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"don't mistake changing headlines for changes" d.a. levy Headlines like seasons change from spring to summer from summer to autumn from autumn to winter from winter to … Headlines change with the political climate but never changing politicians or minds. True change begins in the root system, hidden from the world until the tree fruits or a flower blooms and reveals a new variety of thought.
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| "Invalid Entry" and get comfortable. No I don’t want a drink, I haven’t drink anything stronger then coffee in over thirty years. And yes, I mind very much if you smoke. In case you hadn’t noticed this is a non-smoking restaurant. In fact, every place in Las Vegas that serves food is non-smoking. I don’t mind if you drink wine, hard liquor or beer; just don’t expect me to pay for it or drive you home. There are several cab companies in Vegas that will take you anywhere you want for a fee. Just because I don’t drink doesn’t mean I’m a designated driver. In fact, there is a group called “Designated Drivers” that will take you and your car home. Yes, I do believe they charge, but why should you worry about the minor cost of someone driving you home when you’re drunk. You can afford the liquor so you can afford the cost of having someone take you home. Yes, I have changed a great deal since the last time you saw me. I have gotten older, wiser and changed religions. Would you like to hear about my new faith? Actually, it isn’t new to me because I’ve been a member for over thirty years, but it’s new to you and so I’ll refer to it as my new faith. No, you don’t. Then what would you like to discuss. Oh, you see someone else you know and want to impose yourself on her. Well, I’ll probably see you again, because you are drunk enough not to remember this conversation or seeing me in this restaurant or any place in Las Vegas. Oh, look he left his car keys lying on the table. Well he won’t need them tonight. So I’ll just turn them in to the next police officer I see. My response to the December 13, 2008 leading entry by Kay  |
| Everyday the thoughts, dreams and hopes of every human being on earth are "inscribed on the whiteness of the page recorded in blindness" . This is because the page each of us is recording the events of his or her life is the soul, the immortal spirit of the individual. I have no doubt that my soul will survive the death of my body. Someday my heart will stop beating (hopefully not until I am at least 100 years old), but eventually my body will die and decompose. The molecules and atoms that make up my physical existence will return to the planet of my birth. When my soul and body separate, I will review my life. At that point, there will be regrets because I will see the sorrow I have caused others and myself through my own inaction and fears. There will also be joy because I will see the good I did in life, but did not know about. After that, my soul will begin its ascent through all the worlds of God. What form my soul will take on in the next world I have no idea. I imagine it will be something like a butterfly of light, but I do not know this for sure. Only the Eternal Creator knows the form the individual human soul takes on after the death of the body. The things I will take with me are the spiritual attributes I have developed in this material, this physical existence. I will take my creativity because that is a spiritual attribute. I will take happiness and joy because those are spiritual attributes. I will take faith because that is a spiritual attribute. True I have gone through phases of doubt where I wondered if my soul would survive death. I have gone through phases of doubt where I wondered if I was worthy of God’s love and protection. However, each time I enter one of these phases something happens that restores my faith or reveals that God has forgiven my doubts and overlooks what I consider my unworthiness. The interesting thing is that I have never (at least I do not remember doing so) doubted the existence of God, the Unknowable Creator. I will be 62 on December 24, 2008. I have no idea what the coming year holds for me, I know I will face difficulties, but I have no idea what type of difficulties. I can only pray, mediate and read the scriptures. I can only write poems and stories about my experiences both those past and in the future. The only thing any human being has for sure is hope. My response to the December 12, 2008 leading entry by Jay's debut novel is out now!  |
Prompt: A global natural disaster has struck and trapped you inside one of the largest public libraries in the world. In order to survive you must burn as many books as you can to keep warm until rescue can come and get you. However, as these may be the last salvageable copies left in the world, you feel the need to save some of them. What three books do you save from the fires and why? 1. The Book of Certitude revealed by Baha’u’llah, because it explains the symbols in the Holy Books and reveals the relationship between the founders of all religions. 2. The Complete Works of Edgar Allen Poe, which contains all of his stories and poems, because I think Poe’s works, reveal some interesting aspects of human nature. 3. The Martian Chronicles because it is an interesting book to read and gives a person pause to think.
