Nietzsche's last words on his deathbed were,"Nazarean you have come for me!" This from a guy that spent his whole life disavowing the existence of God. Credability right out the window!
Bloody hell it's Monday! And as if that isn't bad enough...tomorrow's Tuesday...another day I'm not especially fond of! No laughing matter at all mate. Because guess what we're all in for after that?............Bloody Wednesday!!!!!
If you have no objections to being eaten by a grizzley bear,or mauled by a mountain lion,or butted by a bighorn sheep,or having your eyes picked out by an eagle....then head off to the Rockie Mountains of British Columbia.
Cyn I have some explanations for the content of the blog:
(1)Too much strong Australian beer. (2)Too much time reading the bible and not enough time socializing in the real world. (3) Got kicked in the head by a kangaroo.
Odd thing is,I've always felt that they wern't good enough for me and out the door they went. Does this indicate that I have an ego problem,or do I just place high value on myself(good self esteem)?
Not all of us are preoccupied with finding a mate. I'm certainly not,and even attempt to discourage women. Relationships require a lot of time and energy,and the payout often isn't worth the effort. I'm not wanting a woman underfoot,whining and complaining that I don't spend enough time with her,or that she feels ignored. If I need affection I'll go to my cat. She will give me that at least 25% of the time when I require it. If she is in the right mood,she'll jump on my lap and purr. There....all my emotional needs are then met.
Topway,right you are dear. My life is indeed difficult as it really isn't a life at all. It's work and spending a few minutes on here between my work. My life is empty but at least free from pain. In fact I feel nothing anymore. But I can still laugh at the antics of my dogs and my very spoiled cat. They at least will never betray me,and I guess I am safe loving them?
Good on you,but you're taking a terrible chance loving someone that much. If she were to ever find another your soul would be torn from your inner being. I have found that to love anyone too much is dangerous. For if you lose her,you lose a part of yourself. But now I deny everything that can illecit emotion and sentiment....I am dehumanized but safe within my tomb. I am presently in a position where an ex girlfriend wants to be with me again,and I find myself pushing her away as a defense mechanism. It's now become automatic.
Melatonin will get you to sleep,but not keep you there. What you need is Valarian. It's a root used by the ancient Germanic tribes then adopted by the Romans. The ancient druids also prescribed it to their Celtic patients. It will knock you out but takes 2 days to get into your system. Take 3 caplets 30 minutes before you hit the sack. Believe me,you'll sleep and not feel drowsy when you wake up.
Too bad you're not spending more time in France. You could rent a car and head off to Alsace-Lorraine. Nancy,Nice and Strasbourg are all worth visiting if you're into Roman ruins,medival castles and fountains. Then from there it's a sort trek to Germany and Luxembourg.(Parc Merveisse)
I spent a week in Paris,I recommend the Champs D'Eylise,the palace of Versailles(Louvre museum)and the artists quarter.(Montmarte) Also be sure to use the Metro.
All philosophy aside,I can assure you that there is no hidden artist buried deep within me. I can't even draw a decent stickman,I play no musical instrument. When I sing in the shower,all the stray cats in the neighborhood run for the hills! I try to dance but end up stepping on everyone's toes, and I can't cook my way out of a wet paper bag.(not an artist chef) I tried poetry once but was laughed out of the local "Poet's Corner" at the club here in town. So where do you see the artist in me?
Her story is the good versus evil story that mankind has been fighting since we first learnt to walk upright. What has touched everyone in this particular case is that the heroine here is still a child. A 14 year old had the courage to speak up when most older than her lacked the courage to do so. There is I believe a collective guilt and shame here. Perhaps Malala's sacrfice will be the spark of freedom that Pakistan needed to rid itself of the medival tyranny,that is the Taliban. May God give us more Malalas.
My name is Gordon(Scottish name from my mothers side)and I love to ski. So Gordon-ski.........Gordonski. And you are VERY clever as you did not take my bait,or bite down on my hook. I am impressed with you.....for real.
RE: Marriage
Nietzsche's last words on his deathbed were,"Nazarean you have come for me!"This from a guy that spent his whole life disavowing the existence of God.
Credability right out the window!