Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!

If I could only get outta this computer habit.


Andy


OB Food: Good cold sausage/pepperoni pizza.

"Andy" <q> wrote in message ...
> Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!
>
> If I could only get outta this computer habit.
>
>
> Andy
>
>
> OB Food: Good cold sausage/pepperoni pizza.

Fond remembrances of Ron, who didn't respond to my Christmas card (I'm such
an idiot for sending it to him).

Elisa

"Elisa" > wrote in
:

>
> "Andy" <q> wrote in message news:Yc6dne1RWfk-fSreRVn-
...
>> Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!
>>
>> If I could only get outta this computer habit.
>>
>>
>> Andy
>>
>>
>> OB Food: Good cold sausage/pepperoni pizza.
>
> Fond remembrances of Ron, who didn't respond to my Christmas card
(I'm
> such an idiot for sending it to him).
>
> Elisa



Folks... ???

Andy

On Sun 01 Jan 2006 07:01:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Andy?

> Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!
>
> If I could only get outta this computer habit.
>
>
> Andy
>
>
> OB Food: Good cold sausage/pepperoni pizza.

Fond remembrances of my parents, both now deceased.

OB Food: New Year's Day breakfast of apple-cinnamon pancakes, pepper bacon
and scrambled eggs.

--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
__________________________________________________ ________________
And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 08:01:07 -0600, Andy <q> wrote:

> Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!

Fond rememberances of my parents, Pat and Ken. And Mom's sister,
Jackie.

Love and miss you guys!
Carol 'Arie

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:32:58 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
> wrote:

>On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 08:01:07 -0600, Andy <q> wrote:
>
>> Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!
>
>Fond rememberances of my parents, Pat and Ken. And Mom's sister,
>Jackie.
>
>Love and miss you guys!
>Carol 'Arie

And to Daddy whom I envision playing cribbage in the great beyond with
his father, brothers, sister and brother-in-law. Slainte!

TammyM

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:44:30 GMT, (TammyM) wrote:

> On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:32:58 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
> > wrote:
>
> >Fond rememberances of my parents, Pat and Ken. And Mom's sister,
> >Jackie.
> >
> >Love and miss you guys!
> >Carol 'Arie
>
> And to Daddy whom I envision playing cribbage in the great beyond with
> his father, brothers, sister and brother-in-law. Slainte!

My family is playing croquet. Mom is the "Yellow Streak," and always
gets the yellow mallet and ball.

They're not gone, they're just where we can't see them yet
Carol

Wayne Boatwright wrote:
> On Sun 01 Jan 2006 07:01:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Andy?
>
>> Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!
>>
>> If I could only get outta this computer habit.
>>
>>
>> Andy
>>
>>
>> OB Food: Good cold sausage/pepperoni pizza.
>
> Fond remembrances of my parents, both now deceased.
>
> OB Food: New Year's Day breakfast of apple-cinnamon pancakes, pepper
> bacon and scrambled eggs.

Talked to Mom... she pan-fried sea scallops in butter last night for their
dinner. YUM! I'm very lucky to still have both my parents even if Dad is
annoying at times.

I'm still munching on bacon, egg & cheddar cheese biscuits Watching an
interesting show on PBS featuring Sammy Davis, Jr. singing in the 1950's and
early 60's. Shades of the "brat pack".

Jill

Fond rememberances of my mom and dad who have been long gone, too. And
my brother who left us the week before Christmas. The best medicine to
not sink into a profound sadness is work and being around people.

On 1 Jan 2006 17:20:19 +0100, Wayne Boatwright
> wrote:

>On Sun 01 Jan 2006 07:01:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Andy?
>
>> Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!
>>
>> If I could only get outta this computer habit.
>>
>>
>> Andy
>>
>>
>> OB Food: Good cold sausage/pepperoni pizza.
>
>Fond remembrances of my parents, both now deceased.
>
>OB Food: New Year's Day breakfast of apple-cinnamon pancakes, pepper bacon
>and scrambled eggs.


