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Ever got into any situation where you are told to act your age.

I was once told by some friends that I should not be partying away, drinking, singing, dancing away because I am too old for that. . I am 46 years old. The partying itself has been done three times now since I have lived in Indonesia for the last 15 years. So it is really once in a blue thingy and here I am told to act my age... What a big joke!!!..

And my response to them was something very similar to the post below.



to all of us in our 40's and up!!!!..

The big Bin.
Thats right this is where you can throw all those rubbish blog ideas you know nobody wants to hear.

The infamous NASA [National Aeronautics and Space Administration] Blue Beam Project has four different steps in order to implement the new age religion with the Antichrist at its head. We must remember that the new age religion is the very foundation for the new world government, without which religion the dictatorship of the new world order is completely impossible. I'll repeat that: Without a universal belief in the new age religion, the success of the new world order will be impossible! That is why the Blue Beam Project is so important to them, but has been so well hidden until now.

Engineered Earthquakes & Hoaxed 'Discoveries'
The first step in the NASA Blue Beam Project concerns the breakdown of all archaeological knowledge. It deals with the set-up, with artificially created earthquakes at certain precise locations on the planet, of supposedly new discoveries which will finally explain to all people the "error" of all fundamental religious doctrines. The falsification of this information will be used to make all nations believe that their religious doctrines have been misunderstood for centuries and misinterpreted. Psychological preparations for that first step have already been implemented with the film, '2001: A Space Odyssey;' the StarTrek series, and 'Independence Day;' all of which deal with invasions from space and the coming together of all nations to repel the invaders. The last films, 'Jurrassic Park,' deals with the theories of evolution, and claim God's words are lies.



Hoaxed "Discoveries'
What is important to understand in the first step is that those earthquakes will hit at different parts of the world where scientific and archaeological teachings have indicated that arcane mysteries have been buried. By those types of earthquakes, it will be possible for scientists to rediscover those arcane mysteries which will be used to discredit all fundamental religious doctrines. This is the first preparation for the plan for humanity because what they want to do is destroy the beliefs of all Christians and Muslims on the planet. To do that, they need some false 'proof' from the far past that will prove to all nations that their religions have all been misinterpreted and misunderstood.



The Big Space Show in the Sky
The second step in the NASA Blue Beam Project involves a gigantic 'space show' with three-dimensional optical holograms and sounds, laser projection of multiple holographic images to different parts of the world, each receiving a different image according to predominating regional national religious faith. This new 'god's' voice will be speaking in all languages. In order to understand that, we must study various secret services' research done in the last 25 years. The Soviet's have perfected an advanced computer, even exported them, and fed them with the minute physio-psychological particulars based on their studies of the anatomy and electromechanical composition of the human body, and the studies of the electrical, chemical and biological properties of the human brain. These computers were fed, as well, with the languages of all human cultures and their meanings. The dialects of all cultures have been fed into the computers from satellite transmissions. The Soviets began to feed the computers with objective programs like the ones of the new messiah. It also seems that the Soviets - the new world order people - have resorted to suicidal methods with the human society by allocating electronic wavelengths for every person and every society and culture to induce suicidal thoughts if the person doesn't comply with the dictates of the new world order.

Every year at this time of Spring the wild Morel/Morchella Mushrooms start popping in the woods, in and around our state, but most specifically on my property

These Mushrooms are a delicacy and every year thousands of us hit the woods in search of these Yummy natural treasures



I'm going out in a few hours to start collecting the first wave of morels. They normally start popping up when the Dogwoods and Redbuds are in bloom and my network of mushroom hunting friends call me and tell me they are already finding them


which they are and it is my duty

my favorite way to cook them is to split the morels in half, then dip them in whisked egg, then in cracker crumbs, then deep fried until golden brown...they have a meaty texture and a kind of maple flavor...very Delish

Its plain and simple.

Everyone has a choice. To complain or not. To respect or not. To be nice or not. To terrorize or to be peaceful.

This site is free. While being civil is encouraged, it is not always the case. People including me becomes too personal at times especially on religion and politics.

All I'm saying is, be happy we have a site to enjoy and if we get lucky, we find those that sweep us off our feet. I did. Twice. I couldn't be more thankful.

So many times I heard people saying that they will never love again as it only brings pain but are they not doing themselves short for nothing? There is no guarantee the next affair will be the same.

Surely there must be some good memories sprouting from a sunken love affair. I mean why have the affair in the first place if it brought no happiness? If it brought no happiness then you have only yourself to blame for placing an expectation on something that was not to be. A lover is supposed to make you happy.

