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Thought for the day๐Ÿ’ฅ

Short and sweet
That’s life folk
Sorry about that


You weren’t born to make out someone you’re not. Life is a reflection of what we allow ourselves to want. Never loose yourself searching for greener pastures and loose your passion that you regret. Time is never on your side. To live a life of remorse is shattering ๐Ÿ˜

I wish I could talk to you
Take you by the hand
And make you happy
You look so lovely
You make me high
If I had a wish for you
It would be sunshine to make you happy
Hugs and kisses

Struggles of our Life

Struggles of our Life
Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didnโ€™t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed. Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire.

Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot. He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing. After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup.

Turning to her, he asked. โ€œDaughter, what do you see?โ€ โ€œPotatoes, eggs and coffee,โ€ she hastily replied.

โ€œLook closerโ€, he said, โ€œand touch the potatoes.โ€ She did and noted that they were soft.

He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.

โ€œFather, what does this mean?โ€ she asked.

He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity-the boiling water. However, each one reacted differently. The potato went in strong, hard and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak. The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard. However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

โ€œWhich one are you?โ€ he asked his daughter. โ€œWhen adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean?โ€

Moral: In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is how you choose to react to it and what you make out of it. Life is all about leaning, adopting and converting all the struggles that we experience into something positive.


“EXCLUSIVE MUTUAL(NESS)!” a poem 5 Feb 2019 (Two-s-day)

Are you – a Baptist? – or a Catholic? Come on, tell me true?
Or – Are you an Atheist? Do we have A BOX – for you?
“A NON-BOXED PERSON?” Could it EVER really be the case?
Case in Point: My Friend HAL, of-The-Human-Race,
Who’s “sphere of influence” was – (pause) unprecedented – fo’ sh -r,
But! HE JUST KEPT EXPANDING! ’til-at-death, he’s-6 feet? un d – r!?


EDITOR: MYSTIC POET the House Poet never ceases to amaze our Readers with the truth.


Perhaps we need reminding constantly not to give ourselves *TAGS*


REMEMBER YOUR BLOOD AND GUTS are all the same colour on this planet


AND self imposed TAGS steal happiness, love.

You are all uniquely Perfect, just as your Birthright deserves recognition on Earth ๐Ÿ’ฅ

So, at the burial site, early one fine morn,
THE HARE KRISHNA’s showed, robed – and shiny-shorn,
With garlands and rose water – for an absolution time?
But – THEN! The Mormons came along, calling him “a prophet,” and-I’m,
Wondering: “WHAT IS THIS? Aren’t these MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE?
Hares? – and Mormons? and THEN! Demon Cultists! It’s-so-inconclusive,
As to what Hal is or was or-even shall become!
I had no idea, but his diversity – did-usurp a total sum!”


For, perhaps, ALL THINGS ARE ONE – and classes are all the same,
And, whatever might be “God” above, will never, ever blame,
ANYONE – FOR BEING ANYTHING! Whatever they might be,
Or JOIN – or EAT — or whatever [ ] they like to see,*
For soon – some (really) classy-gay nudists, from a local col-o-ny,
Showed up there (at the burial?) and we went: “Golly Gee!!”
And OTHER GROUPS – Then! Aliens, coming-from-Outer-Space,
Then animals! and transgender-GIANTS! and – witches – filled the place!
And SUDDENLY! Dear Hal AROSE! and-said: “Welcome, All My Friends!

fin <3

* – Censors like to judge what is proper to see or not, but WHO IS TO SAY? In so doing, do not such individuals place themselves on The Throne of Divine Discernment, and HOW DANGEROUS IS THAT? Well, of course, balance may be best in all things, BUT – perhaps such activity CAN be taken a bit too far!? Maybe?

Watch “Francis Bacon Rare Interview 1971” on YouTube

“The remedy is worse than the disease.” -Francis Bacon

“The momentous thing in human life is the art of winning the soul to good or evil.” -Francis Bacon

“The joys of parents are secret, and so are their grieves and fears.” -Francis Bacon
“The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.” -Francis Bacon

“The great end of life is not knowledge but action.” -Francis Bacon
“The fortune which nobody sees makes a person happy and unenvied.” -Francis Bacon

“The desire of excessive power caused the angels to fall; the desire of knowledge caused men to fall.” -Francis Bacon

“The correlative to loving our neighbors as ourselves is hating ourselves as we hate our neighbors.” -Francis Bacon

