You must not covet your neighbor’s partner

Abraham Isaac and Jacob were the three sons of God. Then god thought that three was too many so he let them die and then he just had Jesus sometime later it wasn’t really later for God because God is eternal and there is no time when he said it to so they all existed at the same time innocence because there was no time

Already discussed Moses and the fact that he was an eruption. No one has ever found the volcano but it could happen again and when Moses comes again which mountain will you go up to find the new commandments? To

I don’t think that you will want to go up Helvellyn. Snowden will be too cold for him I think Orrest head Windermere will be about the right place. We are not a strong as the ancient Israelites because they spent 40 years in the desert and that would have kept them very fit we spent 40 years in front of the computer or a television and my legs where’s the way why fingers get bigger and bigger and your eyes ar as big as

fried eggs.

What will the new commandments be when your neighbour doesn’t have a wife or husbandmm?

Coveting a partner does not seem serious

If people don’t believe in God the they won’t see one or even tree

But I think tm that you must not restart a computer on the 7th day

Your face is etched upon my heart

Your face is etched upon my heart.

I knew you in the morning light

Love is wise but never smart.

We have no need of others charts

In the mornings and the night

Your face is etched upon my heart.

As we waken sleep departs

To see your face is my delight

Love is wise and sometimes smart

Intuition, craft is art

Love is silent, hatred fights

Your face is etched upon my heart

Human Love can see in part

Face to face we’ll see aright

Love is wise love is not smart

Your face is etched upon my heart.

Love is wise but never smart

Is love blind? Who etched the lines?

Sacred, human, love is kind

I did not lift my head

Drawn towards the tunnel deep and dark

if I entered then my life was done 

My voice was mute my choices few and stark

I looked for help but no help  had then come 

Paralysed by grief and fear I stayed

The time went by and I sat still and dumb

I did not lift my head nor say a prayer.

Until I learned a golden light had  come

I was wrapped in love and comfort warm.

No words were spoken yet I seem to hear

I felt absorbed in love and held in calm.

Turn back to Life he said for I am near.

He changed my heart because it had turned black

Love had entered through  a little crack

The late

Trial and horror

The patient woman killed her husband dear

When she spoke never seemed to hear.

She hit him with a frying pan, it broke

Full of eggs and bacon , but not toast.

The husband had long hoped to kill his wife.

Yet he could not cook to save his life.

The house was far too small to kill a cat.

What will the judge and jury say to that?

Do not be too patient with your mate

Otherwise you’ll both called the late

I am patient

A good few years ago I had to have surgery on my eyes and and it was not totally successful but I can see ok with my left eye. In fact that my husband used to complain about this if I could see better than someone with both eyes. It took me a year to recover from the surgery because of my eyes went oval.

When I was recovering I took up knitting and made what I thought was shawls but I found  people were hanging them on the wall. I think I think it was the colours.

Be more ambitious I thought. I decided where you started off with one then you had three because that was easy and from then on you increased twicebin the middle of the row. I had a lot of leftover mohair so I decided to to to make the shawl striped.

As I knitted the number of stitches increased and when I got to about 60 stitches sometimes I wasn’t sure where the middle was and I had to count all the stitches on the needle which was circular to make sure I was in the right place so all went well until I got to about 90 stitches and I need needed to count them again so I began to one of the 49 50 51 52… 80 81 82

Before I  got to the middle my husband me a question about something else so I answered him but then I had to start counting the route again. That happened about 5 or 6 times and I began to feel annoyed.

I said to him,will you look at me. And then I said can you see all this kniting on all the circular needle I am trying to count the stitches and I’ve tried 6 times no lw but you interrupt me before x in the end

Please look at me before you speak and if I am counting do not ask me a question but if I am just knitting you can talk to me or ask me a question

I felt like hitting him on the head with any implement to hand. Then knocks on the head are dangerous especially if you are short sighted.

I didn’t lose my temper and I think if I had lost my temper it would have taken me a long time to recover from it because he didn’t know what I was doing but I wasn’t reading so he thought you could talk to me I wish I could remember what he wanted to ask me now that I am alone. How I wish  he was here to interrupt me.

The Skill of Patience – Columbia Metropolitan Magazine

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Learning to accept daily frustrations

By Thomas Barbian, Ph.D.