And to the memory of mine, in whose honor we will have lox and cream
cheese on fresh bagels.

Boron

On 1 Jan 2006 17:20:19 +0100, Wayne Boatwright
> wrote:

>On Sun 01 Jan 2006 07:01:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Andy?
>
>> Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!
>>
>> If I could only get outta this computer habit.
>>
>>
>> Andy
>>
>>
>> OB Food: Good cold sausage/pepperoni pizza.
>
>Fond remembrances of my parents, both now deceased.

Fond remembrances of Jeffy, my best friend, who lived a cheerful and
productive life for 13 years after being diagnosed with HIV/AIDS,
which killed him in 1994.

ObFood: He used to feed his cat albacore tuna

serene

"Damsel in dis Dress" > wrote in message
news
> They're not gone, they're just where we can't see them yet
> Carol

I Did Not Die

Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.

Melinda Sue Pacho

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 17:56:23 GMT, "Ophelia" > wrote:

> I Did Not Die
>
> Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
> I am not there; I do not sleep.
> I am a thousand winds that blow.
> I am the diamond glints on snow.
> I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
> I am the gentle autumn's rain.
> When you awaken in the morning's hush
> I am the swift uplifting rush
> Of quiet birds in circled flight.
> I am the soft stars that shine at night.
> Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
> I am not there. I did not die.
>
> Melinda Sue Pacho


Here is a song that's close to my heart. It's taken out of context in
a CD that tells a story. Nicholas has been mourning the loss of
Victoria.

The Spirit Carries On - Dream Theater
Music by Dream Theater - Lyrics by John Petrucci

Nicholas:
Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die?
What lies beyond?
And what lay before?
Is anything certain in life?

They say, "Life is too short,
the here and the now"
And "You're only given one shot"
But could there be more?
Have I lived before?
Or could this be all that we've got?

If I died tomorrow
I'd be all right
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

I used to be frightened of dying
I used to think death was the end
But that was before
I'm not scared anymore
I know that my soul will transcend

I may never find all the answers
I may never understand why
I may never prove
What I know to be true
But I know that I still have to try

If I died tomorrow
I'd be all right
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

Victoria:
"Move on, be brave
Don't weep at my grave
Because I am no longer here
But please never let
Your memory of me disappear"

Nicholas:
Safe in the light that surrounds me
Free of the fear and the pain
My questioning mind
Has helped me to find
The meaning in my life again

Victoria's real
I finally feel
At peace with the girl in my dreams
And now that I'm here
It's perfectly clear
I found out what all of this means

If I died tomorrow
I'd be all right
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

On Sun 01 Jan 2006 10:56:23a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Ophelia?

>
> "Damsel in dis Dress" > wrote in message
> news
>> They're not gone, they're just where we can't see them yet
>> Carol
>
> I Did Not Die
>
> Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
> I am not there; I do not sleep.
> I am a thousand winds that blow.
> I am the diamond glints on snow.
> I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
> I am the gentle autumn's rain.
> When you awaken in the morning's hush
> I am the swift uplifting rush
> Of quiet birds in circled flight.
> I am the soft stars that shine at night.
> Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
> I am not there. I did not die.
>
> Melinda Sue Pacho

This one's a bit maudlin, perhaps, but still one of my favorites.

Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let Aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I though that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.


W. H. Auden
Another Time, 1940


On another note, my mother was a very beautiful woman. I'm not prejudiced,
as everyone thought so. I once wrote the following to her as she was
getting older...

Glimpses of beauty
as the years speed by.....
Are my memories of
You.


--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
__________________________________________________ ________________
And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

"Wayne Boatwright" > wrote in message > On
another note, my mother was a very beautiful woman. I'm not prejudiced,
> as everyone thought so. I once wrote the following to her as she was
> getting older...
>
> Glimpses of beauty
> as the years speed by.....
> Are my memories of
> You.