“The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express.” -Francis Bacon


My friends… I can hardly think straight. The constant barrage of double speak and the incredible disconnect between truth and illusion, the endless need to process my feelings and emotions in the face of concerted march toward totalitarianism and the final solution…a global corporate state whose intentions are to own, drain and destroy our lives, our institutions and our precious natural resources, is a journey that has left me drained, borderline insane and strangely empty…. I don’t know about you all but I just want to go to sleep….thanks for listening.
Deep Peace to you๐ŸŒผ

There is no mystery about True Love๐ŸŒผ

True love is found inside one’s heart and body. “The mystery about love is no mystery at all”

Maybe your struggle with the concept of love is looking beyond for things you believe you wish for.

That’s a person waiting for the perfection of self-perceived expectations.

Kindness is a natural feeling that all humans are born with that allows you to experience the wonder of a stable union between two people that cherish moments of desirable companionship.

Be thankful for the experience to find that fit who wants you to be happy. To nourish you – love you – respect you, for then you have genuinely tasted paradise.

Sometimes we all need time to search for that pinnacle in life.

Most of us have tasted already a different love, and that could be confusing you.

Search different thoughts about this end of your existence to enjoy peace and companionship.

You so deserve a beautiful, comforting life.

Time is on your side, my love.

Use it wisely.

This time has been all about you, and how proud I am you grew from a broken soul to a full functioning man.

The world is your oyster. โค

Love is loving you
The nectar of love
Lay down beside me
Hold me close
So I can feel your heartbeat
Taste your sweet breathe my darling
Tears of loving eyes brush my lips
Like the ocean kisses the south down flow
Lay down beside me
We fit



Years ago a hardworking man took his family from New York State to Australia to take advantage of a work opportunity there. Part of this man’s family was a handsome young son who had aspirations of joining the circus as a trapeze artist or an actor. This young fellow, biding his time until a circus job or even one as a stagehand came along, worked at the local shipyards which bordered on the worse section of town.

Walking home from work one evening this young man was attacked by five thugs who wanted to rob him. Instead of just giving up his money the young fellow resisted. However they bested him easily and proceeded to beat him to a pulp. They mashed his face with their boots, and kicked and beat his body brutally with clubs, leaving him for dead. When the police happened to find him lying in the road they assumed he was dead and called for the Morgue Wagon.

On the way to the morgue a policeman heard him gasp for air, and they immediately took him to the emergency unit at the hospital. When he was placed on a gurney a nurse remarked to her horror, that this young man no longer had a face. Each eye socket was smashed, his skull, legs, and arms fractured, his nose literally hanging from his face, all is teeth were gone, and his jaw was almost completely torn from his skull.

Although his life was spared, he spent over a year in the hospital. When he finally left, his body may have healed but his face was disgusting to look at. He was no longer the handsome youth that everyone admired.

When the young man started to look for work again he was turned down by everyone just on account of the way he looked. One potential employer suggested to him that he join the freak show at the circus as The Man Who Had No Face. And he did this for a while. He was still rejected by everyone and no one wanted to be seen in his company. He had thoughts of suicide.

This went on for five years. One day he passed a church and sought some solace there. Entering the church he encountered a priest who saw him sobbing while kneeling in a pew. The priest took pity on him and took him to the rectory where they talked at length. The priest was impressed with him to such a degree that he said that he would do everything possible for him that could be done to restore his dignity and life, if the young man would promise to be the best Catholic he could be, and trust in God’s mercy to free him from his torturous life. The young man went to Mass and communion every day, and after thanking God for saving his life, asked God to only give him peace of mind and the grace to be the best man he could ever be in His eyes.

The priest, through his personal contacts was able to secure the services of the best plastic surgeon in Australia. There would be no cost to the young man, as the doctor was the priest’s best friend. The doctor too was so impressed by the young man. Whose outlook now on life, even though he had experienced the worst, was filled with good humor and love. The surgery was a miraculous success. All the best dental work was also done for him.

The young man became everything he promised God he would be. He was also blessed with a wonderful, beautiful wife, many children, and success in an industry which would have been the furthest thing from his mind as a career, if not for the goodness of God and the love of the people who cared for him.

This he acknowledges publicly.


Note: This story has circulated the Internet for many years and has been attributed to Paul Harvey as its writer. According to TruthorFiction.com, this is not a true story (the story originally stated it was about the actor, Mel Gibson, and inspired the movie he directed, titled, “The Man Without A Face”).