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I read that some sage individual (anonymous) declared there was a triune soul (mind?). Is this convertible given the brain is physical and the mind/psyche thing is said to be non-physical or unreal, perhaps an imaginary device. Does it resemble the 3 Law of Thermodynamics regarding matter and energy and the enigma of connecting them in a dash for the spot ( an inky particle of no mass and volume) as if all burned up? Thus we convert in a flash ... some just sit there and stew about being excitedly emotional ...

Can one connect something that is near nothing without further projection as displayed by ├ when alloyed to an I? That's H ... trans incident? May involve considerable energy to arrive at this state and then not able to back off when it is critical ... this is when the excitable knows they have a foot across the threshold and can't get out the door ... the window may be the answer ... thus smeared glasses!

Can a body give up essence in an unseen manner?

My dad once said that when one is close to hitting a woman then one knows it is time to go ... that's the essence of one of the commands about 2 way respect and honor ... thus onus ... like a lot in live very complicated ... thus life deteriorates because of inability to recall ... in vast time all goes round! The further out the slower it is --- Einstein! Some conversions come in a flash when the excitement goes delinquent ...

I've noted some really ignorant items in meetings of all array ... the idea would implode ... as it is said to be best to keep intelligence out of it ...

Ignorance drives me to retreat inward ... having something to do with entropy designated by "S" ... said to be an absolute factor! (=Q/T) Be still now ... right as you wrought ... scratch creation ... modern light is hammered Zeh ... few grasp this sign either ...
 
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I spun up a thread about funeral plans. I sense there are changes even amongst folks who have been long-time church goers.

Weather here, like Redbaron's, is cold and wet. Not a nice day to be outside. I'm working anyhow, so, not a problem.
 
I spun up a thread about funeral plans. I sense there are changes even amongst folks who have been long-time church goers.

Weather here, like Redbaron's, is cold and wet. Not a nice day to be outside. I'm working anyhow, so, not a problem.

I've noted that when your dead you have little input in the coming activities ... thus the drive to live loudly by some ... I'd rather spook 'M! "M" being the medium a floating average ... like an array of angels in a spectra of shades ... angels are said to be unreal while leaders struggle with demos ... the folly!

The descent of material stuff ... gathering storm? Someone declared a dark night and snow ...Marx-ism? Allows the white an out ... done gone in a flash! What a bunch of gourds or ghouls ... dark howls? They are matched with the corn and full of beans ... seeded?
 
Good idea @JayneWonders. I’m still trying to figure out the fascist reference that I think @Luce NDs made towards me. As usual I feel not smart enough to figure it out but not necessarily bothered either. But it reminds me that labels can be both hurtful and uninformed. My husband tends to use labels a lot. I believe he does it as his way to make sense of the world.
 
Good idea @JayneWonders. I’m still trying to figure out the fascist reference that I think @Luce NDs made towards me. As usual I feel not smart enough to figure it out but not necessarily bothered either. But it reminds me that labels can be both hurtful and uninformed. My husband tends to use labels a lot. I believe he does it as his way to make sense of the world.

Neither singular or plural but ongoing ... as nothing ... my grandfather grasp that term to describe abstract concepts(not absolute). We are just tiny details in the greater piece ... broken folk? Maybe just an expression of frustration of not being able to gather much of what is beyond us, OBI as exterior intellect ... its out there given our propensity for over excitement ... life is mostly a mystery ... given our tendencies ... thus vast denials and so it goes ...

Ridiculous? Perhaps ... but what if there is something sublime there? Subtle ... and we cannot speak of it ...
 
Is there room to charge someone for doing nothing? One best be ineffable about that in an all round ecology of clinics ... if you speak of it it could give improper impression given how folk read a lot as contrary to intent! Many retreat from life for such logic and thus the reason Logos is beyond us ... humble essences, phantoms, spirits? Vapors ... Freudian mentality ... poorly grasped ...

Like clinical ecology ... doctoring of the environment? May be blinding awareness at some point ... points being dashing ... whipping here and there ...

I'm beat and thus getting prepared to go ... pooped as Ahab over that white monster, chi*merah? Mariah ... all in the winds ...
 
Doth heh with the best lies get to lay out conspiracies? So it incarnates ... intelligence goes its way ... wise to go when the going's gutte ... got the Geist?

