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Song from Red Dead 2 game...May I stand unshaken amidst the crash of worlds.
Best words ever. Anyone who is approaching or into old age has seen many worlds crash around them. Children have a view of how life is, should be and will be for them. And then they get B slapped. How seldom does life turn out the way expected.
I see life as a river you float down. Sometimes you rest on a lush island. Sometimes the flood carries you and maybe even over a falls. With luck you survive and float on again. Very few people get to live their life on a lush island and some end up dying going over a falls.
My dad was born in another era. All the changes he went through in life is mind boggling. He lived through the Spanish flu and never even talked about it!? Went from gas lights to electricity, horse era to autos. Radios to TVs.
When I think life is tough, I remember what he and mom lived through and say I have no comparison.
I feel sorry for the spoiled young of today. Sheltered from adversity, spoiled and told the world is awaiting them, they run head on into the real world and bury themselves in drugs or suicide. They grow up with no coping skills. Death is hidden except on video games where they can always reset. The first time they are told no, they flip out.
My parents had the means to spoil me. I know mom was an easier mark. But, they knew the rest of the world didn't care. And it was their job to say no more than yes. Make me think..do I really want that. Teach me that money takes work and spend and save wisely.
So many lessons we old folks were taught are gone. So many skills we learned are fading into obscurity.
I am surprised by the kindness shown in this time of plague. But, see already the greed factor kicking in, lead by corporations ticked off cause profits are falling. I hate the phrase..oh I love it. No, I don't love foods or cars or clothes. I only love special people. I may really like materials goods, but, reserve love for humans and animals and the earth.
We face a crash of worlds. What will next year prove we are?

Is such a dream. My landlord worked hard on it so I could move in January. I actually got to move in mid December. Every time I walk into it, it still smells of fresh paint.

This is my first time renting a house. I hope to buy it in the future. My coworkers always ask if I get lonely. Of course, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. At least right now.

I would like to share it with someone but it seems all men want nowadays is sex. The ones that don’t are just friends and don’t want to be with me.

Life just plain sucks sometimes but I’m so grateful for this house. I’ll be lonely if it means I can have this house. The loneliness seems so small in comparison.

There were two brothers, the Smart Man and the Fool, and it was their habit to go out shooting to keep their parents supplied with food. Thus, one day, they went together into the mangrove swamp, just as the tide was going down, to watch for the fish as they nibbled at the roots of the trees. Fool saw a fish, fired at it, and killed it. Smart Man fired also, but at nothing, and then ran up to Fool and said, "Fool, have you killed anything?" "Yes, Smart Man, I am a fool, but I killed a fish." "Indeed, you are a fool," answered Smart Man, "for when I fired I hit the fish that went your way, so that the fish you think you killed is mine. Here, give it to me." The fool gave Smart Man the fish. Then they went to their town, and Smart Man, addressing his father, said, "Father, here is a fish that your son shot, but Fool got nothing." The mother prepared and cooked the fish, and the father and Smart Man ate it, giving none to Fool. Then they went again; and Fool fired, and with his first shot killed a big fish. "Did you hear me fire?" said Smart Man. "No," answered Fool. "No?" returned Smart Man. "See, then, the fish I killed." "All right," said Fool, "take the fish." When they reached home they gave the fish to their mother and, after she had cooked it, Smart Man and his father ate it, but gave none to Fool. As they were enjoying the fish, a bone stuck in the father's throat. Then Smart Man called to Fool and bade him go for a doctor. "No," said Fool, "I cannot. I felt that something would happen." And he sang: "Every day you eat my fish, You call me Fool, And would let me starve." "How can you sing," said Smart Man, "when you see that our father is suffering?" But Fool went on singing: "You eat and eat unto repletion; A bone sticks in your throat; And now your life is near completion, The bone is still within your throat. "So you, smart brother, killed the fish, And gave the fool to eat? Nay! But now he's dead perhaps you wish You'd given the fool to eat." While Fool was still singing, the father died. Then the neighbours came and joined the family circle, and asked Fool how it was that he could go on singing now that his father was dead. And Fool answered them, saying, "Our father made us both, one a smart man, the other a fool. The Fool killed the food, and they ate it, giving none to the Fool. They must not blame him, therefore, if he sings while they suffer. He suffered hunger while they had plenty." And when the people had considered the matter, they gave judgment in favour of the Fool, and departed. The father died, and so had been justly punished for not having given food to the Fool. He who eats fish with much oil must suffer from indigestion. And now I have finished my story Smart Man and the Fool, The
Collection Title: African Folktales

