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Appreciating Worthy Intention.

Fairy Nice.

Fairy Nice.

 Mr Cottrell’s heart was in the right place but his head was in the clouds. On reflection I would not call him mister he was only about eighteen and full of the fervent fever of one who has just found God. I was only a kid and could not imagine a god being lost. As from what I knew about gods, they were like Supermen some were nudists living on mount Olympus, Zeus was the boss and tossed thunderbolts all over the sky when he was upset. I was told these gods were myths. I was not sure what myths were but thought they were something like the Tooth Fairy, not to be taken too seriously unless you had a loose tooth. Then if you knew what was good for you, you were a strong believer in the Tooth fairy.

A little community hall like this.

A little community hall like this.

The little community hall was reserved on Sunday by the local multi denominational Christian Church group. That is where Mr. C. held Sunday school for the kids. I always attended the last few meetings before Christmas and was invited to their Christmas picnic. I liked the bible stories almost as much as Jack in the Bean Stork, Snow White and the seven dwarfs and Little Red Riding hood. I knew an ordinary hat would blow off riding a horse, what I perplexed me was she did not have a horse. I was always asking why and trying to find out things. Not like Bobby Bacon, the boy everyone, except me and Mr. C., called Piggie, I tried to keep in good with Mr. C. but Bobby would ask all these difficult questions. “How could, Noah fit all the animals in the world on a boat.” “It was a big boat.” Said Mr C. “But tigers would eat the deer.” “He kept them in cages.” “Elephants would break out of cages and eat all the food and where would he keep the food?”  Mr. C. was never stuck for an answer he just said “All things are possible with God on your side.

Is this Noahs arc?

Is this Noahs arc?

I told Bobby to shut-up or he would miss out on the Christmas picnic, like me that was the main reason he came along and I think his Mum give him a bit of a push. My Mum did not need to push me she said “When you do anything it should be for the right reason. Like in the Pinocchio movie, ‘always let your conscience be your guide.’ That movie was a memorable occasion in my life; it was the only movie Mum took me to see. Still my appetite for picnic food had more influence on me than my conscience.

Everyone nose Pinocchio.

Everyone nose Pinocchio.

I was a cunning kid. If I knew what I now know, as is often said by people seeing the errors of their youth, I would have missed out on a lot of fun. It is no good regretting the past.’ Even if we could turn back we’d probably never end up back where we started.’ I think that line is plagiarised but what has not been said before, in some way. I diverge, getting back to that ignorant kid he was a good normal boy learning about life in a perplexing, contradictory world.  In this world the blind do their utmost to help those struggling to understand to see it as they do.

Tooth Fairy

To tell Mr, Cottrell I am more interested in going to the picnic than your bible stories. Those stories are no different to me than myths and legends and I prefer to follow the ethical teachings of the Buddha. Can I still come to the picnic? Who knows what the outcome would have been. I am so pleased we cannot go back and meddle with the past. It was confusing enough without additional interference.

We need no strings needed to dance.

We need no strings needed to dance.

Mr. Cottrell was a sincere, kind young person spreading his joy of finding a guiding light. He gave up his time sharing what he believed in with the likes of Piggie and me. It is the intention not the action that gives the deed its value. Like Mum said,” When you do anything it should be for the right reason.”  Why do I write these posts? For the same reason Mr. C. told me stories. We are all well-meaning, but maybe like Piggie, we only want to be happy and party. Bobbie probably grew into a well-meaning hedonist and lots of fun at a social gathering.

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G’day Bobbie

This is basically a true story but the memory is not to be relied on with impunity.  Also stories do need a bit of artistic licence to be at all interesting. When writing about myself I can handle the truth like a contortionist handles his body or a juggler his balls. 

Fairies and dragons I could not show the contortionists

Fairies and dragons I could not show the contortionists

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This is a Photoshop mirical.

This is a Photoshop mirical.

   Do you believe in fairies?

down to earth view of our garden.

down to earth view of our garden.

If you have read my blog you will know I do not believe in the supernatural, just the facts. So there are no fairies at the bottom of our garden. But some strange things are happening a photo of a dish of fruit was gmailed to me from Google, taken on my iphone, great idea, Google you have done it again. This is not magic but it is close to it.

The wonderful world.

The wonderful world.

Things these days make it hard to believe our eyes. Working on my P.C. and out of the blue a message comes up on the monitor telling me not to switch off, updates are down loading from Microsoft. Has the machine got a mind of its own? There is a logical reason I just do not know all the tricks. I do know some of Photoshop’s tricks that look like magic.

The Hyacinth flower lasts only one day.

The Hyacinth flower lasts only one day.

I want you to reassure me there are no fairies, elves or little people invading my home. I have some little people decorating the garden made out of clay they are not to blame. You can check them out if you like.

In our water garden.

In our water garden.

Could some mischievous goblin have taken my camera into the garden and had some fun at my expense. Look at these pictures; I am now over eighty years young, could I bend down low enough to take them.

Under our van Matilda.

Under our van Matilda.

Pauline my pommepal believes I am capable of getting up to many things but doubts that I could get down that low. There has to be a logical explanation, may be I am getting old-timers dis-ease. Do you think Pauline is having a joke with me? This is something for you to explain, who took the photos? How could someone take photos from an ant’s perspective? When I put photos in my blog I always use my own or acknowledge. As I did in the post The Montage of Religion to make that montage I got some of the pictures from the internet.

Reflect on this photo it is not Photoshoped.

Reflect on this photo it is not Photoshoped.

These photos are a different way of seeing things. We get attached in the way we view the world. The world is constantly changing and we need to try and adjust. Accepting the useful logic and rejecting the unacceptable nonsense. Believing in the logic of today not stuck in obsolete old ways. Consider all the visual angles and other aspects of our life. The detrimental parts of the old myths and fairytales can then be discarded.

This is the low down on fairytailes.

This is the low down on fairytailes.

Fairy stories can be entertaining and may have some moral lessons we can use. As long as we understand what is fact and what is fiction we will not argue about irrelevant stupidity.  Magic and miracles all have an explanation if we can see through the trickery, sleight-of-hand, deceit and subterfuge. Mysteries exist that man cannot explain and a hypothesis is put forward to work by. With advancements in understanding the old ideas are replaced by feasible ones.

A fairytail or a naughty gnomes trail.

A fairytail or a naughty gnomes trail.

People are naturally reluctant to change and some people have ulterior reason to not want change. Men in high positions of power suppress the facts that would put them out of business. They suppressed truth and their followers are encouraged to continue in their ignorance. Fear and promises are used to keep their gullible supporters under their control. Greed, fear and ignorance are the three poisons our magnificent natural world is stressed by. If as individuals we do not yield to the evil of greed, bribery or fear, remaining reciprocal, unbiased and learning from all of life teachings, the world will benefit.

looking up at all the angles.

looking up at all the angles.

While greed and lies prevail and men fight over the small issues of power, the hungry starve and nature suffers under the pressures of a system based on acquisition. Fairies in our garden are for the enjoyment of children. Adults can have a laugh too and then look at all the angles without fairies, angels and divine messengers. Arguing about who created our wonderful world is destroying it. By taking only what you need appreciating and sharing natures wondrous free gifts. Our individual personal actions may make our world a better place. 

Follow The Path to contentment.

Follow The Path to contentment.

http://www.thebigview.com/buddhism/eightfoldpath.htmlto  I would recomond following this path.

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