Love is too beautiful to be wasted but it needs not to be blind. You have to love with your eyes open. When you see the signs, don’t believe that it will go away for it will only grow worse. Break it off sooner than later and make it a clean break. Rather take a small hurt now than a much bigger hurt later.

Most aborted love affairs end in (or because of) some unpleasantness. That is life. When I think of the relationships I have been involved in, I only remember the good times. The bad times erase themselves with time. Don’t dwell on the shipwrecks of the past. Take the knock, put it behind you and get on with your life. There is no need to deprive yourself of all the joys of a future love. There is another love yet to come.

Don’t miss your dreamboat when it arrives. And if you discover that it is not the dreamboat that you thought it was, there is nothing to prevent you from jumping ship at the next harbor.

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved.


Have a wonderful day.!

Well, as they say, all good things come to an end. And this was a good one. I felt kind of sad when I took her home earlier. She’s leaving today and we said our good-byes. When I met her I thought it would be one or two dates and then good bye. I never dreamed that it would develop into such a pleasant encounter. I will remember her for a long time.

Finding a suitable gift for her did not prove such a challenge at all. I must thank Stargazer for giving me the idea. Friday afternoon, after cutting the sketch that she admired so much into a rectangular shape, I left it on the dining room table where she could not miss it. She did not give me the opportunity to offer it to her. She asked for it; the only thing she ever asked from me.

We had it framed Saturday morning and collected it on Monday. I must admit that it looks better with the frame, but I still think the frame is worth more than the sketch. Mind you, it has moved up in value since it ruined a perfectly good panel saw while trimming the edges. It lost some detail at the bottom and the sides in order to get the edges straight. There was some sort of a ditch with some water on the foreground; part of it still visible at the bottom. The size of it is 618mm X 411mm.
The sketch has a rather obscure history. I did it out of boredom, on an irregular shaped piece of scrap asbestos left by the builders, while waiting for the fire to get ready. It took no longer than 30 minutes or so. I used a piece of charcoal from a previous fire to draw it. When the fire was ready, my uncompleted ‘masterpiece’ landed back on the heap of building scrap where it was in the sun, wind and rain for a few months. You can notice the discoloration on the left and top. It still needed plenty of work but it was never intended to survive.

When they eventually came to remove the rubble, my brother-in-law preserved my ‘masterpiece’ for greater honors by putting it in the garage where it stood collecting dust for another two years before a woman from Gauteng noticed it when I brought her home the first time. The rest of it is already told.

I hope it brings her the same sweet memories as her gift brings me when I listen to my music. My gift to her compares poorly with the Bluetooth speakers she bought me but this is what she wanted.


Well, cheer up. If everything go according plan, tomorrow will be Friday.

It happened about seven houses from home. The man saw me coming and moved to his garden wall as I returned from my regular morning walk. I cursed at myself for not being on the other side of the road.

It was obvious that he intended to talk to me and I don’t want to talk to him. I avoid people I don’t like. If a woman has to wear sunglasses to hide a black eye at times one can still argue that she walked into the door jamb; they both drink excessively during weekends but I know that is not the reason for the occasional black eye. I greet him when I see him but that is where it ends whereas I normally stop for a little small talk with the other neighbors.

He asked me if I’m upset with him and I denied it. I’m not upset with him, I simply don’t like him. Then he asked why I never talk to him. I had already tried to get out of it by my tame reply on his previous question but he was not going to let up so I told him that I don’t like him. It is not an insult. I just don’t like him.

He wanted to know why I don’t like him. “Look,” I said, “I’m sure you will be able to think of one or two reasons that will cause people not to like you. Some people dislike me as well. So why not leave it at that. I don’t want to get into an argument with you about this.” I was about to resume my walk home.

But he insisted that I tell him so I told him that I don’t like the way he treats his wife. He turned red and told me I’m interfering with his privacy. I replied that as his wife had to run to the neighbors for help several times in the past, it is no longer a private or domestic affair. He said that we’re a bunch of busybodies and that we should stay out of his private life.

I told him to hell with his privacy and that if he asked a question, it is not my problem if he did not like the answer. I started walking again.

When I was about ten meters off he shouted, “You effing oxygen thief. You should stay out of my private affairs, effing rude old bastard.” I preferred to ignore him and walked on. For special effects he still added: “You effing stupid old arsehole!” He’s got a good thirty years on me but I fancied my chances with him. I had a good mind to turn around but sanity prevailed and I walked on.

Now, more than two weeks later, I find the episode amusing and I wish there was somebody around to record a video of it. I would have loved to look at it from another angle but one thing stuck with me. How can he tell me I was rude when he was the only rude one around? I was polite and soft-spoken the whole time. I only responded to questions that he insisted on being answered.


May you have a glorious Monday!

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