I know it is kind of a sad thread, but just wanting to know what strikes emotion. And, remember, crying can be an expression of great satisfaction, too, as when you see a loved one after a long separation. Last time I cried? Actually, this morning, when I heard Tony Dow had passed on. So much a part of my life growing up...a friend here in Coos Bay lives in California part time, and was neighbors with Tony. A little verse for Tony:
Speed, bonny boat, like a bird on the wing, O'er the sea to Skye
Journalist Connie Chung and talk show host Maury Povich have been married for over 36 years. Much of this time, they have lived a continent apart--New York and L.A. Their relationship seems to have lasted, and they both remark they are extremely happy.
I guess I've crossed a line or two, as everyone on God's green earth has...I don't usually like to reveal some underground trade "secrets", but I'll do this one: There are many gay guys who are attracted to straight men. 'Married 'actually adds to the excitement. There are many (straight) married men who want an occasional tryst with a gay guy. Halleluia! an industry within an industry is born...If you were to go to New York City, Los Angeles, London, for instance, and get pal-sie in a gay men's bar, you'd find someone who could get you hooked up, either way...
Perhaps there is something to the adage that prohibition makes something even more desirable... AND, consider this: now that marijuana is legal in many states, Oregon included, quite a few people have remarked that it "just isn't as much fun"...so, breaking the rules made it more fun??
So, I was "talking" with a member, just a couple of times, (in the e-mail provided by CS) and noticed today that all the communication was completely gone. This was just in the last 3 days, btw. Now, I "get" that he might have discontinued his membership, hidden his profile, etc...but shouldn't the monologue still be intact? That has been the case before, except of course you can't write to them anymore. Anyone know what's going on?
Here's something interesting: I went to High School in the early to mid 1970's. It was a very small town (think "Mayberry") mind you. Three couples married before graduation. At least two were because of a baby on the way. All three couples are still together, and apparently very happy. It is said that quick marriages during WWII tended to last, as well.
Although I'm very traditional Church Of England, I've always believed there is a strong possibility of there being something to reincarnation. It sort of 'makes sense', in that it (seems to me) is a journey to becoming better each time. For instance, in one of my Hindu friend's evaluation, say there is a fellow who started out being really kind and well-meaning, but he slipped into a life of terrible crime. He dies, and then returns to be reared this time in a more positive, but poorer family dynamic, and "learns" to be a good citizen because of it. Not trying to be succinct or simplistic, but the idea and ideal of reincarnation would not really be a bad thing.
"Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then He is not omnipotent. Is He able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is He both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil? Is He neither able nor willing? Then why call Him God?" Epicurus----
We are asked to have faith that over-reaches the practical essence of this observation. In short, Faith is believing in what seems to be the unbelievable. It's complicated. And, simplistic. I suppose the whole idea is to believe anyway, in spite of the doubt. I get the argument about not protecting little ones from harm. It's a tough one. But remember, God did not make robots. People are going to do the wrong thing, and WAY...It's a tough row to hoe....But be faithful, anyway. JMO
My life is all about saving, re-using, common sense. I don't have a guest room, so I invested in a hide-a-bed. It serves two very good purposes. I just repaired a cheese/carrot grater that had 'fallen apart'. It's a stand-up one, and the plastic handle just broke and separated. I used non-toxic jewelry bond (like superglue) and it will be fine for awhile longer. If tin foil is not dirty, etc., I try to save it to make stove top burner drip pans, or line a toaster oven pan with it to cut down on cleaning. Live alone and seem to go through too many dishes? Try this: Get a sink-section plastic/rubbermaid dishpan. Set it in the sink. Put one of everything you'll need for the day in it--spoon, knife, fork, bowl, cup, glass, plate. Only use THOSE items. At the end of the day, you'll just have a very small amount of dishes to wash. Easy. Live smaller, live simpler. Use your bicycle or walk, save on gas and car wear and tear. Get washable denim or cloth shopping bags. Cut down on clutter. Line garbage and waste cans with newspaper, use less plastic bags. Avoid new-fangled kitchen clutter. I looked at this vegetable/cheese mandolin thing today--It took a long time to assemble and used up a lot of space. I could cut the food by hand in one-tenth the time. Bogus.....Put a wooden spoon over a pot of boiling water..pasta. It will NOT boil over. Use your microwave sparingly. (They don't "cook" food the same way as conventional, and sometimes , say some nutrition experts, it isn't 'safe'.) Besides, food tastes way better cooked the conventional way, and I like food best cooked over fire or coals, actually. Simplify, Simplify......
"There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine. And, dying, it rises above its own agony to out-carol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in His heaven smiles. For the best is only bought at the cost of great pain...Or so says the legend."
I genuinely hope I'm not bitter; I've always tried to avoid that. I do believe many people are frustrated, and that frustration comes out in other negative forms. The world is rapidly becoming difficult to live in--more and more shootings, police brutality, homelessness and vandalism, trespassing, theft, all disillusioning to even the gentlest, most positive-minded people. One works hard, overtime, etc...only to find their paycheck even more taxed....completely unfair. In fact, in The United States, the most glaring irony is the fact that we have become the very thing we fled when the country was chartered. Too many laws, ordinances, taxes, etc...we have become precisely what we protested. It is very, very frustrating.
When was the last time you cried?
I know it is kind of a sad thread, but just wanting to know what strikes emotion. And, remember, crying can be an expression of great satisfaction, too, as when you see a loved one after a long separation. Last time I cried?Actually, this morning, when I heard Tony Dow had passed on. So much a part of my life growing up...a friend here in Coos Bay lives in California part time, and was neighbors with Tony. A little verse for Tony:
Speed, bonny boat, like a bird on the wing,
O'er the sea to Skye