Patience is a virtue! Or, at least that is how the saying goes. But is it really? Patience is defined as “the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble or suffering without getting angry or upset,” a definition with several important components. Patience is also a skill. We can work on increasing our ability to be patient and engage in practices to become a more patient person. 

Before looking at how to develop more patience, it is best to define what we are actually talking about. Patience (or the lack thereof — impatience) occurs in response to some sort of difficulty or delay in life that is not going according to expectation. A day can hardly be lived without encountering something that interferes with our plans, and so we might say that the “interferences” or “disruptions” are a normal part of life; to expect otherwise will make it difficult to be patient. 

The suffering of the old

The pathos of her howl cuts through my bones

Dementia is the illness noone knows

For hours of night and day she calls again

The staff are underpaid,yet care remains

Yet should sick people have to hear her. cries

As some of us will live yet some will die

Oh, gentle Light

I ‘ll try to get it right just one more time
You did not converse with me in words
You were simply present with your Light

Nowhere did I feel your power and might
You were no eagle, but a little bird
I ‘ll try to get it right just one more time.pp

Who made our language with its subtle rhymes?
The ancient people had their well trained Scribes
You were always there,oh gentle Light

You gave me warmth, you changed my too fixed sight
A comforter , a Spirit, how describe?
I ‘ll try to get it right a final time.

The agony inside me lost its bitep
I wanted to go on, to be alive
You do not always show your golden Light

We do not know when we at last arrive
We do not reach this meeting place by strife
I ‘ve tried to get it right this final time
I never saw such Gold until that night

Choose not death

The crushing grief when someone chooses death
When life had shown much promise and much hope
Turns the ones who loved to find new paths

Some may sin, encouraged by cruel wrath
Against the one who chose the wicked rope
The shock of grief at such too early death

Others freeze and cannot take a breath
Scarcely moving as their mind elopes
Making then impossible their path

The mountains of deep grief I could not pass
Until a warm gold light caressed my0 heart
The wounds of grief , the sacrifice, the Mass

Do not dwell in darkness and distress
Follow me he murmured while we start
I will help you find a different path

The golden light had brought for me a chart
The sea of life had ripples ,brilliant sparks
The suffering and the grief from such a death
Turned the one who loved onto this path.

The silent indifference of God or dollars

The Argentinian poet, essayist and short story writer Jorge Luis Borges (1899–1986) wrote that all poets are really just one poet, a universal consciousness, a single mind. He believed that our earthly condition is necessarily broken and incomplete, and that our recognition of this state of being is a requirement of our potential enlightenment. He thought that this brokenness can give us a glimpse of and perhaps a path to that greater existence of which we are a part.

The brokenness of existence is Leonard Cohen’s theme. Incompletion perpetually striving towards completion. The agony and ecstasy of love. The silent indifference of God.

A film set in a geriatric Ward based on a play by Alan Bennett

It’s the sort of institution familiar to Eyre from the experience of his mother, who spent 10 years in an exemplary county hospital in Dorchester. “The care was wonderful. The nurses loved her,” he says, sitting swaddled in a ski jacket in an old storeroom at St Ann’s. “But then they changed the policy and said: ‘We’re not having geriatric incurable.’ So they pushed her out to a care home. She was dead within a week.”^^

The hand upon my tiller

Come back to me, my sweetheart
Don’t leave me all alone.
Come back to me, my darling
I can’t believe you’ ve gone.
I’m crying ‘cos I’m feeling blue again.
I’m crying’cos I’m falling like a stone.

Oh, let me tempt you with my beauty
And my voice forever young.
Let me tempt you with my spirit
My laughter and my songs.
I’m crying ‘cos I never did you wrong.
I’m crying ‘cos with you I  still belong.

I thought maybe I’d follow,
To see where you have gone
But there’s a hand upon this tiller
That is not mine alone.
I’m crying ‘cos I wrote this old blue song.
I’m crying ‘cos I’ve been lonely for too long.

The hand upon my tiller
The mystery of the dark
The unknown one who lives in me
And sings like a skylark.
I’m singing ‘cos I wrote you a new song.
I’m singing ‘cos the cat ain’t got my tongue.


