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Into Haikus?

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Is anyone out there into Haikus? A haiku is a Japanese poem made up of three lines. The first line consists of five syllables; the second line, seven syllables, and the third line five syllables. Each line relates to the other to depict a statement of some kind. For instance, here’s one I wrote a few years ago after tasting red snapper for the first time.

Dinner was superb

Red snapper on the menu,

Tasty on the tongue.

And here’s one I wrote yesterday after being hacked.

The happy hacker

Is missing his common sense

What a nincompoop!

I find it fun and brain teasing to come up with these little three liners. I’d love if someone would send me one of their haikus.

Happy Saturday.

Pet Peeves

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I have a pet whose name is Peeves. He reminds me of life’s little annoyances:

Fine print…trying to hide the actual facts

False advertising…tell it like it is

Fake news…ditto

Blatant lies…ditto

Telemarketers…terrible timing

Enough said.

Peeves is a figment of my imagination but pet peeves are not, though it would be nice if they were.

Happy Saturday.

A Little Bit of Magic

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Have you ever wanted to wave a magic wand to make a certain something appear or disappear? When I saw this little guy on Pinterest, my imagination ran away with me and I captioned him with:

“Abracadabra! Covid19 Disappear!”

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This was originally posted to my Facebook page, but then I realized not everyone sees that, hence this post. Sometimes we just need to have a bit of fun in our lives, and a touch of humor. Enjoy the rest of your day.

A Concept of God?

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This came my way yesterday and to my mind certainly provides food for thought. Happy Sunday.

  • In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other: “Do you believe in life after delivery?” The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.”

    “Nonsense,” said the first. “There is no life after delivery. What kind of life would that be?”

    The second said, “I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths. Maybe we will have other senses that we can’t understand now.”

    The first replied, “That is absurd. Walking is impossible. And eating with our mouths? Ridiculous! The umbilical cord supplies nutrition and everything we need. But the umbilical cord is so short. Life after delivery is to be logically excluded.”

    The second insisted, “Well I think there is something and maybe it’s different than it is here. Maybe we won’t need this physical cord anymore.”

    The first replied, “Nonsense. And moreover, if there is life, then why has no one ever come back from there? Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery, there is nothing but darkness and silence and oblivion. It takes us nowhere.”

    “Well, I don’t know,” said the second, “but certainly we will meet Mother and she will take care of us.”

    The first replied “Mother? You actually believe in Mother? That’s laughable. If Mother exists then where is She now?”

    The second said, “She is all around us. We are surrounded by her. We are of Her. It is in Her that we live. Without Her, this world would not and could not exist.”

    Said the first: “Well I don’t see Her, so it is only logical that She doesn’t exist.”

    To which the second replied, “Sometimes, when you’re in silence and you focus and listen, you can perceive Her presence, and you can hear Her loving voice, calling down from above.”

    Maybe this was one of the best explanations of the concept of GOD.

An Odd Ode

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Not one to let a day go by without putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboards), here is an attempt at putting Covid-19 in perspective from my point of view.

Ode to Covid-19

It’s been nearly ten weeks now

Since I’ve been out the door

to visit all the places

I frequently explored.

My mind is playing tricks on me

I thought today was Sunday

and went online to church today

but it’s already Monday.

I’ve been told to “Stay at home!” 

’cause I’m considered old

which wasn’t what I thought I was

until Corona Virus took its hold.

“Stay home and social distance

if someone comes your way,

and don’t forget to wash your hands

several times a day!”

My hands are very chapped and dry

from all that soap and water;

to add excitement to my life

I bought a teeter-totter.

The problem is there’s no one here

to weight the other end;

in order to get up again

I have to just pretend.

Which brings me to the closure

of this rambling bit of verse;

I hope my mind can stay the course

if this Virus gets much worse!
 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happyday

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Have you ever wished there were more days in the week? What if we were to take our week and shorten each weekday, plus Saturday by four hours making twenty hour days? Sunday would remain twenty-four hours. With the twenty-four saved hours we could have a new day between Saturday and Sunday, giving us a three day weekend.

What to call the new day? Happyday.

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Happy Saturday.

A New Song

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Did you know that singing is good for the soul? Singing also relieves stress, exercises the lungs, and decreases depression. All this is my own opinion, but it works for me. And take this little guy…can’t you just hear him? (Of course, he could just be waiting to be fed but I prefer to believe that he is singing a new song).

More Thomas Kinkade Quotes

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Thomas Kinkade was known as the Painter of Light because of the beautiful hints of light in all of his paintings. Here are a few more of his quotes.

Feed your heart with beauty.

Somewhere out there is a unique place for you to serve, a unique life role for you to fill.

Condition yourself for joy by doing little things you love on a regular basis.

Even the most mundane tasks can be transformed into inspiring sources of joy.

Opening our eyes to beauty really means opening our hearts and imaginations.

Beauty enters your heart to all the senses. 

Keep your eyes open for the signs of spiritual reality hiding behind a familiar disguise.

Only you can make your particular contribution to humankind.

We live far more joyfully when we allow ourselves a playful spirit.

Don’t be afraid to go deep, to dig out a spiritual reality that might not be readily discernible at first glance.

More to come.