Thank you CoCo.
Oh I didn't realise Meet Joe Black was a remake.
by compound complex 24 Replies latest jw friends
Thank you CoCo.
Oh I didn't realise Meet Joe Black was a remake.
You're welcome, Xanthippe!
If not a deliberate remake, certainly close thematically. Some reviewer said of the last remake of "The Invasion of the Body Snatchers" -- "The Invasion," with Nicole Kidman and Daniel Craig -- "ENOUGH!"
Hello, Nancy!
What's rotten in Denmark has invaded the entire world!
Thanks.
CoCo
I know why you are here.
You say nothing, and that is good, because I want neither praise nor condemnation. Your silence is companionable. You know there's a time to speak, a time to be silent. Your presence comforts me when, on the other hand, well-meaning friends and family have irritated me with their intended comfort.
Is your name Solomon?
To everything turn turn turn there is a season turn turn turn and a time to every purpose under heaven
a time to embrace
a time to refrain from embracing
Thank you, Nancy -- a good reminder!
Have a happy day.
CC
I know why you are here.
You want to help because you see my need. You worry for the well being of a stray cat. You burst with the desire to bring comfort and joy into my life. Sadness and pain are unacceptable to you; they must be overcome, subdued.
I love you for the above and for so much more.
Please, though, let me rest. I will be all right.
Please go . . . you wear me out, I murmur to myself.
Ah, people with good intentions or a false sense of righteousnes can be tiring.
Just ask Job.
ps l love your writing. How about one featuring false comforters or ones who come to gloat or shake their head in pity glad that they arent you.
For MissFit:
I know why you are here.
My greatest fear has never been that I'm inadequate. I've always known deep down I'm gorgeous and brilliant, but I was never a braggart. No one ever accused me of being conceited. I was just self-assured.
You, however, have always made sweet but subtly snide remarks about me, all the while smiling and laughing, as if to say, "Oh, you know I'm joking!" You profess friendship and love, but my real friends confide that you diss me behind my back. Funny, it doesn't hurt so much as disappoint.
Well, I see right through you. Your honey-laced digs are meant to hurt me, to tear me down. They don't.
Take your toxic behaviors and speech somewhere else. You're out of my thoughts, out of my life . . . forever. . . .