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| On "A Silent Night" it is my thoughts that count the years between my Grandmother’s presence and the years between the memories of horehound candy and hot mint tea. On silent nights I can hear her joyful laughter echo from the kitchen where she prepared Thanksgiving turkey or baked Christmas pies. On silent nights when the chill of winter penetrates my joints I still see her cleaning the house in preparation for New Year’s Day because she couldn’t start the New Year off right if the house wasn’t clean. My response to the December 11, 2008 leading entry by katwoman45 |
Write about something that will be revealed with time... Only time will tell if I have a job next year; perhaps this is just another groundless fear worming its way into my soul; another test striking at my persistence to overcome the terrors generated by low self-esteem; terrors I should have overcome before I turned sixty-one. Only time will tell if I should have used my three weeks off looking for a weekly paycheck job rather then cleaning house and attempting to increase my on-line income. Only time will tell the secrets the future holds in store for me; I cannot see if next year will be better, worse, or unchanged; I can only hope for the best, while placing my trust in God rather then obsessing over unfounded fears and vain imaginings.
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| "Invalid Entry" sounds like it would be a good title for a collection of poems. If I were writing poems for a chapbook with this title, they would be bitter love poems. I like writing bitter love poems because it brings closure. I have known a few people on the lunatic fringe. Individually they are likable and even loveable. Most mean no harm to either themselves or other people, they just want their opinions heard without someone laughing at them or telling them they are crazy. Someone once said (I’m not sure who said it) that asylums wouldn’t come into their true use until all the sane people were locked safely inside them, while all the rest were left outside. The word lunatic originally referred to a person who acted oddly during the full moon. My response to the December 8, 2008 leading entry by femmedragon |
everyone has a story of the one that got away I’m my own worst enemy! I sabotage my own projects. I let opportunity slip away out of fear, low self-esteem, procrastination or focusing on the worst-case scenario, which opportunity do I write about. I don’t think it really matters which opportunity I chose to discuss because the reasons they got away are almost always the same. I have to admit, that I would like to blame others for my failures, but that isn’t possible. I’m an adult. I’m the one who sabotaged myself. I’m the one who let fear get in the way. I’m sixty-one going on sixty-two and I’m responsible for my own actions, my own emotions and my own reactions. I suspect the basic issue is that I don’t push myself hard enough. I don’t go beyond the wall of I’ve built around me. I look at the worst-case outcomes and I’m paralyzed. I don’t look around to see if there are other outcomes visible or peeking over the tops of those I focus on. It could be that I’m too hard on myself, I don’t know. The one thing I am sure of, that ever since my sixtieth birthday I’ve faced issues I never dealt with when I was younger. I know that these issues played a part in letting opportunities get away. I think what I need to do is take each issue and deal with it as soon as possible, put it behind me and then get on with the rest of my life.
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| I went to the dentist yesterday (December 9, 2008) and he pulled the remaining six teeth in my upper jaw. When I was setting in the chair, I started to laugh and the dentist wanted to know what I was funny. I was laughing because I remember a Christmas song from my youth. The title of the song is “All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth”. So naturally, I had to look up the song on the Internet. Don Gardner wrote the lyrics and words. The first publication of the song was 1946, the year I was born, which makes the song about my age, very appropriate that I should remember the song while sitting in the dentist chair. I should also mention that the song mentions my birthday, Christmas Eve, in the lyrics. All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth: Lyrics http://www.carols.org.uk/all_i_want_for_christmas_is_my_two_front_teeth.htm Every body Pauses and stares at me These two teeth are gone as you can see I don't know just who to blame for this catastrophe! But my one wish on Christmas Eve is as plain as it can be! All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front teeth, see my two front teeth! Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth, then I could wish you "Merry Christmas." It seems so long since I could say, "Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!" Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be, if I could only whistle (thhhh, thhhh) All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front teeth, see my two front teeth. Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth, then I could wish you "Merry Christmas!" Don Gardner Since a number of people besides British comedian Dora Bryan have parodied this song, I’m not going to attempt a parody at this time. Rather I’m going to include my own dentures poem. My Christmas Eve Wish I longed for a new set of teeth, choppers created specifically for me. I wanted a new set of pearly whites to enhance my sixty some years of acquired wisdom. I wanted ivories to complement my complexion, fangs unmarked by the stains left by of year low self-esteem and fear of self-knowledge. My tongue caresses the smooth surface of my new upper plate, and I can hardly wait until my gums heal so that the remaining four and a half teeth in my lower jaw are extracted and my new bridgework is complete. My leading entry for
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" When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not. - Mark Twain " When I was younger men had walked on the moon left their boot prints on another world and we knew, without a doubt that we would be the generation to colonize the planets of the solar system, we would build domed cities on Mars, farm Venus, mine Saturn’s rings and go to planets of other star systems, when I was younger.