Lovely

Why would anyone think you prejudiced! About what?

On Sun 01 Jan 2006 11:26:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Ophelia?

>
> "Wayne Boatwright" > wrote in message > On
> another note, my mother was a very beautiful woman. I'm not prejudiced,
>> as everyone thought so. I once wrote the following to her as she was
>> getting older...
>>
>> Glimpses of beauty
>> as the years speed by.....
>> Are my memories of
>> You.
>
> Lovely
>
> Why would anyone think you prejudiced! About what?

Oh, you know, a son's prejudice about his mother's beauty. Children are
often prejudiced about their parents' qualities, real or imagined.

When my parents lived in Los Angeles County, California during the late
1930s and early 1940s, my mother was approached several times by film
studio reps to have a screen test. She had no desire. She looked quite a
bit like Baraba Stanwyck, only actually prettier.

--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
__________________________________________________ ________________
And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 17:56:23 GMT, "Ophelia" > wrote:

>
>"Damsel in dis Dress" > wrote in message
>news
>> They're not gone, they're just where we can't see them yet
>> Carol
>
>I Did Not Die
>
>Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
>I am not there; I do not sleep.
>I am a thousand winds that blow.
>I am the diamond glints on snow.
>I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
>I am the gentle autumn's rain.
>When you awaken in the morning's hush
>I am the swift uplifting rush
>Of quiet birds in circled flight.
>I am the soft stars that shine at night.
>Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
>I am not there. I did not die.

I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people who
died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see them
later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have a
good life, because it's the only life I get.

(Please understand that I'm not denigrating those of you who believe
you will see your loved ones in some later life -- just sharing that
that's not the way it is for me.)

serene

"Wayne Boatwright" > wrote in message
...
> On Sun 01 Jan 2006 11:26:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it
> Ophelia?
>
>>
>> "Wayne Boatwright" > wrote in message > On
>> another note, my mother was a very beautiful woman. I'm not
>> prejudiced,
>>> as everyone thought so. I once wrote the following to her as she
>>> was
>>> getting older...
>>>
>>> Glimpses of beauty
>>> as the years speed by.....
>>> Are my memories of
>>> You.
>>
>> Lovely
>>
>> Why would anyone think you prejudiced! About what?
>
> Oh, you know, a son's prejudice about his mother's beauty. Children
> are
> often prejudiced about their parents' qualities, real or imagined.

Not something I have heard of.


>
> When my parents lived in Los Angeles County, California during the
> late
> 1930s and early 1940s, my mother was approached several times by film
> studio reps to have a screen test. She had no desire. She looked
> quite a
> bit like Baraba Stanwyck, only actually prettier.

I can see why you are so proud of her)

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
wrote:

> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people who
> died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see them
> later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
> sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have a
> good life, because it's the only life I get.
>
> (Please understand that I'm not denigrating those of you who believe
> you will see your loved ones in some later life -- just sharing that
> that's not the way it is for me.)

All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*

Carol

Damsel replied to serene:

>> I'm not denigrating those of you who believe you will see your loved ones
>> in some later life -- just sharing that that's not the way it is for me.
>
> All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pascal's_Wager

Bob

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:54:01 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress wrote:

> On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
> wrote:
>
> > I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people who
> > died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see them
> > later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
> > sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have a
> > good life, because it's the only life I get.
> >
> > (Please understand that I'm not denigrating those of you who believe
> > you will see your loved ones in some later life -- just sharing that
> > that's not the way it is for me.)
>
> All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*
>
A few of us have the attitude of "when you're dead, you're dead",
which means you'd better make the best you can out of the life you
have now, becasue there are no guarentees of anything else.



--

Practice safe eating. Always use condiments.