Our lives, the dance

We walked in rhythm  as if life were our dance
Holding hands, we smiled   whilst on our way
Exchanging too  a soft and loving glance
We walked in rhythm  as if  love were a dance 
Showing both the strength and  the nuance
I wish my love were still with me  at play
We walked in rhythm, our life  a home made dance
Holding hands, we smiled whilst on our wa

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How fascinating

ADHD can be easily diagnosed. Anybody who is alive in an industrialised country has got this disorder.

If your autistic spectrum disorder makes you afraid of looking into people’s eyes that will be very good if you live in London because you willl meet hundreds of people on the underground everyday. If you met all those eyes you would go mad m

If you are very quiet and introverted it’s a good thing you know society because you never know when the intelligence services are listening to your phone calls and even pretending to be your friends so you will talk to them. Don’t mention quantum mechanics I can’t even find a car mechanic.

If you are impotent at least you won’t get a sexually transmitted disease.

If you lose your voice at least no one will tape you talking to your Muslim neighbour when you want one of their recipes. For food

Never talk with free floatiyng attention but do listen that way

Don’t look with free floating attention because it makes you look shifty and you’re more likely to be stopped and searched especially when you don’t know what you are doing but just watching things freely floating by.

Hi-fi replacement surgery

Do not steal this drawing because you will be persecuted if you do

Alive but has a questioning look in his eye. When are we going to get eye replacement surgery? Do not roll your eyes at me.

This patient looked as if he were dead when he arrived in a coffin but after drinking hospital tea he sat up and shouted why did I marry you when you still can’t make tea and don’t blame your mother.

This lady had a very bad back. She said it will because she was brought up as an atheist with no moral code but Father Brown she is a lapsed Catholic. Does that explain a prolapsed disc?

Moses was an eruption

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Moses was an Eruption I hear.So he had to be kept warm in a basket.
Then Foureyes daughter let him gloat  down on the  River Nile…till a bull rushed him
He  was turned into a shrew and found God.. or God found him
But God would not let him find Galilee so he found Emilee ,Loelee and Phoeebilee instead.
He had many children such as Matthew,Hark,Look and Gone.They were all men and had more children with no wives. Adam did have Eve but  who did Cain and Abel marry? Eve?
Is this what Freud never realized… men used to marry their mothers and later their daughters who were also their sisters,Crikey,what a blunder
Blimey what is this Bible? Libel?
As we were taught in school Daniel lived with a lion and a lamb.I’m unsure if they had children…. it might explain a lot if they did.
And finally Solomon was very wise.It was easier then when there was no judge or jury to stop him cutting a baby in two… well, he was just pretending.
I say,the Shrews were very shrewd and clever.Like who told Adam and Eve what to do before Masters and Johnson wrote that book,Human Textual Despondency?
In any case Adam could not read.In fact they didn’t write either.And to think children here can write so young.Adam and Eve were a bit lacking but they have lots of family
Everybody on Earth… pity they are dead and can’t see us though God knows they’d be shocked if they saw our behaviour to our family

The mystical poet who can help you lead a better life

http://www.bbc.com/culture/story/20170109-the-mystical-poet-who-can-help-you-lead-a-better-life

Shams-ud-din Muhammad Hafiz (c. 1320-1389) is one of the most beloved poets of the Persians, and is considered by many – from different cultures – to be one of the seven literary wonders of the world. Ralph Waldo Emerson and Johann Wolfgang von Goethe both agreed. As Emerson said of Hafiz: “He fears nothing. He sees too far, he sees throughout; such is the only man I wish to see or be.” And Emerson gave Hafiz that grand and famous compliment, “Hafiz is a poet for poets.”

Hafiz has no peer – Goethe

Both Goethe and Emerson translated Hafiz. And after Geothe’s deep study of him, simply – though remarkably – stated, “Hafiz has no peer.”

Hafiz poems were also admired by such diverse notables as Nietzsche and Arthur Conan Doyle, whose wonderful character Sherlock Holmes quotes Hafiz. Garcia Lorca praised the Sufi poet. Johannes Brahms was so touched by his verse he used several in his compositions. And even Queen Victoria was said to have consulted Hafiz in times of need – which has been a custom in the Middle East for centuries.  The Fal-e Hafiz, is an ancient tradition in which a reader asks Hafiz for advice when facing a difficulty or at an important juncture in their life – treating his books as an oracle and opening them with a deep wish from their soul for guidance.

