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Just read an article about monarchs with parasite disorders ... is that metaphorical or a parable about nature across the board!

Best not to get to attached to monarchists and other dictators ... common folk eat at them they say! Maybe a rubber pun't appearing as Puck in the abusive game ... people do love conflict ... ID love a cooperative mind ... yet naivete makes that different to have a psyche when there are those wasting everyone they find ... through strong emotional flaring ... some times called kerygma that evolves into charismatic illustrating how the unmovable can incinerate and rise up through a stone pipe ... like it's ain't nick! Just the essence of what was formerly real and now wasted in torch handling ... tools of combat, and conflict? Thus some of us sink into oblivious study ... it is deep!

What would we do without some way the place virtue and waste in natural forms, peaking out at human tiers ... immaterial all about us is sentient! Only in transmutation they claim ... some call it trans meditation ... as thoughts fly ...

When captive in a physical body can a soul see itself? Thus the need to get out and look back ... heuristic perspective as timely ... the changing of cloaks ...
 
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Good morning! Happy Wednesday! Today we think of those about to bury loved ones, those who should have read directions first, doctor appts that go well, and myriads of other topics. The coffee cart is ready to host conversations and create community, as well as dispense the virtual hot drink of your choice. Come and get it!

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The Trump thread started by Crazyheart is active again. Am I the only one who finds this a tad disconcerting?
Coffee will help :coffee::coffee: but I might need two.
 
Is coffee durable goods or resembling as soul ... a a place adrift without vision and thus also doomed to waste as all absolutes that deny abstract conditions ... where as the absolute cannot see the abstract ... the abstract mystery is out there figuring on the unmoving mover as plans are being made to render it into something else due to it corruption of believing it is an absolute power!

Some prophets and clear visions (clairvoyants) are this diminished and disposed to a point below a flatliners horizon ... sometimes encounted by accidental impressions when experiencing and OBI time ...
 
The Trump thread started by Crazyheart is active again. Am I the only one who finds this a tad disconcerting?
Coffee will help :coffee::coffee: but I might need two.

Do disconcerting things strike you as perturbated states that should be suppressed and made quiet for later horn blowers and whistling dixies while reality carries out destruction? Some things simply must be faced ... sooner or later ... later it appears concerns expand. Look what the minor concern of Hitler did to Europe's roots and foundations! More to be laid waste as mortals love to waste ... an activity contrary to soul as it continues ... it has a process that differs from mortal gods ... kind of au natural so we can't see it without special sensations ... like how word evolved for reasons of justifying monarchist! There is an old declaration that monarchists were costly ... very taxing ... especially to sentient beings ... creating destruction of mental cells ... where mystery is locked up! Isn't that insane as irrational desires rise again? Folks of avarice are like that destroying anything resembling atavist that are considered bad for prying into history to remind us of mistakes, errs and fallacy of logic ... thus that lower state ...

Thus the caldron simmers all on its own ... self contained reactors ... contain thyself said the fire tender ... and thus wood burnings and etchings ... to represent history! History was hard to record in the stone age ... now we use silica ... and humankind even corrupts that ... silly Ka! In Latin that Qui or Quo ... say what? The search for the right word goes on in the remnant of archon ich blasting ... required for making holes in a hard place for residence! It appears we are again being reduced to that by commission of excessive orders ... what can mortal due with great wealth other than make war on something poorly understood!

Crazyheart said she didn't understand me either ... a common occurrence in reality that needs to be extended for grasping far out concerns ... displacement theory? Is there a right word for what we speak? Hold on a bit ...
 
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I've been away and babysitting the grandkids for most of the week. So...sorry to hear about the stumbles! Today, I'm rested because I slept in my own bed. But I keep imagining that I hear the 3-year-old asking Grandma for a drink, or to play a game, or a snack.
Wait, it isn't just me who does that.....it's like there is a ripple from their presence. The startle -- wait, where's the wee one.
 
Thank you all.
We had heavy rain turning to hail turning to snow, then melting away. For all of you dealing with snow and anticipating Ukraine resistance, here a poem I found cleaning up my computer files:
CROCUS PRAYER

Adapted by Kim Crawford Harvie from the work of Jo Carr

It takes courage to be crocus minded.