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 08:01:07 -0600, Andy <q> wrote:

>Fond rememberances of Anne. Whereever you are, happy 2006!
>
>If I could only get outta this computer habit.
>
>
>Andy
>
>
>OB Food: Good cold sausage/pepperoni pizza.


And fond rememberances of my mother who died in 1977, and in whose
honour we still enjoy "Grandma's spaghetti" (the family name for her
recipe which is only stewed tomatoes with heaps of garlic, heaps of
cheese melted into it, thickened, and add heaps of noodles, salt and
pepper. It may not sound great, but it was her dish and we love it.

And rememberances of my father, who died in 1970. A keen sauce maker
in the days when I would not eat sauces. I really regret that now.

Kathy in NZ

On Mon, 02 Jan 2006 04:46:52 GMT, (Kathy in NZ) wrote:


>And fond rememberances of my mother who died in 1977, and in whose
>honour we still enjoy "Grandma's spaghetti"

er, make that 1997. She lasted another 20 years!


Kathy in NZ

On Sun 01 Jan 2006 10:05:59p, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Kathy in NZ?

> On Mon, 02 Jan 2006 04:46:52 GMT, (Kathy in NZ) wrote:
>
>
>>And fond rememberances of my mother who died in 1977, and in whose
>>honour we still enjoy "Grandma's spaghetti"
>
> er, make that 1997. She lasted another 20 years!
>
>
> Kathy in NZ

LOL! I was wondering, but I wasn't going to ask. That seemed a very long
time ago.

--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
__________________________________________________ ________________
And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

At New Year's my thoughts are always of my parents - Mom, who taught
me to cook (and died so young in 1968) and Dad who taught me to
appreciate wonderful food (and left us in 1999). Everytime I cook one
of her "old standards," it takes me back...and I know she'd be tickled.
Our special New Year's Eve dinner last night was her version of
Scampi. Good stuff.

Nancy T

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:54:01 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
> wrote:

>On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
>wrote:
>
>> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people who
>> died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see them
>> later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
>> sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have a
>> good life, because it's the only life I get.
>>
>> (Please understand that I'm not denigrating those of you who believe
>> you will see your loved ones in some later life -- just sharing that
>> that's not the way it is for me.)
>
>All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*

And you know this how? :-)

http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php

serene

On 1 Jan 2006 17:05:01 -0600, "Bob Terwilliger"
> wrote:

>Damsel replied to serene:
>
>>> I'm not denigrating those of you who believe you will see your loved ones
>>> in some later life -- just sharing that that's not the way it is for me.
>>
>> All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*
>
>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pascal's_Wager
>

Heh. Great minds?

serene

On Mon 02 Jan 2006 12:07:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it serene?

> On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:54:01 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
> > wrote:
>
>>On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
>>wrote:
>>
>>> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people who
>>> died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see them
>>> later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
>>> sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have a
>>> good life, because it's the only life I get.
>>>
>>> (Please understand that I'm not denigrating those of you who believe
>>> you will see your loved ones in some later life -- just sharing that
>>> that's not the way it is for me.)
>>
>>All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*
>
> And you know this how? :-)
>
> http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php
>
> serene
>

hehehe! We're probably all in for a big surprise, one way or the other.

--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
__________________________________________________ ________________
And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

Wayne Boatwright wrote:

> On Mon 02 Jan 2006 12:07:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it
> serene?
>
> > On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:54:01 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
> > > wrote:
> >
> >>On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
> >>wrote:
> >>
> >>> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people
> who
> >>> died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see
> them
> >>> later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
> >>> sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have
> a
> >>> good life, because it's the only life I get.
> >>>
> >>> (Please understand that I'm not denigrating those of you who
> believe
> >>> you will see your loved ones in some later life -- just sharing
> that
> >>> that's not the way it is for me.)
> >>
> >>All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*
> >
> > And you know this how? :-)
> >
> > http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php
> >
> > serene
> >
>
> hehehe! We're probably all in for a big surprise, one way or the
> other.
>

Not really, only if 50 percent of the equation is accurate, if some
esoteric part of our being goes on after the death of its physical
envelope than we may be aware of the process and because of this have
some input to it.