Maybe it's happened to you... receiving a gift that is similar to one you already own or a gift that really didn't fit your lifestyle? Touchy subject, as always there's a chance it will hurt someone's feelings to find you no longer have the gift they thought would be right for you.

There are websites that discuss regifting. Some say it's a no-no while others give a list of regifting rules to follow to reduce the chance of embarrassment.

Last Christmas... actually BEFORE Christmas, I warned family not to buy me presents. I've been planning a move and need to drastically reduce my inventory of clothes and technological gadgets. That said, my daughter gave me Alexa, the Echo Dot from Amazon.
Groan... okay, it's setup in the living room.

I've got bamboo steamers, food dehydrators and lots of shirts. Good thing they stopped giving me cologne as I haven't worn any in a generation.

What's the consensus on regifting here?

May he rest in peace
or at least, left to.

:do

Where we found as much justification if not more for compassion, as we do for war.


Where we valued ...... more than we do ........

Please fill in the blanks yourself.
I imagine you have your own small thoughts on the first simple step to saving yourself and the world

Much of what we have learned of ancient Rome came from their coins. Their coins documented a lot about ancient Rome's existence.

If the U.S. takes a crap, it is a good thing they documented a lot on our coins too. Good job.

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Psalm 9*/ trouble
...2nd law / muse.
The paradox / 7 spires...) Ball point radio ©©®.
...15.*) The nations have sunk down in the pit they made; in the NET which they hid..[ darpanet. Inter-net. $kynet..] ..their own foot is caught.
...Psalm 2 / blur
...once upon a Time in the West / white buffalo.
Critical mass pt.3 / Threshold.
....16.)..Yahuah is known by the Judgment He executes. The wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Meditation. Selah.

a. Police Truck / dead Kennedys
..b...see NO evil. / Television.
c...CORONA / minutemen..} Id est, their Crowning achievement.
....S¥N.} ..thru the Looking Glass / symphony X.
A R ] way out of here / porcupine Tree.
..the Great Escape / 7th Wonder.

I am who I am. I have to do this with this body and this spirit. This is all I have. I can not trade anymore. This is apparently exactly as I should be; without me, as I am at the moment, the creation was not complete. I keep blaming myself for things I can not (yet) do. I do not have to be perfect. I do not have to be able to do what I can not do. Perfection is stagnation and stagnation is dead. I live so I make mistakes. I can also make mistakes. I learn from mistakes. In fact, I am perfectly correct because I make the mistakes I make! This is how I keep the evolution going.
I get exactly what I need. Everything helps me to fulfill my mission on earth - including the setbacks and the disease, the enemies and quarrels, the lost loves and the broken hearts. If I do not see that now, I will be able to see it later. I realize at every difficult moment that everything could have been much worse. I only need to be completely honest with myself. Sometimes I have to deal selectively with the truth. Total honesty towards other people is not always loving, on the contrary. And sometimes I have to protect myself, that is the way it is in this world. If I do not lie to myself; if I know what I do and why.I can never please the whole world. What one finds good, the other finds useless. There will always be someone who criticizes me; there will always be someone who admires me. I just have to do what I feel I have to do. I keep my attention in the now. Old cows hear in the ditch. Everything happened because it had to happen, there is no point in worrying about it. Faint fantasies about the future also waste energy. NOW is by far the most fascinating, interesting moment of my life, because only NOW really happens, in flesh and blood, what happens! Use my memory and dig up useful memories, but I will not whine.