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| Laundry detergent, "red magic and the kiss of death" . All right, I did it again; I bought a laundry detergent that I’m allergic to. I don’t know how I missed the words indicating that it had a scent, but I did. So now, I have to put up with the rash or at least the beginning of a rash until this weekend. I go another check in the mail on Saturday, while I was out cashing and depositing my paycheck. I don’t notice the problem until I put on a turtleneck sweater. I have three turtleneck sweaters, which I wear during late fall and early winter. Saturday I put one on and wore it all day Saturday, then to bed Saturday night and then all day Sunday. Monday morning I woke up with the beginning of a rash on my neck and throat. Then to top that, I think I may be coming down with a cold. Needless to say, I didn’t get a flu shot on Saturday when I went to pick up my thyroid meds. If I don’t come down with a cold by this coming Saturday, then I’ll call get a flu shot. I don’t like to get flu shots when I have a cold. Tomorrow afternoon I’m getting my upper teeth pulled and dentures put in. I’m planning on going to work Wednesday no matter how much pain I’m in. I’ve found lately that pain is relative. Pain is always there to a lesser or greater degree. I bitch about it, but I don’t let it stop me from doing what I want. I want to go to work for the next three or four days. Then I’ll have three weeks off before I have to go back to work again. I’ve heard that pain in your mouth is different from pain in your knee. I don’t know how it could be because you feel them both in your head. You only think you’re feeling the pain in your knee or your mouth because of the nerves. My response to the December 7, 2008 leading entry by mood indigo |
What is your greatest frustration and how do you handle it? My greatest frustration depends on mood I’m in and what I’m doing at the time. When I have a working car and am able to get around town without having to depend on the CAT buses or Paratransit buses, then my greatest frustration is other drivers, the timing of the traffic lights or the price of gas. Lately my greatest frustration is myself. I’m becoming impatient with me and the way I’ve been doing everything lately. It takes me too long to do one thing and I can’t get everything I want done in a single day. Maybe I just need to relax and let it go. Do what I can and what don’t get done in a single day then finish it tomorrow. I seem to become frustrated by things I can’t do anything about at the moment. Maybe I’m just a control freak and want to be in control. It could also be that I’m worried about finances and money. In which case I’m going to become frustrated easily with whatever appears to take too long and doesn’t appear to get me anywhere and makes me feel I’m not in control. I’m not sure what the cause is, I just know that I’m becoming frustrated with myself lately. I’m my greatest source of frustration.
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Age is strictly a case of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. Jack Benny I don’t mind being sixty-one, I won’t mind being sixty-two, the fact of the matter is that women age like fine wine their good qualities increasing over time so I don’t mind increasing age or maturity; what I do mind is some young whippersnapper stopping in a parking lot when I’m getting out of a car and asking me for gas money for his brand new sports car because I remind him of his mother or grandmother and older women always give him what he wants.
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| "Invalid Entry" I want to be a colonist on a planet in other star system. I want to live in a warm climate on a planet whose ecosystem isn’t on the verge of collapse because of the uncaring greed of those in power. I want to live on a planet that isn’t on the verge of global warming. A planet whose inhabits view each other as a single species and not separate races. A planet whose religious systems are fighting each other because each one thinks it has a unique place in the Creator’s heart or is the only path to God. I want to live on a planet where technology solves the problems faced by the planet’s citizens rather then to increase the wealth of one individual, while making another poorer. Some reading this may think I want to live in a paradise when I grow up. However, that isn’t true because in there no such thing as a paradise in this material world. A paradise can only exist if a single individual inhabits it. Once more then one person lives on a planetary paradise it ceases to be a paradise because two people cannot have the same vision of what makes a paradise at least when living in a material or bodily existence. No matter what planet a person lives on there are always going to be difficulties, problems and pain because this is the way of matter. The human soul couldn’t grow and mature if it wasn’t faced with tests and difficulties. When I grow up I want to live on a planet with a civilization mature enough to assist the individual in achieving his or her potential without interfering with the process of the person’s spiritual evolution. My response to the December 6, 2008 leading entry by Acme |
"Man's mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions." Oliver Wendell Holmes (1809 - 1894) Mind isn’t just a part of our physical body, it’s a part of our spirits as well. Mind is the point that body and soul merge into an individual entity. It’s the point that must go beyond material and physical to embrace the spiritual part of human nature. When the mind is stretched an individual goes beyond the point of no return and enters another dominion of reality. My mind received a good stretching a few years ago when I encountered a new concept, a new definition of unity. It had to do with a new concept of God, which I encountered. According to this concept, God is an entirely spiritual being and an unknowable essence. God neither descends into nor ascends from physical form. God is not begotten nor does God beget. God’s attributes are manifested (reflected) to human beings through another human being. Once I accepted this vision of God I realized that not only is humanity a single species created by the Unknowable Essence we call God, but all revealed religions come from the same spiritual source.