On the other hand, if it don't, or does not, that when one is dead a
cessation of existence sets in and than it do not matter. One is dead
to whatever happens to the constituent elements that made up our being.
One won't even know that one has ceased to exist. Considering the
alternatives its an almost attractive point of view.

I'm betting on the former rather than the later though.

Pure hypno gogic delusion but there you go.
---
JL

> --
> Wayne Boatwright *¿*
> __________________________________________________ ________________
> And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 23:07:07 -0800, serene >
wrote:

> On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:54:01 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
> > wrote:
>
> >On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
> >wrote:
> >
> >> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people who
> >> died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see them
> >> later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
> >> sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have a
> >> good life, because it's the only life I get.
> >
> >All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*
>
> And you know this how? :-)

Some things you just know. It's hard to describe faith.

> http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php

*grin* Interesting read. I don't believe in God out of fear of
eternal damnation if I don't. I don't follow any form of rituals
(unless you count prayer as ritualistic). And I don't believe in
middle men (or women) between God and me. And I think he makes one
heckuva sunset!

I'm going to stop posting about my beliefs as soon as I hit enter.
Thanks for your pleasant response. That's not always easy where this
type of thing is concerned. )

Carol

On Mon 02 Jan 2006 12:30:32a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Joseph
Littleshoes?

> Wayne Boatwright wrote:
>
>> On Mon 02 Jan 2006 12:07:07a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it
>> serene?
>>
>> > On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:54:01 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
>> > > wrote:
>> >
>> >>On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
>> >>wrote:
>> >>
>> >>> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people
>> >>> who died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to
>> >>> see them later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or
>> >>> make me sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined
>> >>> to have a good life, because it's the only life I get.
>> >>>
>> >>> (Please understand that I'm not denigrating those of you who
>> >>> believe you will see your loved ones in some later life -- just
>> >>> sharing that that's not the way it is for me.)
>> >>
>> >>All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*
>> >
>> > And you know this how? :-)
>> >
>> > http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php
>> >
>> > serene
>> >
>>
>> hehehe! We're probably all in for a big surprise, one way or the
>> other.
>>
>
> Not really, only if 50 percent of the equation is accurate, if some
> esoteric part of our being goes on after the death of its physical
> envelope than we may be aware of the process and because of this have
> some input to it.
>
> On the other hand, if it don't, or does not, that when one is dead a
> cessation of existence sets in and than it do not matter. One is dead
> to whatever happens to the constituent elements that made up our being.
> One won't even know that one has ceased to exist. Considering the
> alternatives its an almost attractive point of view.
>
> I'm betting on the former rather than the later though.
>
> Pure hypno gogic delusion but there you go.
> ---
> JL

Oh, please, don't befuddle me anymore than I already am. <g>

--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
__________________________________________________ ________________
And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

>
> >On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
> >wrote:
> >
> >> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people who
> >> died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see them
> >> later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
> >> sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have a
> >> good life, because it's the only life I get.
> >>
> >> (Please understand that I'm not denigrating those of you who believe
> >> you will see your loved ones in some later life -- just sharing that
> >> that's not the way it is for me.)
> >
>>

I hope you are wrong. <smile>

I've bet my life on it.

Elaine, too

Damsel in dis Dress wrote:

> On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 23:07:07 -0800, serene >
> wrote:
>
> > On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:54:01 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
> > > wrote:
> >
> > >On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
>
> > >wrote:
> > >
> > >> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people
> who
> > >> died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to see
> them
> > >> later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them, or make me
>
> > >> sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have
> a
> > >> good life, because it's the only life I get.
> > >
> > >All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*
> >
> > And you know this how? :-)
>
> Some things you just know. It's hard to describe faith.