. . .I’d rather wait until June,

Like wild roses,

When the hazards of winter are

Safely behind and I’m expected,

And everything’s ready for roses.

But crocuses?

Highly irregular.

Knifing up through hard-frozen ground and snow,

Sticking their necks out

Because they believe in spring

And have something personal and emphatic

To say about it.

. . .I am not by nature crocus-minded.

Even when I have studied the

Situation, and know there

Are wrongs that need righting,

Affirmations that need stating,

And know that my speaking out may offend,

For it rocks the boat –

Well, I’d rather wait until June.

Maybe things will work themselves out,

And we won’t have to make an issue of it.

Forgive me.

Wrongs won’t work themselves out.

Injustices and inequities and hurt

Don’t just dissolve.

Somebody has to stick their neck out;

Somebody who

Cares enough to think through

And work through

Hard ground,

Because they believe

And they have something personal

And emphatic to say about it.

Me — Crocus-minded?

Could it be that there are

Things that need to be said,

And I need to say them?

I pray for courage. Amen.

Such a wonderful poem, thank-you

I started to quote one line, then, had to keep going, as I am aware, I am thankful for crocuses.

Wrongs won’t work themselves out.

Injustices and inequities and hurt

Don’t just dissolve.

Somebody has to stick their neck out;

Somebody who

Cares enough to think through

And work through

Hard ground,
 
Lousy sleep night last night. Woke up with a grumbly tummy and a stabbing pain in my left foot. It was brief (a minute or two) but recurred several times. The spot was tender, too, in between "jabs". It was like someone driving a needle into the foot at that point. Last one was around seven this morning and foot has been fine since. Even the tenderness is mostly gone. Only thing I can think of is that I buggered up something when I went for a walk in my new hikers yesterday. Anyhow, the lack of sleep has left me on the brink of a headache but I've managed to keep it at bay so far. No walking today given the freezing rain we had.

Another interview for my opening on Friday. This one looks real good on paper but after two no-shows, I'm trying not to get too excited.
 
I had a good talk over skype with my sis today. Some interesting facts from Germany:
Your health insurance covers you only as long as you live. So when the nursing home had to call a doctor for the death certificate, the bill for that doctor has to be paid by the relatives/ the estate. If one finds the person and calls the ambulance, that ambulance bill would also need to be paid- while otherwise , ambulances would be covered. That can easily rack up 600 euros just for those services. No problem for my family, but certainly for less well of people.
Another disappointment: because of privacy law, a zoom or skype transmission of the funeral will likely not be possible. Apparently, despite Covid, German funeral services and congregations have not figured that out.
 
We had a nice sunny hike today. It was about six kms and involved a climb to start. I was happy to have the energy to climb. It was a nice walk. We enjoyed a fabulous lunch at a local pub. The blossoms are out and these trees were beside the pub parking lot. They smelled as nice as they looked.

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Good morning, all! Hoping everyone got a good night's sleep. The last day of March is upon us, time to recap the first quarter of the year and look ahead to the next while. The coffee cart is up and running, help yourself.

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Good morning , Red.
The mystery beep is back! I thought it was the open dishwasher door, but today, the door was closed and it beeped anyway. I need mythbusters!
I don’t need pain meds anymore and kinda enjoy having all morning to master getting washed, dressed and breakfast. This is what retirement must be like…
People have been visiting to bring food and help out, tonight a friend will cut my carrots for soup.
I remember I once had a patient who had a stroke in her early thirties ( i met her in her sixties), who raised her two kids one handed. She could peel potatoes by just setting the potato on a wet cloth.
 
My brother has the spastic hemiplegia form of cerebral palsy. He has no fine motor ability in his right hand although he can use it as a stabilizer. My mom broke her wrist several years ago and she was astounded by the many helpful suggestions he was able to give her.
 
We have a beautiful, mild sunny day here. The wind is picking up in true March fashion but it was lovely to get out for a walk in the sunshine.
 
Drizzly here in the Ottawa Valley. A flock of 24 wild turkeys just wandered through our yard. Some went around the house in the front first..
 
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