Some things we understand too late

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I don’t know if my older brothers were unusually cruel to me as I do know families contain both love and hate.They seemed cruel and were always doing nasty things like setting my hair on fire leaving a bald spot [ possibly a crime] or emptying the baby’s pot over my head.
But I learned recently from one that when they began school aged 5 and 4 they were being given help in learning to read and apparently I aged 3 had taught myself to read very quickly.So Ma used to shame them by pointing out my precocity.That seems to have been a foolish thing.They must have been angry I imagine.
I do think making comparisons is very bad for us and causes envy and jealousy.When I broke my leg around that time they offered to run a race with me.I was so thrilled they wanted me it took me a few minutes to understand their little game.Children can  be crueler than adults.
After my husband thoughful;y ascended into heaven, one of them said: it’s going to take you a few weeks to get over this.Still, the housework will keep you going.Housework!! Yahhh.

That’s enough

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1.Isosceles has lost his triangle.He might beat a drum instead.
2.Meanwhile, Conic has been sectioned.The government said they were spending more on mental health so watch out or you will be locked up too.Does locking up sad. worried insecure people really help them, I wonder?
The Red Sea parted yesterday but nobody crossed it.Would the good Lord part it for a terrorist?What is a terrorist? The Governments of democracies use torture now on people who have never been charged.I don’t think we really have true democracy and as Plato said, we’re mostly pretty dumb.But having a dictator does not worl=k.Would
Dr Winnicott or the poet T S Elliot have liked to be dictators? Only of poems I imagine
3. ” Die  Amateur” is my new book linking love of leisure with Euclidean or even non-Euclidean geometry or was it suppository?I suppose not.I also. explain how to die without first getting a degree in Thanatology.It’s  nice word.
Die Amateur has many meanings.Anti-  making everything the province of professionals without denying expertise and high learning.
4.That’s enough,The Edit-her

My newsletter continued

Dear All,
I am sure you can’t wait for my next installment of news and family success.
.I am out of breath after putting away all my groceries,  brought by Ocado.At last, I have some Waitrose food.It’s 3 years since I had any.
My first son who was born when I was a student at Boxford… yes,  he is illegitimate but never mind……well he is coming to see me but not his father who is  a Professor Emeritus.”Embarrassed us” would be apterSo I have splashed out and bought some tinned soup and also liver and bacon instead of  the Whiskas cat food I eat with pasta most days..Alas, I forgot to get any puddings but I may well make a bitter chocolatw mould or a Russian Cheesecake.I suspect it is really a Jewish recipe.The Russians stole their recipes before killing many of them in the pogroms.I find that somewhat hard to accept.How can they have eaten their food when they hated them so evilly?We are not rational

My son is an MP but his name is a secret.From you, I mean.Not from the voters.He is trying his best but with all those other nitwits it’s not easy.If you watched “The House of Cards” you will get the picture.He is married and has six children.Why he is almost like a brother to me.His children are all silent but gifted.One can actually read music.I never even knew you were meant to
Normally I  listen to it but it takes all sorts!
Well, that is my first son explained only four left!
Into the kitchen now
Byee
Kristy = can’t even scalp my won mane now

PS Give a donation to the Red Cross instead of paying me.Thank you

I hope that you won’t  use me if you bake.

My heart  is cracked like almonds are in cakes
Often  they are bought already  ground
I hope that noone here intends to bake.

I used to see small cakes with almond flakes
In the days of pence, shillings, and pounds
My heart  is cracked like almonds are in cakes

But every heart  has got its  many cracks
Every person suffers from life’s wounds
I hope that noone here intends to bake.

And many hearts have been with   fake love  broke
Yet vulnerable and human we resound
We cover up our hearts with a thick cloak

Some are givers, some can only take
Both are needed when we make a friend
I hope that someone here intends to bake.

Some are rigid and can never bend
Some are agile and will always blend
My heart  is cracked like almonds are in cakes
I hope that you won’t  use me if you bake.

 

Somebody copied the title of my poem

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Yes, someone did exactly that.But I don’t mind because probably they could not think of such a perfect phrase themselves.
But I did mind when a company that plagiarises poems and sells them to students in the USA to pass off as their own work. was stealing poems from here.But it was also quite funny to imagine how an essay by someone who writes in American English would contain a poem which would not fit in with that.

Is this good advice?

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Photo by my nephew.Copyright

http://www.refinethemind.com/not-being-well-liked-by-everyone/

 

Let’s Embrace Those Who Judge, Scoff, and Speak Ill of Us

Caring too much about what others think of you stifles your ability to take risks and disrupts your social satisfaction. The funny thing is — whether we invest energy into making others like us or not, there will always be people who don’t. 

Historically, many of the most loved people were also among the most hated while they were alive. Jesus Christ, Abraham Lincoln, and John Lennon were all assassinated for spreading messages of love and understanding. So, I’m suggesting that we’d all be much better off embracing those who will find reason to despise us.

It’s so much easier to do this than to waste our lives allowing the faultfinders to dictate our actions. Moreover, being disliked by people is actually a sign that you’re doing something worthwhile.

Leisure the basis of culture

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Leisure, the Basis of Culture: An Obscure German Philosopher’s Timely 1948 Manifesto for Reclaiming Our Human Dignity in a Culture of Workaholism

 

“Leisure lives on affirmation. It is not the same as the absence of activity … or even as an inner quiet. It is rather like the stillness in the conversation of lovers, which is fed by their oneness.”

“We get such a kick out of looking forward to pleasures and rushing ahead to meet them that we can’t slow down enough to enjoy them when they come,” Alan Watts observed in 1970, aptly declaring us “a civilization which suffers from chronic disappointment.” Two millennia earlier, Aristotle asserted“This is the main question, with what activity one’s leisure is filled.”

Today, in our culture of productivity-fetishism, we have succumbed to the tyrannical notion of “work/life balance” and have come to see the very notion of “leisure” not as essential to the human spirit but as self-indulgent luxury reserved for the privileged or deplorable idleness reserved for the lazy. And yet the most significant human achievements between Aristotle’s time and our own — our greatest art, the most enduring ideas of philosophy, the spark for every technological breakthrough — originated in leisure, in moments of unburdened contemplation, of absolute presence with the universe within one’s own mind and absolute attentiveness to life without, be it Galileo inventing modern timekeeping after watching a pendulum swing in a cathedral or Oliver Sacks illuminating music’s incredible effects on the mind while hiking in a Norwegian fjord.

So how did we end up so conflicted about cultivating a culture of leisure?

In 1948, only a year after the word “workaholic” was coined in Canada and a year before an American career counselor issued the first concentrated countercultural clarion call for rethinking work, the German philosopher Josef Pieper (May 4, 1904–November 6, 1997) penned Leisure, the Basis of Culture (public library) — a magnificent manifesto for reclaiming human dignity in a culture of compulsive workaholism, triply timely today, in an age when we have commodified our aliveness so much as to mistake making a living for having a life