Oh, donāt know about that,the fragility of a vision, and the tumult of reception, the plane in Spain: itās a bit too, much too soon, the love that never can say sorry, and soon there be I, much to do, with bouts of nothing: but not me, packing, preparing, dressing, arranging, buying stuff, remembering a time of post cards, of many red and angel haired coverings of fragrant twinkling green fern.
Marry Christmas and be off, for now till next year Iāll off , meno into the sky blue yonder: old world , can I still hear your welcome , restrained.
Have a nice trip. All my best to Cheryl or Shirley or whatever youāre calling her these days. You think you know someone, but they morph into new people to keep things fresh. Or recycled. Whoever you are.
You are welcome to send me a Dear Jane postcard and stay wherever youāre going. The tears have already dried. And my mom loves postcards.
ā¦a way to calm nerves by way of too much fascination causing less clarity then before sipping That brew, incidentally, one graceful turn deserves another.
Fascinating⦠are you in need of a [green?] tea, now⦠to quell the fascination, that brights lights/big cities lure One in with?
I heeded your warning, regarding green-tea and ladies, but I recently found out that it makes for a great facial toner⦠I will be trying that out tomorrow.
A graceful turn? as opposed to having a turn⦠what graceful turn was that?
That turn is pretty general and specific at once, a good turn is meant so many things generally speaking, as having tea as well, especially tea for two, and tea itās self has ambiguity about it because it may indicate a substance which cann turn some wise person into some apparent naive person, an indication that the green movement was fueled by consuming ingredients consisting of mind altering substances.
If it was used widely in Heideggerās time his āturnā may have been appreciated more than what became merely a figure of speech, as he tried to turn around Nietzcheās indication of the will to power and reverse it by the message contained in the power to will, namely, if the sheeple Harv weeded out the dictators by getting to have them consume mind altering drugs, all the blood lost on the battlefields of envy and greed couldāve saved hundreds of million lives.
But here I just used a gracious turn to mean your insightful move to prevent a previous post to be more widely read, for stuff may have been said that was in need to be edited, I donāt know if that makes any kind of sense whatever
The contention lastly of itās literal relaxing effect, heard of it but not too sure of how effective it is, and simply have not thought about it too much, for a truthful reason that being a man, a rugged look is preferable to one that has had positive affirmations about it, as the pretty, slender aesthete type was idealized back then.
After all , we try to emulate the times we live in., donāt we?
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Tea and vitamin D⦠⦠⦠the combination might work-well for you, as in being the original āpick-me-upā.
ā¦I can vouch, as this was my resultant āall-overā bodily effect> āVitamin D supplementation has been shown to provide āsome anti-inflammatory benefitsā as Jagim says, which may ease general muscle soreness resulting from low-grade inflammation.ā
I resist the temptation to bring this affair down to the gutter, by alluding to the benefits of evaluating genetic quality through tea-baggingā¦and proceed to the art of making and presenting tea, as practiced by the Brits and the Japanese.
We have lost this part of the culinary arts with our McDonalization by Americanism.
What is lost, and what is gained?
Thatās why you and he, and many on ILP are nihilistsā¦
If nothing is lost, then continue doing and thinking as you do.
Maybe, in time, you will also become insane and imagine yourself a messiah, solving a cosmic non-problem, which is really your personal problem projected outward into an undefinable whole.
You know, like the āproblemā of who created existence, and how it ābegun.ā
Been there Iām afraid, that is , hm, not afraid, because when his wife found my dad in the crucified position, made me think his yoga couldnāt beat the devil out of him cause he probably took that shot before him, more probably two, that his old grand dad used to ward off that evil eyed one, just another one, off the old block.
Just a supportive anecdote to impress the notion that for some the necessity of avoiding the repetition of history by not paying heed to it is of utmost concernā¦
But Lorekeet just to turn the table a bit, how did your olā grandad-dad come off while facing the devil, when it came time to collect?