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How Daniel met the lion

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Daniel Spinnett was a newly  homeless man in a horrible  wealthy but cruel country called the Reblighted Kingdom.He had been married once but his wife often  used to hurl his hot dinner at him if he was a bit late home and she also had four lovers into the bargain.When she was made Head of Uncivil Service UK he decided he was leaving her and hoped for a second chance and maybe a child as well with a gentler woman
At first he was truly happy in his new  commodious flat and also with  meeting women on the Guardian Solemates website; all too  soon his firm was affected by the recession and he ended up with no money to pay his rent ; his ex-wife was completely unsympathetic. though she was absolutely rolling in money and men or both !
He went to the Council to seek for cheap accommodation
I have nowhere to live.The rents in Lone-don are so high.. can I get a council flat?I am on job seekers allowance of £70 per week…
A council flat?The man behind the desk laughed sarcastically like a dying flea.
There ain’t no such anymore,mi duck…didn’t you know the Trying Lady sold them off.
Did you not build more using that money,he enquired courteously and logically. as was his wont
Sorry,chum, we spent it on wine, women and bling… gold watches, golf clubs, moats, you know
Daniel felt very upset so he set out to walk to Lightwebbs Forest a couple of miles away for a time of  green beauty and quietness…He fell asleep under an old oak ; he was nervously exhausted ,no doubt
When he woke up a huge cat was standing near him staring curiously
Hello, the cat said in a kindly but loud voice
Hello,I am Daniel from down the road
Well, the cat said,I’m a lion from the circus.We have escaped and we are living here in the woods.
But what do you eat? asked Dan.
Well,we forage around and we find food left out for house cats.;we also have learned to cook leaves and grass over a fire in a double boiler.
The lion smiled down at Daniel showing a light in his amber eyes
You look very thin.Why don’t you come with me to have dinner?
Daniel was  afraid of the lion but he had no alternative in mind.
After a circuitous walk they reached the deepest,densest  most magical part of the wood.There were four lions,two tigers and four  leopards all looking happy
Is this our dinner,they cried excitedly as they gazed at Daniel.
No,this is a poor starving man with no home.
Well.lie down Dan and eat this leafy risotto..
Absolutely delicious,awesome, he cried greedily as he used his hands like a child with no table manners
Then the first lion asked Dan to come with him to his own den.
When they got there he said piteously
I have got a problem and none of the animals here  can help.I have got a piece of barbed wire stuck in my tail and I need a human with fingers to untangle it..
Daniel looked and there was about 12 inches of barbed wire which hit  and beat the old  lion as he walked or ran.Dan managed to untwist it and uuntangle it.He got some water from the stream and washed the lion’s backside where the barbs had cut into him..I have no Elastoplast, he muttered anxiously.The fresh air will heal it, said the lion gently….

And that was how Daniel came to be living in the lion’s den.
He says he prefers it to living with his dominating wife.
He certainly looks fitter than before and is considering asking for surgery to change into a lion on the NHS as there is a lady lion whom he has fallen in love with.No doubt lions don’t get married in church but they do love each other very deeply.
Just go to the forest and take a look next time you fall asleep.
Now the lions enjoy even better food because Daniel has  recipe books and unlike the lions,he can read.They found some old sauce pans at the recycling centre so he can do cheese sauce using milk from the sheep on the edge of the wood,
If you knew what went on in our many woods,you’d definitely get a big surprise..I can tell you

He wants to see me coming

When I realised he had not got a leg to stand on I could have kicked myself

At this moment in time the clocks are ticking all over Europem

When he asked for my hand in marriage I informed him that I am on the autistic spectrum..

When he said will you marry me I told him that no one could foresee the future

I asked him where he wanted to be buried he said in the seminary. Did he have a vacation?

She had a bird in her hand and I hit with a brush.

Many ands make the sentence too long.

She would have been as bright as a button if she had worn a different hat

God asked me why are you here Jeremiah?I said I’m sorry governor but that’s not my name. Then there was a whirlwind a tempest in the storm and a great fire. Alright I give in I am Jeremiah.

She said I will lift up mine eyes to the hills. So I said can you carry a bit more than that?

He did guide me to the right password once.

I don’t want goodness and kindness to follow me I want to catch up with me.