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FORREST GUMP goes to HEAVEN

The day finally arrived when Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven.
He met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.

However, the gates are closed, and Forrest approaches the gatekeeper.

St. Peter said, "Well, Forrest, it is certainly good to see you. We have heard
a lot about you. I must tell you, though, that the place is filling up fast, and
we have been administering an entrance examination for everyone. The test
is short, but you have to pass it before you can get into Heaven."

Forrest responds, "It sure is good to be here, St. Peter, sir. But nobody ever
told me about any entrance exam. I sure hope that the test ain't too hard.
Life was a big enough test as it was."

St. Peter continued, "Yes, I know, Forrest, but the test is only three questions.
First: What two days of the week begin with the letter T?
Second: How many seconds are there in a year?
Third: What is God's first name?"

Forrest leaves to think the questions over. He returns the next day and sees
St. Peter, who waves him up, and says, "Now that you have had a chance to
think the questions over, tell me your answers."

Forrest replied, "Well, the first one -- which two days in the week begins with
the letter "T"? Shucks, that one is easy. That would be Today and Tomorrow."

The Saint's eyes opened wide and he exclaimed, "Forrest, that is not what I was
thinking, but you do have a point, and I guess I did not specify, so I will give you
credit for that answer.

How about the next one?" asked St. Peter. "How many seconds in a year?

Now that one is harder," replied Forrest, but I thunk and thunk about that,
and I guess the only answer can be twelve."

Astounded, St. Peter said, "Twelve? Twelve? Forrest, how in Heaven's name
could you come up with twelve seconds in a year?"

Forrest replied, "Shucks, there's got to be twelve: January 2nd, February 2nd,
March 2nd... "

"Hold it," interrupts St. Peter. "I see where you are going with this, and I see your
point, though that was not quite what I had in mind....but I will have to give you
credit for that one, too.

Let us go on with the third and final question. Can you tell me God's first name"?

"Sure," Forrest replied, "it's Andy."

"Andy?" exclaimed an exasperated and frustrated St Peter.

"Ok, I can understand how you came up with your answers to my first two
questions, but just how in the world did you come up with the name Andy
as the first name of God?"

"Shucks, that was the easiest one of all," Forrest replied. "I learnt it from the song,
"ANDY WALKS WITH ME, ANDY TALKS WITH ME, ANDY TELLS ME I AM HIS OWN."

St. Peter opened the Pearly Gates, and said: "Run Forrest, run."

Give us a sense of humor, Lord.
Give us the ability to understand,
And put humor in our life,
And -- pass it on to other folk.

~Author Unknown~

I was thinking as I was just walking
Through the bottom woods one day
Autumn sun rays were still angling
Through the enormous crimson canopy
So many bright Red and Scarlet
Mixing with many Orange and Yellow
Leaves dazzling falling all around me
Above me a passing flock of Canada geese
Noisily cackling formation in their large V
I watched in awe with such wonder pass
Now what lays before me as I make my way
Knowing it won’t be long now maybe a few more
Cold fronts and those wet cold showers
And in no time just like I snap my fingers
Seasons change and it becomes winter again

We all believe that life changes from second to second
and whatever we do cannot be undone, my experience
transformed me to become like a ship in a bottle, the
poem I wrote in 2013. For years I suffered from Diabetes
that terrible night I was ill and taken to the local hospital,
on arrival I was taken to intensive care, I was told my leg
needed amputation, I was naive on this matter so I
reluctantly agreed, a week later the operation took place.
When I awoke and later sent to a recovery ward, I realised
over time my life would change with no actual future, I
reflected on the ship in the bottle, how it was confined
never to sail, I identified this was me now virtually living
in a glass dome with no future ahead of me, was the
operation worth the end result. I was living death, maybe
I should have risked and fought the infection with drugs.
Yes this whole scenario was a game changer. What if the
Surgeon had been mistaken and acted inappropriately,
It seemed too late now committed to being a cripple for
the rest of my natural life, how unfair was this, did I deserve
this future to be. They say life is what you make it. I say
it was a cruel twist of fate, a question only God could
answer, shortly before all this I rediscovered religion and
was looking forward to help people in need of religious
need, this was my redemption, then tragedy struck,
this sickness took control of my life and the ending of
My religious career. I made one fatal mistake I listened to
Doctors with their pills and potions, slowly changing my
life forever. I could not believe this was my future, my
life down the drain, where was God in my moment of
need there seemed no miracles for me and no way
of completing my destiny. My life seemed all over but
the shouting. This left me totally in doubt, now living in
an aged care home pondering where I went wrong.
If I had changed one second of my life this may have all
changed. So many events would change if one second
had been changed in time, Meaning that one second
could be a game changer.

