a description of simple events that have been underestimated

today i was walking across the street, minding my own business and thinking happy thoughts about heath ledger, when out of nowhere i feel the nose of a car grazing my thigh. there was alot of honking and the lady was going pretty fast until she realised somebody was there. we caught each others eyes- wide as they can possibly be- and i walked off in a state of shock.

this is stupid, i know- people have been closer to death (or otherwise injury) but i could not help myself but begin to understand how lucky i am to have limbs and breath in my lungs! this is the happiest day ever! how can one pause from a lady save my life? it is amazing! i love my life! i love you! i love the trees and the bunnies! how ungrateful we are not to give thanks with every breath, how wrong we are to not love everyone as much as we love ourselves, and try to understand everything. I LVOE LIFE!!

and earlier- i was at a starbucks for lunch, and as i sat this lady and her adorable little boy were sitting down nearby. while i was at the cash register, the boy took my friends seat and the mother apoligised but i assured her in the kindest way that it was okay (though it took up much of our unsubstantial time). i realised i had left my sweater there later but i realised that she must have brought it to the counter-which she did indeed! its little things like this that make the world go round!

peace, love, much happines, and coffee

  • your hippy trees :smiley:

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The moment you open your eyes in the morning, it’s already a good day. :smiley:

JT

i had never thought about this,but now i know. near death experiences cause this feeling. i know this because of after i came outta the hospital that evening-my last car ride ever with one horrible exeption- i actually told my family i loved them. this is good thing,yet it is sick because we had long since ‘grown out of that.’ the last it remember saying stuff like that amoungst my family was when i was like 11 or some shit.anyway more than 10 years ago. now a days we cant say this or 1)were gay(thanks alot to fags) 2)we show ‘weakness’ and are ripped up
3)get just as embarrast as hell. for some people waveing thier d*** at a crowd is less humiliateing…

well i’m done.

:astonished: i dont appreciate you using that discriminating word for “homosexuals” in my thread.

It’s not the fucking fags, it’s the fucking heteros reacting to the fucking fags.

[size=75]Whoops - Sorry Embrace.[/size]

embracetrees,

Beautiful post.

Yea i know how you feel, when i was younger, i broke my ankle playing basketball and was in a cast for 2 months. Now almost everyday i’m thankfull for having working legs lol, it’s like they say, “you never know what you have, untill it’s gone” or in your case, almost gone lol :wink:

By defending them,you side with them, and condone thier disgustingacts.And you dont react to things that sicken you?

Hi Drift,

I’m not sure what you mean by “side with them,” but I hardly think that respecting a person’s integrity and moral choices as their own equals siding with them and supporting them in their so-called “disguting acts.”

I don’t have to agree with a gay man that having sex with another man is good and pleasureable to be able to love him and respect him. I have gay friends with whom I disagree morally, yet I can coexist with them.

I don’t call them fags, because they are people, and i respect them as such. embracetree’s protest was a valid one, because you show an absolute lack of personal integrity by calling homosexual persons “fags.”

btw, embracetrees, that was a beautiful post.

thank you orangebowl, for saying everything on my mind. we will be good friends… :smiley:

I should hope so, friends seem to be in short supply on the beloved ILP forums. Everyone’s so hostile around here. :wink:

i wish i had a near-death experience. near-death experience stories are always the most interesting.

no wait, second most.

sleepwalking stories are the most interesting stories.

i wish i sleepwalked too.

Slow down, you move too fast.
You got to make the morning last.
Just kicking down the cobble stones.
Looking for fun and feelin’ groovy.
Hello lamppost,
What cha knowing?
I’ve come to watch your flowers growing.
Ain’t cha got no rhymes for me?
Doot-in’ doo-doo,
Feelin’ groovy.
Got no deeds to do,
No promises to keep.
I’m dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me.
Life, I love you,
All is groovy.

Simon and Garfunkle aside, be careful Embracetrees! You are a light in this forum, and I don’t want to see you dimmed prematurely!

Shalom!