People will put themselves through all sorts of hells just to make sure that we all come along with them. There is a certain relish in increasing your own suffering when you know that you will not be suffering alone.
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Severe coincidences sometimes seem like the only hope in a godless world to still see the divine everywhere.
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One wondrous thing about wonder is that it does not stay, and we go back to plainness all around, so that what was once wondrous is now ordinary and mute.
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There is ordinary love and there is extraordinary love. Oftentimes extraordinary love seems lesser than ordinary love, and arrives dressed in unforgiving clothes, or comes naked but–unattractive.
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Human beings do not have any purpose on this earth, that much can be agreed upon. In order for us all to have a purpose, we would have to agree on it, we would have to–have the purpose. Which, again clearly enough, we do not. Lucky for us, love needs no purpose in order to be love, and all of us being wayward siblings on this planet might not serve any purpose, but it is still profound and worthy of deed and glory.
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I live with a cat who can spend an hour licking plastic bags, most likely because of the sounds of the crinkling plastic as it moves from the darting of his tongue. Every being has its quirks. Adore them for those quirks. Just watch out that they do not suffocate from them, and do not be afraid to point out when they might be in danger of doing so.
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Perhaps the history of religions might have had more use for human beings if the holy people spoke as much about what they thought of and where their hearts were while pissing and shitting as they did of other holy things.
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I am more modest than Sophocles, and say merely that you will probably never encounter a wonder more wondrous than the human life you encounter next. Any human life. You can travel to the ultimate edge of things where darkness and light fuse into one, and it would be no match for the beaming or dull face you find on the next street corner. Probably.
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Humans lived a long time without paints and pianos and were still creators. The worry that artificial intelligence will steal our very creativity from us is an overblown worry, a shoddy argument born of laziness and hypnotism by cheap tricks.
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The sponge used to wipe away the entire horizon has a horizon itself, a horizon of grime and filth, and maybe some glistening suds besides.
Love the Dust 
Oh, this: “One wondrous thing about wonder is that it does not stay.” A stunning collection. I am also grateful to the cat and other creatures for reminding me back to loving attention on the quirks of being. Thank you, friend!
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So beautifully generous, Stacey. That cat’s name is Kazoo, a real odd (fur) ball!
Glory to you today and always.
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For the Love of a Piano
which Mozart could never financially afford
for Himself
it always existed in His mind
where He fell
in love
first
and foremost
and forever.
I thank “god” everyday for evolution… so that the octave range of a piano remains more wonderful for those who are blind… and might see best for listening than for preaching.
You know not of which you speak dear Richard Q! I am a painter. Love is personal. But sure, go ahead a lick plastic with your cat…
No offense intended… but whaaaaaat tf?
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Thank you, Pussy Krampus. I love thinking that I know not of what I speak. If only we spoke always of whatever we know rather than through our blind longing. I like to let my blind longings speak, too. I like for every voice to resound.
The piece with which you began your “comment” will stay close to my heart. That we fall in love in an invisible place is undeniable for me. I have fallen in love with the word in this place.
My grandmother is a piano teacher. I was raised by her. The piano will forever remain the instrument of instruments for me.
What is your dismay? (tf?)
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If I have taken you to task, which I must have, (in a fugue state?) you have been more than generous.
This makes you remarkable.
thank you.
I maintain, YOU have the chops.
I too wonder about my dismay sometimes. ❤️
I love the word dismay… she sounds so stompy.
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I might seem sometimes that I don’t enjoy being taken to task, but I certainly do! I wish all my words were torn to bits by the likes of you!
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it’s not my preferred method of communication… tearing people to bits… I mean. Yet occasionally the philosophical online pep-rallies create a gag-reflex and the word preposterous becomes apropos…
irresistible as it is to point at the moon, here I am pointless…
I will temper my remarks in the future. I apologize for interfering with your voice.
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You need not apologize. You are adding to, enriching this quite new experience for me. Writing has been with me since the beginning. The internet…not so much. I am rather late to this party!
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And if some people who are suffering are stuck in that suffering, who are you to say you are adding onto that suffering with your shallow advice? It’s not up to you to save them with happy happy joy joy. The voices of those who are suffering need to be validated before they can heal. Getting dragged down with someone means you don’t have clear boundaries.
I like you Richard Q.
Please forgive my harsh tone. But Whaaaat tf?
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I enjoy your opinionated response to the variety of my phrases. I think it is important to let a thought go if it comes to you. If we have a sustained conversation, I have faith that we will come to more accord than it seems now. I was not attempting to give “advice” in that opening jot, just a psychological scribble. I like to think of the voice that says such a thing, and think of the ways we could respond to that voice…such as your own response here.
Tf? Again?
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yeah, I went thru the whole Zen “thinking is just thinking” phase a long time ago and it can be helpful, to practice it, to alleviate suffering.
true that.
World without piano and paint (and poetry) sucks, Richard Q. I’m going to cling to this even if I go deaf and blind… It was the process. It was the journey… It was the expression… I will imagine when I’m old… not the destination. And I will say I loved… easily. And it was worth the suffering.
❤️
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Now there’s some accord! Just beautiful.
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I like you, too. Perhaps I will start with love…and not of the “happy happy joy joy” sort!
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Naw… u do what u do. I’m just roaring at ya.
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I can take a good roar. And yours is indeed a good roar!
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Typos. Who are you to say you (aren’t) adding to the suffering…
Testimony and witnessing easily turns to preaching, don’t it?
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Eureka! I’ll take it!
While I do not wish to preach or to be a preacher, I do not mind the voice of the preacher entering into my atmosphere. But I think this is besides the point. I want these jots to be merely jots and not some doctrine.
I would hope that the whole of these fragments would answer some of your dismay.
❤️
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They do. U are entirely lovable. ❤️
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You are loveable, too. And likeable!
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I like this quote from William Barclay, “There are two great days in a person’s life – the day we are born and the day we discover why.”
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It is a magnificent saying. Thank you for this. I will keep these words close to me. Although I am familiar with Barclay, I do not recall this phrase. ❤️
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This makes so much sense.
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It is amazing, the different color and weight sense can have. Thank you. I hope your day has been glorious.
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Yes indeed! Thank you. Trying rainy dreary days are not easy for me. haha so trying to bury my thoughts catching up on posts.
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That sounds like a fine plan! I am also very affected by weather. Like the monkeys at Gibraltar, sensitive to weather signs. I hope it all brightens for you, and soon.
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Thank you so much and it did brighten up, Just been so busy lately.
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I am so glad to hear that. I know how busyness can get the best of us! Some have interpreted Taoism as concerned with just about only this conundrum of our lives!
Keep your heart.
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Oh really! Thank you and I will .
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