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Post by monami on Feb 3, 2015 22:49:36 GMT -5
Is love a light for me? A steady light, A lamp within whose pallid pool I dream Over old love-books? Or is it a gleam, A lantern coming towards me from afar Down a dark mountain? Is my love a star? Ah me!---so high above so coldly bright!
The fire dances. Is my love a fire Leaping down the twilight muddy and bold? Nay, I'd be frightened of him. I'm too cold For quick and eager loving. There's a gold Sheen on these flower petals as they fold More truly mine, more like to my desire.
The flower petals fold. They are by the sun Forgotten. In a shadowy wood they grow Where the dark trees keep up a to-and-fro Shadowy waving. Who will watch them shine When I have dreamed my dream? Ah, darling mine, Find them, gather them for me one by one.
.....Secret Flowers by Katherine Mansfield (1888-1923)
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Post by monami on Feb 3, 2015 22:57:42 GMT -5
Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat... We must find each other..... Mother Teresa
Live and let live - the two go together, and in proportion. The more fully and richly a man lives, the less he concerns himself with the lives of people around him; he lets them be. It is the people with small dull lives who mess around with those of others. Fully alive people haven't the time for this, let alone the inclination..... Richard Needham
A delicate balancing act, where in living our own lives we do not forget those around us. But with a balance of non-interference, to ensure those who need keep their own sense of self and dignity.
*WM*
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Post by monami on Feb 3, 2015 23:00:02 GMT -5
© 2009 by LadySkyeFyre
February 3
So, how come everybody picks on you? How come you can't seem to do anything right? You never say the right thing. You're clumsy and inept and just a total failure. How come? Ahem, we would hazard a comment that perhaps you decided to act this way. It's called free will. You can decide to sit in your garden eating worms, or, you can decide to work on your own self esteem. Decide to work on your own confidence. Decide to love yourself. Nobody can make you happy. Nobody. You are the only one who can make yourself happy.
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Post by monami on Feb 3, 2015 23:01:48 GMT -5
After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains. Walt Whitman
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Post by monami on Feb 3, 2015 23:05:16 GMT -5
There's a man sitting at a bar just looking at his drink. He stays like that for half an hour. Then, a big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down.
The poor man starts crying. The truck driver says, "Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand seeing a man crying."
"No, it's not that. This day is the worst of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I'm late to my office. My boss, in an outrage, fires me. When I leave the building to my car, I found out it was stolen. The police say they can do nothing. I get a cab to return home and when I leave it, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards there. The cab driver just drives away. I go home and when I get there, I find my wife sleeping with the gardener. I leave home and come to this bar. And when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison."
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Post by monami on Feb 3, 2015 23:09:58 GMT -5
A cop pulls over a carload of nuns.
Cop: "Sister, this is a 65 MPH highway -- why are you going so slow?"
Sister: "Sir, I saw a lot of signs that said 22, not 65."
Cop: "Oh sister, that's not the speed limit, that's the name of the highway you're on!
Sister: Oh! Silly me! Thanks for letting me know. I'll be more careful.
At this point the cop looks in the backseat where the other nuns are shaking and trembling.
Cop: Excuse me, Sister, what's wrong with your friends back there? They're shaking something terrible.
Sister: Oh, we just got off of highway 119.
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 0:20:30 GMT -5
The new priest is nervous about hearing confessions for the first time, so he asks an older priest to sit in on his sessions.
The new priest hears a couple confessions, then the old priest asks him to step out of the confessional for a few suggestions.
The old priest suggests, “Cross you arms over your chest, and rub your chin with one hand.”
The new priest tries this.
The old priest suggests, “Try saying things like, ‘I see,’ ‘yes, go on,’ and ‘I understand.’ ‘How did you feel about that?’”
The new priest says those things.
The old priest says, “Now, don’t you think that’s a little better than slapping your knee and saying, ‘No shit?!? What happened next?’”
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 22:49:44 GMT -5
But there are advantages to being elected President. The day after I was elected, I had my high school grades classified Top Secret. Ronald Reagan
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 22:51:03 GMT -5
© 2009 by LadySkyeFyre
February 4 If my family understood me and supported me, then I would be perfectly content. Well, we would say the grass has always been greener on the other side. The family you were born into, you chose for a reason. They are the vehicle you will use to address your larger life lessons. And the people you now associate with did not wander accidentally into your life. With an apple in hand, why are you ogling a Hersheys Kiss?
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 22:54:59 GMT -5
I was taught when I was young that if people would only love one another, all would be well with the world. This seemed simple and very nice; but when I tried to put it into practice, not only that other people were seldom lovable, but I was not very lovable myself..... G.B.Shaw
Our judgments usually get in the way of finding others lovable. Are you working to drop YOUR judgments?
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 22:55:16 GMT -5
I met a lady in the meads, ...Full beautiful--a faery's child; Her hair was long, her foot was light ...And her eyes were wild. I made a garland for her head, ...And bracelets too, and fragrant zone; She looked at me as she did love, ...And made sweet moan.
I set her on my pacing steed, ...And nothing else saw all day long, For sidelong would she bend, and sing ...A faery's song.
She found me roots of relish sweet, ...And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said-- ..."I love thee true!"
.....from La Belle Dame sans Merci by John Keats (1795-1821)
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 22:57:59 GMT -5
Two old friends met one day after many years. One attended college, and now was very successful. The other had not attended college and never had much ambition.
The successful one said, “How has everything been going with you?”
“Well, one day I opened the Bible at random, and dropped my finger on a word and it was oil. So, I invested in oil, and boy, did the oil wells gush. Then another day I dropped my finger on another word and it was gold. So, I invested in gold and those mines really produced. Now, I’m as rich as Bill Gates.”
The successful friend was so impressed that he rushed to his hotel, grabbed a Gideon Bible, flipped it open, and dropped his finger on a page. He opened his eyes and his finger rested on the words, “Chapter Eleven.”
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 23:00:51 GMT -5
A man named Jean Paul moved to Texas and bought a donkey from an old farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day the farmer drove up and said, “Sorry, but I got some bad news. The donkey died.”
“Well then, just give me my money back.”
“Can’t do that. I went and spent it already.”
“OK then, just unload the donkey.”
“What ya gonna do with em.”
“I’m gonna raffle him off.”
“Ya can’t raffle off a dead donkey!”
“Sure I can. Watch me. I just won’t tell anyone he’s dead.”
A month later the farmer met up with the man and asked, “What happened with the dead donkey?”
“I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at $2.00 apiece and made a profit of $898.00.”
“Didn’t anyone complain?”
“Just the guy who won. So I gave him his $2.00 back.”
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 23:22:26 GMT -5
A man and his ever-nagging wife went on vacation to Jerusalem. While they were there, the wife passed away. The undertaker told the husband, "You can have her shipped home for $5,000, or you can bury her here, in the Holy Land, for $150." The man thought about it and told him he would just have her shipped home. The undertaker asked, "Why would you spend $5,000 to ship your wife home, when it would be wonderful to be buried here and you would spend only $150?"
The man replied, "Long ago a man called Jesus Christ died here, was buried here, and three days later he rose from the dead. I just can't take that chance....
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Post by monami on Feb 4, 2015 23:36:32 GMT -5
For those of you who watch what you eat, here's the final word on nutrition and health.
It's a relief to know the truth after all those conflicting nutritional studies.
1. The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
3. The Chinese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
4. The Italians drink a lot of red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans..
5. The Germans drink a lot of beer and eat lots of sausages and fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
CONCLUSION:
Eat and drink what you like. Speaking English is apparently what kills you.
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