Quote Originally Posted by pacfan View Post
Quote Originally Posted by Fenster View Post
Mr pacfan,

One day you will hopefully become a wealthy man, and only then shall you realise all that you once believed to be true, and sacrosanct, was in fact utter bollocks.

Your good friend

Fenster.
Many thanks, Mr. fenster. You never fail to encourage me with your wise thoughts... Yes, perhaps you're right. Perhaps, this 'money can't buy me love' thing (bty, the Beatles taught me that) may not true; perhaps it's just a poor man's (like this poor fisherman) grumble against those rich folks. Perhaps money can indeed buy love, happiness, and everything else. I wonder...
Hope I'll be a rich man soon to find out whether that is true or not. If you're a wealthy man, my friend, please share some of your wealth with this poor chap so that he might be enlightened soon on the matter.

Ok, Mr. fenster, my favorite mod, you may now take off your mod's outfit, loosen your tie and unbutton your collar. You can always be your old self and feel at home in my lair and say whatever you want, just like the old times, and you know very well that I'll still be smiling. I've noticed you've been unusually kind and considerate to your fellow man since you've assumed your moderatorship. I know that's somewhat of a burden for you, so here you can relax and even take a nap...


****************


...and now, to continue with my monologue... (ok, just bear with me)...
I watched a couple years back George Michael on Oprah with his new lover and he seemed to be perfectly happy... then several months later, he was reportedly found slumped inside his car unconscious due to drug overdose. Hard to imagine a man who once held the world in his hand (his song Careless Whisper was the numero uno hit for the entire year of 1985) has degenerated into what they used to call during my time as a 'junkie'... And then, there's Boy George who was seen in the news couple years back, engaging in a community service selling T-shirts after being caught with drugs. Sad, isn't it...

...Just an hour ago, I spilled a large, full bowl of ramen noodles on my couch. But contrary to what most people expect, I didn't feel a bit irritated or annoyed. Why? Because I've been training myself to control my emotions for decades and now, I hardly react negatively to such situation. It might be hard to imagine for most ordinary folks but I even humored myself for it even though I have a big cleaning job to do tomorrow morning. This is The Way I've always been trying to preach here...

BTW... thanks fenster, CFH and Dax for the reps. Always appreciate those cookies...

...gotta go now. oops, excuse for the typos if any, I'm always in a hurry these days...
The premonition was correct too Pacfan;
a chunk of space matter the size of planet Earth hit Jupiter at the end of last month we wont feel the effects if any for a long time as its a long way away. Michael Jackson got pages and pages the outer space explosion got about a paragraph.

In regards to getting upset with inane things or time: Im with you in that.
But for me its not a further exersize in self control its more that I use the faith that Im being well looked after and if something or someone gets in my way then it is there to help me, maybe to disrupt my false timing so to avoid an accident resulting in much worse.

We see people die or worse still maimed from pushing to get somewhere or something a few seconds earlier in their own imagned time.
That exersize also helps bring to light true reality out from the imagined materially experienced duality with all its pitfalls.

I hope all is well for you.