Is this the right photo?
For those of little faith.
Just joking with the photos.
You may think I am telling lies and guilty of other things you despise.
I don’t believe in a God made to look like me.
That bribes us with promises of eternity.
So I am bared from heaven for this alone.
By an Almighty God that makes it known.
He is jealous and revengeful as well,
Casting all non-believers into hell.
Threatening our kids will suffer too, for the misdeeds that we do.
I don’t want to go to a boring heaven.
Where there’s peace and quiet 24/7.
The photos are fun my words are dead serious.
Those that do believe I implore.
Don’t wreck my world with your holy war.
This is the only heaven I know.
There is no other place to go.
To be good you don’t need commanding.
All you need is understanding.
Enjoy a simple life free from arguments, trouble and strife.
Appreciate the gifts in the here and now.
They are all you have anyhow.
Gifts a bound big and solid all around.
To look after the gifts take conscious care.
No greed or hate, we must love and share.
I do not care what God you chose.
I am not walking in your shoes.
If I were standing were you stand.
Then perhaps I might understand.
Small gifts worth noticing and appreciating.
No one is evil in my book.
It is the wrong path they took,
Jews, Christians, Muslims as well.
Their family feud makes life a hell.
They make up stories to understand,
What is beyond the intellect of man.
Photos are fun depends how look at them.
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Want a good tip for the human race.
Is My Writing Useless Rubbish?
You will not get better tip than this.
Why make a new New Year Resolution? What was wrong with the old one? Didn’t last years work?
Entering the Tip Shop, Hobart Tasmania. Note the gate made from scrap.
I suggest there was nothing wrong with it. The fault lay with you. The old one was still ok you just decided you wanted a new one.
It is history now.
This is happening too often these days. If your neighbour gets a new one you want one too.
They look trendy bags.
This goes further than New Year resolutions that we did not persevere with to make work. We give up too easy, making no effort to fix anything faulty. We used to make them work. Now we have given up, it is too easy to get a new one.
Art and crafts made from discarded items.
What Has Gone Wrong?
Better Art than some modern art.
Not only with broken resolutions it is the whole commercial system. We have become a throwaway society. If it does not work do not try and fix it, toss it out. If our neighbour has one, we want one too, whether it is necessary or just because it is the flavour of the month, fashions in thing. “I can’t wear that, it is last year’s colour.” “It will still protect you from the weather, but send it to the opp shop ( an opportunity shop that gives the profits to charity) some person will need it that has no big ego.”
Wow about this.
It is not always just the ego that motivates this behaviour. It is peer pressure and constant advertising. Also not your fault entirely because things are made cheaply these days, but not to last. How can you fix it if you need special tools, or they are sealed and have to be broken into to get at worn or faulty parts? With the materials, technology and know-how we have today most machines could be manufactured to last our life time.
More Rubbish someone wants.
The problem is what would happen to all the people working in advertising and production jobs. It would affect every one’s job, no one would be safe. Politicians would have a major disaster on their hands to fix the economy. Only a major world war could get things up and percolating. There is something radically wrong with the capitalist system. How can we protect the ecosystem, the complex biological network of organisms and their environment? The big multinational businesses are designed to make a profit and the men who are running them are out of a job if the company is not paying a dividend.
This is like something out of Star Wars.
I don’t think it will directly come to a world war. We like our status symbols, T shirts with the brand name vividly shown on them. I remember back when a firm gave you an item of clothing if it had them advertised on it. Now celebrities are given them and paid to wear them and all the sheep follow.
what is this
I will not make a New Year’s resolution the old ones have serve me well.
If I don’t need it, I will not buy it.
Be careful of how much processed food I eat. Balanced food intake with how much exercise I do.
Try to stay on my unitarian ethical path to improve my understanding of this wondrous world.
Is this rubbish, art or a mobile BBQ.
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Elvis The King and another Elvis.
The King of Rock ‘n’ Roll Lives.
Pauline checks them out.
The Elvis songs are still popular and the Rock ‘an’ Roll music will live forever. Where did the term Rock ‘an’ Roll originate, I don’t think it had anything to do with ships on the ocean. It was more rocking and rolling around in bed.
Elvis with those gyrating hips would suggest that too.
This is a tribute to the King.
That is probably why parents got up tight about Rock ‘n’ Roll in the 50s. The young innocently accepted it without question as good fun.
Who has been to a drive in movie?
The roots of rock an roll originated from rhythm and blues. Bill Haley and The Comets, Elvis Presley and Jerry Lee Lewis made it popular in the 50s. The movie Blackboard Jungle used Bill Haley’s Rock Around the Clock than Rock ‘n’ Roll got established. When Chuck Berry got in on the act with his brand of Rock ‘n’ Roll sky was the limit.
Car like this no petrol was cheep.
Elvis was the most spectacular of them all he was acknowledged as
The King of Rock ‘n’ Roll.
Some say he never died in 1977 and I agree. I saw Elvis in Las Vegas and after the show he signed Pauline’s souvenir photo of him, that was in 1991. I have also seen him at the Coolangatta’s Winter Sun Festival, 2008.