John Ginesi (Author) (c)
3 November 2022

Life & love
I do remember my first love
At sweet sixteen to seventeen,
I didn’t doubt my young lover
Until I realised it was all over,
Betrayed I felt to the bone
Moved on I did on my own,
My second was great and lasted for years
It grew in strength with laughter and tears,
Only ending in pain for us both to feel
I do know for sure this love was real,
Moving on to the deepest love of all
I did not realise how hard I could fall,
You left me in turmoil and despair
A broken man in need of repair,
We met again after many years
And enjoyed the closeness we once shared
The love was still there I felt it for sure
As if time had stood still if only it could,
You left the next day as you said you should.
I think of you often,I do wish you well
Too many years I’ve stayed in my shell,
Try to move on I tell myself,
Don’t be left upon the shelf,
Find someone new to take away the pain
I have taken relief now and again,
Once was almost real until the bubble did burst
Embarrassing episodes slowly got worse.
I can’t believe it’s 20 years
since I heard those 3 words everyone hears
Don’t take them for granted and use them well
For in your heart you can always tell,
Who makes it skip a beat?
And company is always a treat,
Who appreciates you for who you are?
And truly believes you are a star.
Believe in love! I still do,
I remember it well and it was true.

Rooted in this valley
We watched the sun fold her
petals
one by one into the navel of
the sky
Betraying us into an ambush of
shadows
Frightened we tremble as the
wind weeps through the trees
like a blind man's wife looked
outside on a rainy night
Time wound our heels
Time heals our wound
If we shall ever meet again,may
it not be on a moonless
night,that we not peer like
strangers into each other's face
May we meet instead under the
old crescent and transparent
smiles of the moon
That we may bend slightly
amidst silent smiles and
knowing nods in recognition of
the wrinkles of suffering and
dimples of smiles on each
other's face..

I'm alone and I guess that's okay,
She said she didn't want me anymore,
So, I moved away,
My biggest mistake,--
Playing the loners game

A possible dream becomes a nightmare,
And as that nightmare becomes a fact,
And as the clouds clear from last nights storm in your mind,
You place down the bottle- to watch another sunrise,
Just to damn yourself; no way to justify, you can't go back

You go to bed, lay there,
You can't sleep,
You haven't ate nothing for days, you don't care,
Yet, you know this isn't me,--
Endlessly wondering what to do now?
Which way to present yourself how?
How to wear a smile behind this frown?--

I'm on my own now and I guess that's okay,
She said she doesn't love me anymore,
So, I'm moving farther and farther away,
Yet, knowing I'm not the only fool to blame--
Playing the Loners Game


DiggableHippy 10/8/19

More and more
I want to keep silence
In response to the said nonsense,
Less and less
I want to scream,
When someone's speech
Is a sheer rudeness.
More and more
The beauty that the nature breathes
Is clearly visible
But less and less
The music is heard
Since no one hears it ...

The sky was dark with sprinkles of stars
An extra bright star shone from afar
In the silence was a loud baby’s cry
While in the Heavens there was a wonderful sigh

God had come down as a small child
Holy – so tender and mild
Wondrous Angels singing on high
As they hovered in the night sky

Shepherds witnessing the wondrous birth
3 Kings bringing gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh
Our long awaited Savior had been born
On that first beautiful Christmas morn

Written by: Kathy © December 14, 2022

Vivo in un posto dove le onde arrivano sotto la casa.
Un giorno sono giocose e piene di simpatia,
L’altro giorno sono minacciose e ti sputano in faccia tutta la loro rabbia,
Facendo rumore di un treno impazzito.
Ma ogni volta cercano di dirmi qualche cosa,
Fermarmi nelle mie follie, consolarmi, dare un consiglio o ascoltarmi.
E riescono a farlo come per ora non è riuscito fare nessuno.
Anche perché non c’era nessuno.
Nessuno che mi vedeva … Non pretendo dire capiva … Tanto non c’era lo stesso.
Loro invece c’erano da sempre.
Perché c’erano prima di noi tutti quanti.
E questa immensità di acqua qualche senso dovrebbe avere.
Sicuramente lo ha.

Il mare è entrato nella mia vita come non ha mai fatto nessuno.
E pian piano abbiamo imparato a capirci.
Non so se io piacessi a lui.
Neanche non provo a chiedere a me stessa se il mare mi piacesse.
Preferivo sempre le montagne, la terra, i boschi …
Ma da tanto tempo ho davanti soltanto il mare,
che mi manda le sue onde sotto la casa,
Le quale mi sembrano di essere le mie vere amiche, parenti, antenate.
Prima avevo paura del mare, non lo capivo, non lo conoscevo.
Adesso la mia paura è di separarmi da lui.
Ho paura di quello che ci dividerà per sempre.

I never knew how lucky I have been
The beauty of this world I have seen
I’ve taken it for granted for so long
Now is the time to be strong
Time is revealing itself to me
My body is getting older I can see
And with it comes the aches and pain
Soldiering on in nature’s rain
So why do I feel so undone
Everyday used to be fun
Now I am not so sure
Tentative to walk out the door
It’s only my sight that’s giving way
A doctors trip to have his say
Will soon reveal what lays ahead
And maybe soothe my thoughts instead
This is not the first time I’ve been compromised
A lifetimes of injuries lay with my sighs
But I have always managed to overcome
Rise above not be out done
Somehow this feels so much more
My vision oh how I adore ........