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  TALKING NONSENSE by using words attached to nothing

  by Terry in

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  especially in listening to people who "believe" things (spirituality, faith, etc.

  ) do i hear words being used which are nonsense.. i'm a person who cherishes words in a weird, almost fetishistic way :)i discovered this quite young.

  i was drawn to complicated word patterns and liked to repeat them.

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  "Safeway's the store you should shop. It's where the values are the top. Low, low prices, top quality. Shop at Safeway, you will see!"

  "Little Lulu, Little Lulu, with freckles on your chin. Always in and out of trouble, but mostly always in. Using Daddy's neckties for the tale of your kite, using Mommy's lipstick for the letters you write. Oh, the clock says seven-thirty, it's really after ten. Looks like Lulu's been playing with it again. She's as wild as any Zulu, but we love her just the same! Little Lulu, I love Lulu just the same."

  What I recall from memory, but don't ask me to remember anything important.

  Actually, what I have written is important!

  CoCo
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  TALKING NONSENSE by using words attached to nothing

  by Terry in

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  especially in listening to people who "believe" things (spirituality, faith, etc.

  ) do i hear words being used which are nonsense.. i'm a person who cherishes words in a weird, almost fetishistic way :)i discovered this quite young.

  i was drawn to complicated word patterns and liked to repeat them.

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  After that covering-all-the-bases dissertation, Terry, your head surely must hurt and a meaningful lie down is in order.

  I agree with your statement and have only recently come to terms with my once religiously-fueled, over-active imagination. Having come clean from my early-onset, faith-based Judeo-Christian fervor (I like to hyphenate), I am now capable of distinguishing between fantasy and reality. Yes, the reader avers, this account is reality based, that tale, on the other hand, is a figment of one's imagination.

  IMHO, a good writer can soar with his imagination, nailing down his characterizations and setting and story line in such a way that the reader is convinced the account is a retelling of actual events.

  As to empty words, well . . . [another post!]

  Carry on!

  CoCo
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  My Millions book got a bad review. I wonder if the guy is a JW?

  by punkofnice in

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  not deserving of a half star, march 5, 2016bythomas carrthis review is from: millions now living (kindle edition)slander of others religions is worse than trump.

  instead of being ignorant read the bible and get the answers.

  you are not worshiping people you should weork towards woirshiping god.

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  Greetings, Punk:

  The poor reviewer badly needs a good editor. I'm not volunteering. First, however, some remedial English grammar would be in order so that the editor might have a fighting chance.

  The portions of your book that I have read, Punk, are technically excellent. Do I go to Amazon to continue my perusal of your worthy tome?

  CoCo, content & copy editor
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  Is the WT’s Paradise Earth doctrine a delusion?

  by deegee in

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  the wt’s teaching that humans will live forever on a paradise earth will necessitate that given that there will be no more death, then immortal humans will have to be relocated to other planets in order to prevent the earth from becoming overpopulated.. so how many habitable, earth-like planets are there?more and more habitable, earth-like planets would have to become available on a continuous, never-ending basis ad infinitum as mankind’s population grows given that there will be no more death.. the longevity/sustainability of life on these planets will be limited by the fact that the sun serving these planets will eventually die:https://shar.es/1cko6n.

  http://www.space.com/22437-main-sequence-stars.html#sthash.ejbt1xrz.dpuf.

  so immortal humans will have to keep moving from planet to planet.

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  As to interstellar travel and our dependence upon material goods and support systems, there is no problem. We will transform into Krell ("Forbidden Planet"), who have no need of physical instrumentality. Mere thought becomes a creative force.

  Well, for good or for evil.

  With the Krell, all things are possible.

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  To Scully--A Tribute!

  by Atlantis in

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  if you are a new person to the board you might want to send scully a pm thanking her for her hard work and dedication.

  the boe project owes her for helping it to get started.. example:.

  several years ago there was a website called (dirtclod.com) who had the courage to display the boes right out in front of everybody.

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  Ah! Here's the reply box.

  Kudos to Scully, and thanks, Atlantis, for all you have done, too!

  CoCo
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  Forgotten

  by compound complex in

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  i walked into a room full of strangers.. that, of itself, caused me no discomfort.. what hurt was that the few i did know.

  had forgotten me and our time together.. perhaps, too many years had passed;.

  i should have stayed in touch .

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  Divergent:

  EXCELLENT! Spot on.

  "Forgotten" was inspired from my attending a church funeral. The few I did know I hadn't seen in some 20 years. One remembered me and hugged and kissed me. That took away the pain.

  THANKS!

  CoCo
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  Forgotten

  by compound complex in

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  i walked into a room full of strangers.. that, of itself, caused me no discomfort.. what hurt was that the few i did know.

  had forgotten me and our time together.. perhaps, too many years had passed;.

  i should have stayed in touch .

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  I walked into a room full of strangers.

  That, of itself, caused me no discomfort.

  What hurt was that the few I did know

  Had forgotten me and our time together.

  Perhaps, too many years had passed;

  I should have stayed in touch . . .
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  Animals were created without needing Toilet Paper ... but not Man ... Why???

  by RubaDub in

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  my dog and other pets do their "business" and run away and are happy.. man does not have that luxury.

  any thoughts on why animals were created with the "poop and go" capacity while man has to go through more steps?

  was this perhaps an additional issue that god added on when adam and eve sinned (such as eve having significant more birth pains)?

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  I can't speak for international cinema, but, in American film, actors had no need of toilets until Alfred Hitchcock brandished one (against code, I believe) in 1960:

  PSYCHO . . .

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  Richer Though Poorer

  by compound complex in

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  i have become stagnant in heart, mind, body.

  nothing fits nor operates as it should.

  i recollect, without emotion, the heights that had, at one time, been my surrogate guardian.

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  Now I'm 3,000 miles away and almost 45 years away from that memory. Blessed be the things we later appreciate.
  

  What a beautiful post, Village Idiot!

  I appreciate your sharing that slice of remembrance past. Likewise, I hated Pys Ed, but was not able to avoid it. We all have found ways to make life bearable through dreams of the day or those of the night. Growing up in poverty has enriched my life.

  Love the kitty tale!

  Thanks so much.

  CoCo
  
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  Richer Though Poorer

  by compound complex in

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  i have become stagnant in heart, mind, body.

  nothing fits nor operates as it should.

  i recollect, without emotion, the heights that had, at one time, been my surrogate guardian.

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  I have become stagnant in heart, mind, body. Nothing fits nor operates as it should.
  

  I recollect, without emotion, the Heights that had, at one time, been my surrogate guardian. My impoverished family loved and cherished our land stretching outward beyond infinity, but it was I, more than all others, that took to the dreary landscape. In a most peculiar manner, the dank surroundings soothed and enveloped me in crawling mists, which were more welcome than the evaporating rays of a summer sun.
  

  I, however, am no longer that joyful lad who found delight in the weird and the grotesque. A man in the physical sense of the word but devoid of the erstwhile childlike fascination with a magical existence, I now reside in The City and am comforted with my needs fulfilled and luxuries absent during youth. The view upon which I now gaze is that of steel and stone and glass; its combination in regal, imposing edifices commands my admiring view yet scarcely my heart.
  

  It is through a clean and shining pane that I survey my kingdom as the wild child of yore vanishes from all remembrance . . .