Love

Thank you, evilbeth. I agree, 'fonly…
But, perhaps, as more and more people understand this and apply it to their lives, that will change.
With all of the things that have happened in my life over the years, the deaths, the joys, the losses, the gains, all of it; I can say still that love is always worth it.

Johnny, dear. :frowning: I’m not Him, but I’ll do my best to answer you. He doesn’t hang up the phone, we humans do. He has written, it’s called the Bible; lots of good stuff to read there. And, for all you know, He has that special someone for you to love, you just haven’t met her yet. Or, you’ve met her, and don’t realize yet that she’s the one. Give it time.

MysterEcks, you dear sweet man. :frowning: Is there anything I can do? Talk your ear off? Listen to you talk mine? I’m here. I have always liked you too. I hate to tell you, but S&G lied to us all about that. When you get to that point, you’re dead. The price is too high.

Thank you, hardygrrl. I know what you mean, and I hope so too, for both of you. Glad you’re still grinning.

{{{{{{beth}}}}}}
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{{{{{{Rich}}}}}}
{{{{{{hardygrrl}}}}}} <sorry, don’t know your IRL name>

Love puts the air in the hot air balloon, making it rise to the sky and float on gossamer wings. But it’s also the heating of that air that makes it rise ever higher. So, there is a balance, and pain can turn to gain, if we’re only willing to give it a chance.

Hello, TN*hippee! Welcome back, and thank you. That has always been one of my most favorite chapters in the bible. Yes, we shouldn’t give up trying. And, I’d have to agree about the really dangerous folk, love 'em from a distance. :slight_smile:

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And I gotta say this:
Simon & Garfunkle didn’t “lie” in I Am A Rock.
That was irony.
Peace,
TN*hippie

Welcome back, Purplebear! I must say, the boards just ain’t the same without you.

And I’ll join in with everyone else by saying kudos on the passage selection! This was definitely a nice message to see as soon as I got online.

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just a book of love, purplebear. sometimes the doctors forget to prescribe humour.

I know that, TN*hippee. It is, but when someone takes it seriously, it’s time to point that out. Forgive my poor choice of words.

Hello, Jester! Glad to be here. Thank you. Blush And a hug too! Mmmm…

That they do, rocking chair, that they do. My daughter wants to read it next. :slight_smile:

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{{{{{{Jester}}}}}}
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And major hugs for anyone else who wants them, and those who don’t. :slight_smile:

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Welcome back, purplebear!

purplebear just zoomed to the top of my “Admired from Afar” list.

Thanks for the reminder that it’s not just about fighting ignorance with cold knowledge, but that it’s also about fighting our ignorance of one another.

From the introduction to “A Course in Miracles”:

*The opposite of love is fear, but what is all-encompassing can have no opposite.

Nothing real can be threatened.
Nothing unreal exists.
Herein lies the peace of God. *
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Thank you, purplebear–you are truly one of the nicest people around. I’m fine, though–cynical on the subject of love, perhaps, but fine.

(Except for my lame attempts at humor, which aren’t so fine. Lemme try this again:

“How can I love you when you won’t lie down?”
(Misquotation of Dionne Warwick)

C’mon–somebody laugh.)

I’m giggling madly, MrE!

Is that better?

((((((MysterEcks))))))

And…whoever she is, she didn’t deserve you.

Scotti

Scotticher said:

It’s not as good as making you blow a mouthful of coffee onto your monitor, but it’ll do. :smiley:

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That’s what they all say–they don’t deserve me. 'Course, they also claim they don’t deserve low pay, gray hairs, or menstral pain, so I get the definite impression it isn’t a compliment.

Wow! I really haven’t been paying much attention lately!
Nice to see you again PB.
I’m glad things are lookin better for you and yours.

“Love is the only rational act.” - ???

Well, I DID that, love. I am just too much of a lady to have said so. And it was a latte, which costs WAY too much money. So, consider yourself fully appreciated. After all, when a Scottish woman is willing to sacrifice a mouthful of expensive latte for you…

All right, now you are being silly. She didn’t deserve you, or she’d still be WITH you.

Wanna play pinochle?

:slight_smile:

Much Love,

Cheri

Scotticher said:

I am much too good for anyone who’d actually have me. Or something like that.

I’m gonna refrain from using this as a metaphor of some sort–trust me, that isn’t easy–and just say that I don’t know how to play pinochle. I’m a poker man, myself.

[free association]

Years ago two of my group of poker players from college got married to each other. At the reception the rest of us were on the verge of yelling “POKER!” at them, but just in time we realized this might well be misheard and mistranslated by some of the other guests.

[/free association]

Sheesh, what IS it with pinochle?

I just can’t seem to find ANYONE to play with me.

I’m getting severely depressed here.

:frowning:
Scotti

Too bad you live so far away Scotti, or ** Mrs. B ** and I would be glad to trounce you and your co-victim of choice at Pinochle. In fact it’s been so long since we’ve had anybody to play with, I’m not sure I remember how.

Of course you do know the first rule of Pinochle don’t you?
Play does not commence until the pitcher of margaritas is on the table. :smiley:

Sorry, Scotti. I play a mean game of Saratoga (also known as Contract Rummy, I believe), if that’s any help.

So,let me get this straight,

I either have to drive to Oregon and find a partner in order to play pimochle with Bumbazine, and the Mrs. or I need to learn to play Saratoga rummy?

Hmmmm.

pimochle?

I don’t know how to play that…I meant to say PINOCHLE.

:rolleyes::