They are not going to let Rock ‘N’ Roll die’
Unfortunately he lives only in his songs and his impersonators. Some impersonators are good like the one in Las Vegas others leave a lot to be desired.
Pauline in Las Vegas with Elvis on film.
To assess if someone can rise from the dead we should ask our self. How many people have we seen arise from being dead. Then count how many times we have been lied to or been misinformed. We can then decide to believe which ever we have experienced the most of.
The T shirts worn once then kept as a memory.
Sometimes we believe because that is what we would like. The human mind prefers to accept what is palatable. Life after death is a nice thought but you are never going the see the real Elvis Presley alive.
Rock ‘An’ Roll will never die.
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Especially for you.
Love potion number 1965.
Click link to 1965.
Love potion use as instructions specified.
When I asked, “Do you believe in god.”
she said “No there is only a devil. If there was a god bad things would not happen.”
“You don’t believe the stories in the bible?”
“Not all the stories.”
“Because it was written by men for men they made God a man. There is no missus God.”
“So what do you believe?”
“I believe greed is a sin, if there was not greed everyone would have enough and be happy.”
“Is greed the cause of all the problems in the world?”
“Ignorance, fear and greed are the causes of all evil, all good things are the result of kindness.”
“You sound like a Buddhist.”
“Religion causes arguments. Let’s change the subject, or we will finish up fighting, let’s make love not war.”
Not from the mouths of these babes,
By love she meant adult play, it was uninhibited physical passionate engagement.
The word love used loosely, as I often do, is ambiguous the word love needs adjectives to define it. Unconditional love – agape in Greek as apposed to Eros or the word meta the Pali word – like parental love.
My inhibitions prevented me from acting in a totally relaxed and natural way. I loved her and always will remember her free uninhibited love.
Religion gets people mixed up and perverted about their body. Causing natural behaviour to be distorted and can be the cause of mental disorders. Priests, monks and nuns, forced to live an unnatural life, come under a lot of pressure. Recently the Catholic Church has been embarrassed by priests charged with paedophilia.
A red rose has thorns.
I do not believe these people are evil it is what they are afflicted with that is the problem. Removing these impurities and defilements would restore the person. As waste water is filtered and becomes useful so can corrupt humans, in most cases be reformed.
Circumstances play a big part in our life. Life can be turbulent or calm; when we are having a bad hair day we are not at our best. Aussies are good sports men, no underhand play (bowling), when they are winning.
The point is get all the facts don’t be quick to condemn. There is a lot of good in the worst of us and a lot of bad in the best of us, so it is not right for the best of us to judge the rest of us. Who is going to cast the first stone?
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Click on the link below for the music accompaniment.
SONGS HAVE MEMORIES.
As I remember we fitted together like a key in a lock. Until the way-would gypsy in me broke the lock that held us together. I was not ready to nest, I wanted to spread my wings and fly. Like the wild goose Frankie Lain sang about, in the 50s. But it was Judith Durham’s The Carnival is over that was haunting me in the 60s those harbour lights had mesmerised me.
We like to think we are wild geese.
Life is a puzzle, full of ironies, and words are an imperfect medium to explain it. To allowed the monkey in our mind to wilfully swing from thought to thought is not mindful. When one consciously lets the mind recall the past, or purposely plan for the future, it is alright. It is when we let our mind run on auto pilot and allow our subconscious to take the wheel we are in danger of losing control.
Who wants a better stove?
Hurrying to the future is prevalent in the technological world of today. Oblivious of our tasty breakfast we gulp our food to rush to a mundane job. Toiling for more than we need, desiring status symbols or devices we are told will save us time. Time cannot be saved; it is a passing thing that cannot be clung to. Aware, but not consciously aware and mindful, mindful is to be consciously aware, not running on auto pilot.
Full of youthful bounce.
Knowing I am dwelling in the past is not fretting or regretting, it is recalling those passionate hot to trot youthful days, when love was synonymous with romance, infatuation and conquest. It is good not to forget those days and criticise the youth of today. Our vocabulary has improved now we know the meaning of reciprocity. Aware that true love is giving more than taking. True love is one thing that the more you give the more you receive.
Will they fall…. in-love ?
Ignorant of the wisdom of the sages passed down through the ages. Back in my youth I had two gypsies in me, called curiosity and adventure, goading me on. The warm bed the tender caresses forfeited for faraway fields. There is no remorse, only a bitter sweet feeling of what might have been. I am sure I did the right thing; I needed to grow in understanding.
You see a lot when you travel.
Traveling alone in foreign lands is the best teacher one can ever have.
May be this is your Christmas wish.
In my memory she will remain a golden haired girl full of life. In reality I can imagine a grey and wrinkled woman. Our memory can span the ocean of time but an ocean of water has flown under the bridge since the 60s. Perhaps after a long tiresome journey she has gone home to rest. To be a billion dust-mites floating on the morning breeze to sparkle in the morning sun as new life.
A lovely person from the 60s.
I will end my love story here I have revealed enough. I have given you more than you realise, if not what you expected. Sorry if the ending was not a wonderful exciting climax. But this is not a TV romance made to make millions. It is just a story similar to many stories that leave us wondering.
This is the fruity ending, not as you pictured.
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