tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post7896592147064308739..comments2023-10-17T08:19:58.196-04:00Comments on FreeThinke: FreeThinkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16682678301019952436noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post-39886902953077498812013-02-23T09:52:35.593-05:002013-02-23T09:52:35.593-05:00Thank you, everyone.
The idea that "we shall...Thank you, everyone.<br /><br />The idea that "we shall meet again" is particularly appealing to me.<br /><br />I know this much, despite the threats of tribal elders and the theologians who followed:<br /><br />Heaven and Hell are perfectly real, BUT they are states of MIND -- not geographical locations, and they COEXIST inside each of us. We experience them INDIVIDUALLY not collectively, and pass back and forth from one extreme to the other constantly.<br /><br />We live in state of FLUX. Constancy, permanency, stability are ILLUSORY. Those longed for conditions are not characteristic of LIFE at all, but rather of DEATH.<br /><br />If Life is truly eternal, it will CONTINUE to remain a volatile admixture of heavenly and hellish elements.<br /><br />If Death is real, it will simply mean OBLIVION.<br /><br /><b>Life IS stress. Life IS constant change. Life IS -- and will continue to be -- FORMIDABLE, DAUNTING, EXHILARATING, DEPRESSING, EXCITING, PROMISING, REWARDING, TRAGIC and terribly terribly UNFAIR.</b>FreeThinkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16682678301019952436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post-16152501972218728052013-02-20T16:51:07.018-05:002013-02-20T16:51:07.018-05:00from letters between Robert Louis Stevenson and hi...from letters between Robert Louis Stevenson and his wife:<br /><br /><i>At Davos they had a great deal of trouble with their little dog, Woggs, a beautiful but eccentric Skye terrier that had been given them by Sir Walter Simpson. Both were tenderly considerate of animals, and when this little creature was ill with a cankered ear they took turns sitting up at night with him. She writes of him:<br /><br /> "Woggs is ill-tempered, and obstinate, and rather sly, but he is lovable and intelligent. I imagine that it is with dogs as with people—it is not for being good alone that we love them."</i><br /><br />---<br /> and an acrostic:<br /><br /><br /><i>"When my wife is far from me<br />The undersigned feels all at sea."<br /><br />R. L. S.<br /><br />"I am as good as deaf<br />When separate from F.<br /><br />I am far from gay<br />When separate from A.<br /><br />I loathe the ways of men<br />When separate from N.<br /><br />Life is a murky den<br />When separate from N.<br /><br />My sorrow rages high<br />When separate from Y.<br /><br />And all things seem uncanny<br />When separate from Fanny."<br /><br />"Where is my wife? Where is my Wogg?<br />I am alone, and life's a bog."</i><br />-FJ the Dangerous and Extreme MAGA Jewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16745768408538827278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post-67148287462451135882013-02-20T16:37:44.295-05:002013-02-20T16:37:44.295-05:00...and FT, there was no "betrayal" evide......and FT, there was no "betrayal" evident in the missing pet caper, <a href="http://www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/8041/" rel="nofollow">I hope</a>. ;)<br /><br />excerpt:<br /><br /><i>It is just this rage for consideration that has betrayed the dog into his satellite position as the friend of man. The cat, an animal of franker appetites, preserves his independence. But the dog, with one eye ever on the audience, has been wheedled into slavery, and praised and patted into the renunciation of his nature. Once he ceased hunting and became man's plate-licker, the Rubicon was crossed. Thenceforth he was a gentleman of leisure; and except the few whom we keep working, the whole race grew more and more self-conscious, mannered and affected...</i>-FJ the Dangerous and Extreme MAGA Jewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16745768408538827278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post-27540598753913423002013-02-20T13:26:08.242-05:002013-02-20T13:26:08.242-05:00I never knew that you were such a Spielberg fan! ...I never knew that you were such a <a href="http://youtu.be/gz6jkQKuylo" rel="nofollow">Spielberg</a> fan! ;)Thersiteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15751286903359745316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post-62152696481146801312013-02-20T13:23:51.984-05:002013-02-20T13:23:51.984-05:00By this part of the century few are left who belie...<i>By this part of the century few are left who believe<br /> in the animals for they are not there in the carved parts<br />of them served on plates and the pleas from the slatted trucks<br /> are sounds of shadows that possess no future...</i><br /><br />Really, duckman?Thersiteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15751286903359745316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post-9212164031409302332013-02-20T12:59:17.061-05:002013-02-20T12:59:17.061-05:00
The Animals
By W. S. Merwin
All these years behin...<br />The Animals<br />By W. S. Merwin<br />All these years behind windows<br />With blind crosses sweeping the tables<br /><br />And myself tracking over empty ground <br />Animals I never saw<br /><br />I with no voice<br /><br />Remembering names to invent for them <br />Will any come back will one<br /><br />Saying yes<br /><br />Saying look carefully yes <br />We will meet again<br />Ducky's herehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14608115001116619877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post-63295927582846998662013-02-20T10:40:26.515-05:002013-02-20T10:40:26.515-05:00Perhaps an indicator... of a change of season.Perhaps an indicator... of a <a href="http://thersitescorner.blogspot.com/2012/09/poseidon-v-athena-change-of-season.html" rel="nofollow">change of season</a>.-FJ the Dangerous and Extreme MAGA Jewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16745768408538827278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145653764764266444.post-32806564230357212002013-02-20T08:30:04.182-05:002013-02-20T08:30:04.182-05:00FT,
You are not only grieving and despondent.
You...FT,<br />You are not only grieving and despondent.<br /><br />You are angry, too, I think.<br /><br />I don't blame you. I'd be angry too. <br /><br />Unfair, unfair, unfair!<br /><br />I have often cried out, particularly regarding the situation in this household and the loss of my Dusti six months ago, "This isn't is not fair! I did nothing wrong! Why am I being punished?" <br /><br />The axiom "Life isn't fair" is of no consolation, is it? Neither is the axiom, one of my mother's favorites, "This too shall pass."Always On Watchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08192688822955022541noreply@blogger.com