Some say it is the Gr-ist ... a mill of sorts ... applied entropy? Nothing is something else ... immaterial?
 
We had a graveside service for my dad because he died during the early part of the pandemic.
The decadal anniversary of Dad's passing looms large right now. We had a full church funeral with his Lutheran pastor presiding but in the funeral home's chapel. There was also a graveside service when they interred his ashes but I missed it for reasons I now forget.
 
On a touchy, or thorny issue:

Is the line about Holocaust, never again, only a one-sided directive?

Thus so*Mices about the powerful cats ... Nordic Mau ζes ... know the signs, icons, avatars, etc. Read deep ...
 
For Dad we had a visitation at the funeral home, a funeral in the church after which we met at the graveside. So—the whole 9 yards so to speak. Dad was a charismatic, larger than life individual who died suddenly of a heart attack at age 64. It was pretty amazing all the people who came to grieve with us. At graveside, we noticed several solemn birds watching on. Dad loved birds, even those seagulls who accompanied him when he ploughed fields.
 
My dad's casket was placed at the front of the Anglican church he pastored for visitation and for the funeral...pretty full with people also there from all his past parishes too.
When my Mom died young at 49 from cancer, the visitors wound around the blocks....welcomed but very tiring for the family.
 
We had a traditional memorial service at a church for my mother. It was held at her church and included both her minister and the minister that married us. The choir we were in together sang. It was nice. We spread her ashes later.

My father died in 2021. I wrote an obit and as a memorial. I encouraged people to raise a mug to toast him. We didn't have a formal service. We were in London that summer and had a nice visit with the widow of one of his OPP colleagues. It was a great visit on so many levels. We spread his ashes as a family. Family included his brother and his family as well as my sister and I and spouses. It was nice. Lots of stories were told.

Today was a nice day. I went to a knitters gathering yet left my knitting at home. I was focused on making sure I had my library book and had taken care of the dog. Oh well, I had a nice visit anyway. I got my flu shot afterwards.
 
Good morning! Nice conversations about planning and carrying out funerals, and how the customs from our younger days seem to be changing and evolving. However the final service is planned and run, may the funerals help us to say farewell to the deceased, and help evoke memories that will keep the loved one in our hearts. We gather round the Coffee Cart to continue this discussion, and to start new ones, over hot tea and fresh brewed coffee, along with croissants. Come in a when you can, and join the conversations! All is ready, all are welcome.

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Some people just come for the food and drink ... discussion it too much like knowledge and thus it goes ... departed or denied ... when you learn enough they declare you out of here ... outstanding, correct?

Much is, however, denied, regardless of what they present you with ... so it is laid out! Some label this flatlining ... some traditions hang on it ... the line ...
 
I'm tired! I went to our lounge at the park to gather with other crafters. We're getting a nice turnout this year which is great. I had a coughing fit on my walk home. Something clearly irritated my system. I also had a flu vaccine yesterday. I was going to go to knit night at the Legion tonight. I'm comfy in my recliner and will knit here.
 
I am attempting to knit a simple hat for the big guy for Christmas. There have been stitches dropped, picked up, I had to cast on 3 times... Sister didn't have needles large enough so I had to purchase at Len's Mills, and it was a metal set of 5 needles which slip off stitches very badly. And this bulky wool splits. Whine, whine, wine...
 
It was beautiful today, warm, pleasant. Went to the big guys for late breakfast after Bible Study (which was interesting; we have a new church attendee who is thinking about converting to Christianity from Islam and he came to bible study), headed home for leaf raking and garbage compilation and laundry while he made chili for us for dinner. Picked up daughter, dinner together, then we carved a really cute pumpkin.
 
I am attempting to knit a simple hat for the big guy for Christmas. There have been stitches dropped, picked up, I had to cast on 3 times... Sister didn't have needles large enough so I had to purchase at Len's Mills, and it was a metal set of 5 needles which slip off stitches very badly. And this bulky wool splits. Whine, whine, wine...

What about a 16" circular? I know how to use dpns. They frustrate the hell out of me for hats. A 16" circular works well. Then switch to dpns when you've reduced stitches for the top.
 
I could, but I was attempting to spend less than $25 on needles for a free ball of yarn... Cat said, "just do it all on the DPNs"... Also, I am hilariously bad for heading off in the wrong direction on circulars, which she knows.
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