Faith admits a lack of 'knowing' of 'gnosis.'

With knowing or gnosis faith is not necessary.

>
>
> > http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php
>
> *grin* Interesting read. I don't believe in God out of fear of
> eternal damnation if I don't. I don't follow any form of rituals
> (unless you count prayer as ritualistic).

Well yes, definitely.

> And I don't believe in
> middle men (or women) between God and me. And I think he

He?

> makes one
> heckuva sunset!
>

Well yes, i agree. Sometimes it seems like i am at the bottom of an opal
looking up.

> I'm going to stop posting about my beliefs as soon as I hit enter.
> Thanks for your pleasant response. That's not always easy where this
> type of thing is concerned. )
>
> Carol

eh? its not, "concerned" that is, it is just speculation. The more
poetic the better at least IMO. I have recently been reading about the
perfection of non existence, since the only thing that could be perfect
could only achieve its perfection by being non existent, nothing as a
lack of anything is perfect.

Oh well, have to start somewhere. 0 = 2?
---
Littleshoes

On Mon 02 Jan 2006 01:20:35a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Joseph
Littleshoes?

> Damsel in dis Dress wrote:
>
>> On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 23:07:07 -0800, serene >
>> wrote:
>>
>> > On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:54:01 -0600, Damsel in dis Dress
>> > > wrote:
>> >
>> > >On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
>>
>> > >wrote:
>> > >
>> > >> I feel impelled to pipe in and say that I do believe that people
>> > >> who died are dead and gone, not in heaven, not where I'm going to
>> > >> see them later, and that doesn't detract from my love for them,
>> > >> or make me
>>
>> > >> sadder. If anything, it makes me all the more determined to have
>> > >> a good life, because it's the only life I get.
>> > >
>> > >All I can say is, you're in for a big surprise! *smile*
>> >
>> > And you know this how? :-)
>>
>> Some things you just know. It's hard to describe faith.
>
> Faith admits a lack of 'knowing' of 'gnosis.'
>
> With knowing or gnosis faith is not necessary.
>
>>
>>
>> > http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php
>>
>> *grin* Interesting read. I don't believe in God out of fear of
>> eternal damnation if I don't. I don't follow any form of rituals
>> (unless you count prayer as ritualistic).
>
> Well yes, definitely.
>
>> And I don't believe in
>> middle men (or women) between God and me. And I think he
>
> He?
>
>> makes one
>> heckuva sunset!
>>
>
> Well yes, i agree. Sometimes it seems like i am at the bottom of an opal
> looking up.
>
>> I'm going to stop posting about my beliefs as soon as I hit enter.
>> Thanks for your pleasant response. That's not always easy where this
>> type of thing is concerned. )
>>
>> Carol
>
> eh? its not, "concerned" that is, it is just speculation. The more
> poetic the better at least IMO. I have recently been reading about the
> perfection of non existence, since the only thing that could be perfect
> could only achieve its perfection by being non existent, nothing as a
> lack of anything is perfect.
>
> Oh well, have to start somewhere. 0 = 2?
> ---
> Littleshoes

But it would be better posted in a related newsgroup.

--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
__________________________________________________ ________________
And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

Wayne Boatwright wrote:

Joseph Littleshoes frenetically scribbled?

> >
> > Oh well, have to start somewhere. 0 = 2?
> > ---
> > Littleshoes
>
> But it would be better posted in a related newsgroup.

Well...yes, of course as well as any other off topic contribution. Half
the delight of this N.G. group, at least IMO, is its benign tolerance of
the reputable "OT" contribution.

Offensive obsessing about auszcwitch and nazi death camps really are
inappropriate. Which i did mention to them. And suddenly they are not
here. I quoted the X trace and posted to .

Probly has absolutely nothing to do with me but i did encourage them to
stop posting their diatribes here and now they are not.