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| "Invalid Entry" said Michael to the group of students gathered around him, “is the key to dealing with sentient beings.” Before going on with his lecture, he studied the face of each individual. “When we deal with any intelligent, soul possessing individual or species, we have to find the best way to communicate with them, so that they understand and will eventually become part of the Universal Alliance of Sentient Creatures.” “Mr. Michael,” said Crystal, the youngest of the nine students. “How do you communicate with a species that doesn’t believe in your existence?” “Crystal, my child, never presume anything. Just because the majority of the individuals of a species don’t believe in your existence, doesn’t mean every individual of that species disbelieves in you.” “I see,” she wrinkled her brow and frowned; suddenly a bright smile lit up her features and her snow-white wings flapped raising her a food of the ground.. “I’m supposed to find the poets and artist of the species and communicate with them.” “Yes, Crystal, however I suggest you find one specific poet or artist to communicate with and once he or she responds positively to your message then ask to be introduced to the individual’s circle of friends.” He laughed as she came back down and landed in her assigned position. “I gather you’ve received your first assignment. Why don’t you tell the class about it?” “I’m assigned to Earth in the year 2200.” “Interesting,” Michael said, “a snow angel assigned to a planet in the midst of global warming. I don’t think it’s snowed anywhere on that planet in about fifty years.” “One hundred years, Sir, I know it will be a difficult assignment, but I believe I can accomplish the specified goals.” My response to the December 5, 2008 leading entry by Erika |
| "it's a twin thing" and I wanted to be part of one. I’m not sure what age I decided that I wanted a twin sister. I never wanted a twin brother only a twin sister. I have a sister, but she isn’t a twin. I out grew wanting to be a twin, but for about a year in grade school I wanted to be a twin. Now I’m glad I’m not a twin. All though sometimes in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep, I wonder if maybe I don’t have a long lost twin somewhere in the world. I’ve heard that everyone on earth has a double somewhere on the planet. Does this mean that twins have two doubles somewhere on earth; one double for each twin. Now that is an intriguing thought. My response to the December 4, 2008 leading entry by spidey  |
If you think you fail, fail gloriously -Anonymous- I suppose if you’re going to fail, you may as well go out in a blaze of glory like a supernova. It makes absolutely no sense to do anything without enthusiasm. If approach any job, whether you enjoy it or not, with enthusiasm, then you are going to accomplish something, even if it is only failure. However, in accomplishing that failure you are going to learn something about yourself and humanity. That said, I would like to know why God always sends me these little messages when I’m on the verge of giving up and throwing in the towel. I recently restarted a project that I’ve been attempting to do the last two years and failing “gloriously” at completing. This time around, I decided to narrow the scope and focus on one week of goals at a time. Today was an especially difficult day for both my mother and me. I spent the entire morning on the Citizens Area Transit bus going to pick up food at a food bank and bring it back home. I finally got back home even with a bent wheel on the cart I carried the food in. When I got home, I ate two cheese sandwiches and laid down for a nap. My mother stayed home, but the next time I go I’m taking my mother with me. Her days are much better is she doesn’t stay in the house all the time. Anyway, I’m going to continue the project and this time I’m going to complete it or encounter an even more glorious failure.
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| Under normal conditions, I would say the robots would win. However, when dealing with human beings there is not such thing as normal conditions. Humans are exceptional at survival under the most adverse circumstances. Humans are creative and therefore can find a way to survive even when the odds are against them are 99% or more for their extinction and 1% or less for their survival. Humans are capable of discovering all the natural laws and how they work. Once a human being discovers how a natural law or anything works, then that person goes on to figure out how it applicable to his or her benefit. Human are dual natured creatures because they have both a body and a soul (spirit). Creativity is part of the spiritual aspect of a human being. Robots, unless they receive a soul in someway, are only physical creatures; creations of human beings. If a robot had a soul then it would cease to be a robot and become a human being with free will and capable of expanding its reality into the spiritual realm. It is the soul and the ability to have free will that gives human beings the advantage over robots.
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| I don’t see anything wrong with auctions and raffles for those who wish to participate. I like the merit badge idea because it encourages the receiver to continue striving to become an excellent writer. Receiving a merit badge encourages me to strive for excellence in writing or reviewing. Those are my thoughts on the subject.
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