Are We Done Here?

lol, the poster Blue Skies.

Ha, ha. Damn boy. I liked that. You broke the old man up.

Better mancave shower.

What makes you think I am a first born?

I am choking to second death on my wrath lovey! I so want to go to the white tanks and dig up my golden book of dead names and add a new volume to is so fraking bad I can hardly stand it. My mighty warriors are dog-pile my ass to keep me from going horrible hulk on the sons and daughter of perdition. You don't understand what this planet is lovey.
Shiva is fixing to do the texas two step all over this planet if we don't get some fraking helping hands...and when Shiva dances Brahma will awaken and IT is going to be cosmically pissed at how we have fraked up It's beautiful creation!

Well aren't you just a little beacon of sunshine!



:tommywingy:

...so I jump ship in Hong Kong and I make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-lagunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness."

So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.

No wonder your daughter thinks you're a loser.
So do I.
Such a player..not!

nice. Too bad it doesn't happen on the birthbed.

lol, I thought you said a 'bacon' of sunshine.

I LOVE Tommie Boy!

Nice there wordsmith. *grin*

Only the good die young...

That's why I'm so damn old! *grin*

Sounds bad.

Please don't mention bacon. The herbivores tricked me into feeling guilty about eating meat and I have given it up - much to my dismay.

How about you explain that comment.

Well, it's been fun talking to my friends again. I don't think we answered our original question, but maybe it's not answerable. I do know that I shouldn't wait for something to happen. I know that I should take life as it comes. To just let go, but I am struggling to be honest with you. But I will struggle on...

To all me friends here, thanks for the wisdom and laughter. I miss you all.

love and peace,
Not Fibonacci, just a simple old man in search of truth.

Join your club here then.
Mid~Life crisis wannabes.

luv ya buddy. If you're ever driving through knoxville, would love to meet you in person.

In closing, this little quote answers my understanding of how we should proceed much better than I ever could:

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Once there lived a village of creatures along the bottom of a great crystal river. The current of the river swept silently over them all--young and old, rich and poor, good and evil, the current going its own way, knowing only its own crystal self.

Each creature in its own manner clung tightly to the twigs and rocks of the river bottom, for clinging was their way of life, and resisting the current what each had learned from birth. But one creature said at last, "I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, I trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go, and let it take me where it will. Clinging, I shall die of boredom."

The other creatures laughed and said, "Fool! Let go, and that current you worship will throw you tumbled and smashed across the rocks and you will die quicker than boredom!" But the one heeded them not, and taking a breath did let go, and at once was tumbled and smashed by the current across the rocks.

Yet in time, as the creature refused to cling again, the current lifted him free from the bottom, and he was bruised and hurt no more. And the creatures downstream, to whom he was a stranger, cried, "See a miracle! A creature like ourselves, yet he flies! See the Messiah, come to save us all!"

And the one carried in the current said, "I am no more Messiah than you. The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare let go. Our true work is this voyage, this adventure." But they cried the more, "Savior!" all the while clinging to the rocks, and when they looked again he was gone, and they were left alone making legends of a Savior.

-- Richard Bach - Illusions

The purpose of doom fatigue is to get you to let your guard down. To stop searching for clues to the answers, to throw you off.

Sigh those remind of me of beef jerky, another one of my old favorites!

A man can only consume pizza & pasta for so long before he loses it!

In Bemidji. MN today. 68 degrees. Lovely. Maybe we will meet in this life or some other one.

Love and peace to all.

Take care and stay safe.

like time a billion!
Dumb dumb Bent has now entered!