I try to talk or write about the abstract as unoffensively as i can.
But i am not as successful as i would like to be. Such intimate topics
are not as readily or as easily discussed so openly as a bowl of soup or
other favorite food.

But there you go, and, never the less, as above, so below, summe quique,
felice navidade, bon nuit and so on & etc..
---
Littleshoes

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
wrote:

>On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 17:56:23 GMT, "Ophelia" > wrote:
>
>>
>>"Damsel in dis Dress" > wrote in message
>>news
>>> They're not gone, they're just where we can't see them yet
>>> Carol
>>
>>I Did Not Die
>>
>>Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
>>I am not there; I do not sleep.
>>I am a thousand winds that blow.
>>I am the diamond glints on snow.
>>I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
>>I am the gentle autumn's rain.
>>When you awaken in the morning's hush
>>I am the swift uplifting rush
>>Of quiet birds in circled flight.
>>I am the soft stars that shine at night.
>>Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
>>I am not there. I did not die.
>
>I feel impelled to pipe in and say ....

<snip personal beliefs about dust-to-dust>

Why? I'm kind of curious about the psychology behind a stated
compulsion to rain on this parade. Why do you care?

Sue(tm)
Lead me not into temptation... I can find it myself!

On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 23:07:07 -0800, serene >
wrote:

>And you know this how? :-)
>
>http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php
>
>serene

Ah, in contrast to your previous statemtent, the purpose of your post
really was to suck people into a discussion and subsequently denigrate
their beliefs, as opposed to your own.

That's not a very nice thing to do to your friends and is a terrible
way to start the New Year.

Sue(tm)
Lead me not into temptation... I can find it myself!

On Mon, 02 Jan 2006 08:20:35 GMT, Joseph Littleshoes
> wrote:

> Damsel in dis Dress wrote:
>
> A bunch of blathering.

A bunch of criticisms.

Thanks! I needed that.

Carol

On Mon 02 Jan 2006 09:30:45a, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Curly Sue?

> On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 10:47:52 -0800, serene >
> wrote:
>
>>On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 17:56:23 GMT, "Ophelia" > wrote:
>>
>>>
>>>"Damsel in dis Dress" > wrote in message
>>>news >>>> They're not gone, they're just where we can't see them yet
>>>> Carol
>>>
>>>I Did Not Die
>>>
>>>Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
>>>I am not there; I do not sleep.
>>>I am a thousand winds that blow.
>>>I am the diamond glints on snow.
>>>I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
>>>I am the gentle autumn's rain.
>>>When you awaken in the morning's hush
>>>I am the swift uplifting rush
>>>Of quiet birds in circled flight.
>>>I am the soft stars that shine at night.
>>>Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
>>>I am not there. I did not die.
>>
>>I feel impelled to pipe in and say ....
>
> <snip personal beliefs about dust-to-dust>
>
> Why? I'm kind of curious about the psychology behind a stated
> compulsion to rain on this parade. Why do you care?

Beccause it's a subject that many people obsess about, one way or the
other. IMHO, thinking about it too much is a huge waste of time.

--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
__________________________________________________ ________________
And if we enter a room full of manure, may we believe in the pony.

Curly Sue wrote:
> On Sun, 01 Jan 2006 23:07:07 -0800, serene >
> wrote:
>
> >And you know this how? :-)
> >
> >http://www.jhuger.com/pascal.php
> >
> >serene
>
> Ah, in contrast to your previous statemtent, the purpose of your post
> really was to suck people into a discussion and subsequently denigrate
> their beliefs, as opposed to your own.

That is just untrue. I was responding to a claim by Carol that I was
wrong about how I think the world works, so I asked her a civil
question, she answered civilly, and we thanked each other. How is that
denigrating? I think Carol is a class act, and I think she knows that.
I don't know where you arrived at your mistaken interpretation of my
intent. (I might mention, too, that it was not I who began this
thread, or who posted my religious beliefs to a cooking newsgroup.)

serene