SUNDAY WISDOM
There’s room for everybody on the planet to be creative and conscious if you are your own person. If you’re trying to be like somebody else, then there is isn’t.
–Tori Amos
There’s room for everybody on the planet to be creative and conscious if you are your own person. If you’re trying to be like somebody else, then there is isn’t.
–Tori Amos
October 13th, 2008 at 8:17 am
“If you remove all the green plants, the Earth will die.
If you remove all the four leggeds, the Earth will die.
If you remove all the winged and swimming creatures, the Earth will die.
But if you remove all the humans, it will continue. That’s how insignificant we are.”
6randpa John Feather
Russle Means Grandfather
Be well all,
October 13th, 2008 at 10:59 am
Sorry. I don’t agree with this. I can speak from experience.
October 13th, 2008 at 11:00 am
Oh Hi Barn. Yeah, humans add a tragic/comic element to the earth’s bounty. Entertaining at least.
October 13th, 2008 at 12:27 pm
Thanks CRC! The Sunday Wisdom drips with much sweetness. It’s resonating with my soul.
Words that came to heart: We must not worry about what others think, just give your heart and don’t look back.
As the song goes … maybe I should sing the Garden Party song. “n’ it’s all right now, learned my lesson well
You see, ya can’t please everyone, so you got to please yourself.”
I need to look up the word “noxious.” I am serious! I am going to let this one simmer.
Brodda, you went deep here. Very scary to think. I would hate to imagine a world without human beings. By the way, great speaking with you today! Looking forward to dem pixs. Keep on truckin’
Hi ya, Monkey!!!!!
October 13th, 2008 at 12:58 pm
I guess I can say the same thing, Monkey, regarding my life experience. However, on another level, she is saying what I preach as the DigiVangelist, “When you don’t stay true to yourself and try to be something you’re not, we all suffer.” Think Macbeth…a great warrior who saves Scotland, but when he is talked and pushed into being king something he definitely is not, all of Scotland suffers. Everyone has a voice and everyone is part of a bigger picture, so respect and cherish who you are.
October 13th, 2008 at 2:38 pm
I with Monkey. Take away Monkey’s bannanas and Monkey’s world ends. But fret not Monkey, I always got a bunch for the likes of you.
Be well all.
October 13th, 2008 at 5:00 pm
Lord God made a man out of dust from the earth. He blew the breath of life into him. The man became a living person.
And my third grade teacher, Miss Wilson read us a story about the creation of man, first the legs weren’t right and he wobbled and fell down, so he worked on them till they were just right. I loved that story.
Actually I think God created the world for us to do as we please, because we were not happy in the Garden of Eden.
Man loves to create in his own way. I still don’t know how he made the camera that captures us so perfectly…..
and the painting of Adam with God blowing air into his lungs by Michelanglo in the Sistine Chapel.
Barn, we are the most significant creatures on this Earth. I think it’s because we can think and argue and reason………
October 13th, 2008 at 7:51 pm
Point taken Anna. However What Grandpa !ohn meant was as the stewards of this planet we should be so humble that we consider ourselves insignificant in relation to Unc’i Maka. And with that I shall make tobacco offering to The Great Mystery.
Be well my friend.
Dugsy? Got pics?
October 14th, 2008 at 9:12 am
Got-em Brodda! Love dem pix!!!
October 14th, 2008 at 2:14 pm
The Great Mystery of the Belly Button.
When God was done with the first man, he poked him in his belly with his fore finger and said, “You are Done!”
Don’t ask me how I know, I just do………
October 14th, 2008 at 5:34 pm
Is that what MacBeth is about? Wow, thanks. Maybe I’ll go read it.
It’s a huge challenge to follow one’s dream because failure is most likely. That’s why so many people are conformists.
Thanks for the extra fruits, Barn.
Hi Doug and Anna.
October 14th, 2008 at 10:14 pm
I never said that was what Macbeth is about…no need to blow some snot in my direction, Monkey. It’s all good.
October 15th, 2008 at 8:28 am
Hey CRC? ACHOOO! Oops. Let me wipe that off ya.
Anna? I always wondered who produced that Pilsbury commercial. IT WAS YOU! Who who who who!
I’ll peel them thar nanners fer ya Monkey.
Brodda, Goin on a trip?
Be well all
October 15th, 2008 at 10:51 am
CRC, Huh?!!! What did you read that to mean? Did I blow something out my nose? Ew. Well, sounds like me.
I just wondered if that’s what Macbeth was about. I’ve never seen it or read it. What did I say that was offensive?
Maybe the part about failure being an option was probably too negative? Sorry, I’m almost 50 years old and I have to face that part. On the other hand I read a great article in the New Yorker this week by Malcolm Gladwell about late bloomer artists, so, hey, you never know.
October 15th, 2008 at 4:03 pm
First of all what makes you think you’re a failure? I don’t think you are. I really don’t think anyone is a failure. I do think we can fail, but that is not always a bad thing.
I just feel like there’s a lot of flying snot in my world lately. It will take me some time to wipe it off and to figure out how to dunk.
October 15th, 2008 at 6:57 pm
Question? When do men listen to old women, hags or witches. The Werid Sisters, ever since I meet you CRC, I’ve been trying to read Macbeth, I have the paperback somewhere, anyhow the only time you should quit trying is when you are nine feet under. I plan on living till I’m a hundred so 50′s only middle age and someone told me I look younger than I am. Sometimes you need to fail at something so you know what you did wrong and can correct it when you try again…….
October 15th, 2008 at 9:44 pm
ACHOO! Scews me. My nose is rudding. Oh oh. AH, AH, AH, AHCOOOOO! I never read Macbeth either. I say all of us EARS ambassadores read the afore mentioned literature.
“Gingerly The Barn accepted the challenge. Fore twas his destiny to indulge in the works of William. Ah but works of William indeed indulged in The Barn. Henceforth The Barn scurried hither and farther in order to procure this masterpiece of imagination. And hence it was never to be. Only because of thine booger that dripeth from his rino appendage, soiled thine pages of said work of art. Ah but The Monkey basked in warm sunshine, pondering the meaning of The Barn’s affliction. “ACHOO!” said The Barn. I have procured a runneth nose, and our beloved Christopher hath experienced the outcome of this dreadfull affliction. “Wipe well Sir Christopher”, was his departing word.”
The works of Thine Barn
October 16th, 2008 at 11:03 am
Absolutly CRC…and I’m not agreeing just to agree
October 18th, 2008 at 12:24 am
Thank you.