something.
Yesterday was a nauseous adventure.
Haven't had a night like that in a while...
Gentle Dream
The finest day of spring
Petals dance on sudden gales
Counting everyone
Before the sinking sun
Fly, fly little wings
Like love that never fails
Shadows begin to wake
To a chorus that is the night
Crickets fiddle, slow
Warblers whistle, low
Shine, shine velvet moon
Till last you fade from sight
Hear the sea in song
Where the swallows play and die
Starlight in the haze
Flicker fireflies, ablaze
Stay, stay gentle dream
Beneath the candles in the sky
Nice poem Luther.
Was a big flash in the sky just now.
Touch, I remember touch
Pictures came with touch
A painter in my mind
Tell me what you see
A tourist in a dream
A visitor it seems
A half-forgotten song
Where do I belong?
Tell me what you see
I need something more
Kiss
Suddenly alive
Happiness arrive
Hunger like a storm
How do I begin?
A room within a room
A door behind a door
Touch, where do you lead?
I need something more
Tell me what you see
I need something more
(Home..)
Hold on
If love is the answer you're home.
Touch
Sweet touch
You've given me too much to feel
Sweet touch
You've almost convinced me I'm real
I need something more
I need something.. more
Quit smoking cigarettes. I feel like each of my cells all throughout my body and my brain are being cruelly and relentlessly assailed by nanotechnological torture devices. There is no feeling to compare. Not a migraine, not a hangover, not a broken-heart. What I feel now can be no less worse than the very fires of hell. I am in room 101.
Serves me right for picking up the pointless pernicious habit in the first place.
Just watching World leaders of the G8 trying to walk confidently but not seeming too pushy, purposefull though relaxed, looking into the far distance like men of vision, and NO MINCING!!
Obama gets it right, Cameron looks like he's been practising, Putin couldn't care less.
Putin doesn't care less; why should he? That man has more political nous than Cameron, Obama and all the others put together.Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
Details please.....If you've recovered!Quote:
Originally Posted by *Classic*Charm*
Post-break-up partying. Showed up for Father's Day breakfast still hammered. Good thing Dad thought it was hilarious.Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
Current thought: Nothing like a tomcat with a blocked urethra to make your day feel long...
I hate the sun! The weather has been very 'good' today, to hot to stay inside so I have been doing some work on my garden furniture and I feel dirty. Sun makes me feel dirty, being outside, dirty. Did manage to read a few chapters though under my sun-umbrella thingy on very good looking chairs.
Pub quiz tonite! yes! (it's the little things that I LIKE!)
I usually do too but I'd take some sun right about now. The perpetual drizzle in Vancouver has a way of making you feel like you're always covered in a thin layer of slime.Quote:
Originally Posted by Helga
My grand-mother gave me a photograph of my grand-father taken in the year 1929. A professional photographer happened to be driving past the family's rural Saskatchewan property when he saw my grand-father, aged 5 or 6 at the time, cradling his dog before a scene of white wintry wonder. He has a markedly madonna-like aspect to his face in the photo, his hands gently round the dog as though it were the baby Jesus. Sounds strange but not when seen. Apparently the photo was in Maclean's Magazine, but I've not seen the issue. I'll try to scan it and post it. It is very cool.
Do you know why I am the smartest person in the world? I'll tell you why I am the smartest person in the world.
I got hot sauce on my tool.
My cat just got skunked. Worst.
Driveway looks empty with the truck gone (sigh).
Time to feed the outdoor critters.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Zimmerman...why...
Why would they pour salt into a Blood Eagle? Can that kind of pain really be exacerbated?
I'm thinking about this but wish I didn't have to:
A Country Founded by Geniuses but Run by Idiots
(Attributed to Jeff Foxworthy...but snopes says "False")
If you can get arrested for hunting or fishing without a license, but not for entering and remaining in the country illegally — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you have to get your parents’ permission to go on a field trip or to take an aspirin in school, but not to get an abortion — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you MUST show your identification to board an airplane, cash a check, buy liquor, or check out a library book and rent a video, but not to vote for who runs the government — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If the government wants to prevent stable, law-abiding citizens from owning gun magazines that hold more than ten rounds, but gives twenty F-16 fighter jets to the crazy new leaders in Egypt — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If, in the nation’s largest city, you can buy two 16-ounce sodas, but not one 24-ounce soda, because 24-ounces of a sugary drink might make you fat — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If an 80-year-old woman or a three-year-old girl who is confined to a wheelchair can be strip-searched by the TSA at the airport, but a woman in a burka or a hijab is only subject to having her neck and head searched — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If your government believes that the best way to eradicate trillions of dollars of debt is to spend trillions more — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If a seven-year-old boy can be thrown out of school for saying his teacher is “cute,” but hosting a sexual exploration or diversity class in grade school is perfectly acceptable — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If hard work and success are met with higher taxes and more government regulation and intrusion, while not working is rewarded with Food Stamps, WIC checks, Medicaid benefits, subsidized housing, and free cell phones — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If the government’s plan for getting people back to work is to provide incentives for not working, by granting 99 weeks of unemployment checks, without any requirement to prove that gainful employment was diligently sought, but couldn’t be found — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you pay your mortgage faithfully, denying yourself the newest big-screen TV, while your neighbor buys iPhones, time shares, a wall-sized do-it-all plasma screen TV and new cars, and the government forgives his debt when he defaults on his mortgage — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
I am thinking that today is going to turn out dreadful or amazing.
I'm thinking about praying to all the gods out there, just in case there is one, for my dog to get better and for me to get my first night of decent sleep in a week. I have been sooo tired!
I am thinking that today was good. After reading what Helga was thinking I am also hoping that her dog gets better :(
modern science does the trick
I'm thinking of taking it really easy now...deservedly!
I'm hungry.
I never realized how much I love roller-coasters.
So long as each day I can listen to U2, meditate, go for a walk and read a little of a great book I count myself a contented man. Torture me the other 21 hours of the day, confine to me a cage, whatever, as long as those four basic objectives are met the rest doesn't matter.
I'm thinking I really need a haircut, I'll try to get one tomorrow and after that go pick up my paycheck at my last workplace.
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I just realized my actual first and middle names can be together translated literally as "Prince of Darkness." My last girlfriend mused that I might have been either an angel or the devil himself in disguise, but at our last communication had settled on the latter. LOL.
I guess I got a good sobriquet should I ever become a fighter, a porn-star or a super-villain.
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Originally Posted by Pensive
I’ve just read the poem. It seems quite a serious matter to me, Pensy! Does your family know about it?
Don't worry, you can share it with me anytime! :smilewinkgrin: