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Monthly Archives: August 2022
Daily Quip
Between fantasy and reality, I’m not sure which I prefer.
The Building’s Listening
This building has a story
Of ups and downs and love gone wrong
Of broken dreams and silly pranks
A childhood fondly lived.
But broken windows and sagging doors
Don’t hide another truth,
Illicit deeds and crimes concocted
Guns and knives and bloody wounds
Death has lingered here.
But now the future has a stake
Windows broken can be repaired
The doors and walls and ceilings too
And then the fun begins,
The floors and windows once again
Will hear the children laugh.
Pouring rains and winter storms
Are not welcome here.
Come inside and sit a spell
Our tale is still being written
This building’s taking notes.
Daily Quip
Faith is not just believed, it is lived.
Daily Quip
Reputations are built on sand. Easily toppled.
Taking Up Space
I was fascinated recently watching a bug outside my window. It was furiously insistent on doing . . . something. I don’t know what kind of bug it was, it had wings and was far enough away that I couldn’t make out any details. Think of a really big ant with wings. And then it dawned on me that this tiny insignificant insect was part of the whole picture. It wasn’t insignificant, it had a role to play. As do I. As do you.
Since the beginning of sentient thought we have questioned our existence. Life is the ability to reproduce, to grow. Existence is a fact or state of living. But of course, it is so much more than that. In its simplest form to live one must only breathe. To have a life, that’s a tad more complicated. Plants and animals in all forms reproduce but humans have the capacity to enhance that life. Reproducing is biological, the ability to love is chemical, what to do with those two can be magical.
We all take up space on this tiny blue ball floating in a vacuum. What we do with that space is what defines us. We are alive but living is what we do with that life. Some people have made incredible contributions to the whole while others have been quietly in the background. And still others believe they have made no contribution at all and yet I disagree. That small insignificant bug is part of a chain. A chain that binds us all together. That insect is as important in the long term as am I. But I’m sure for very different reasons. I like to think that my efforts are significant but perhaps only to me and to those around me.
I remember a news story many, many years ago about a town in, I think, Australia where a neighbourhood was overrun by very loud birds. People were irritated at being woken up too early by these annoying creatures. So, they set about to relocate or eradicate them. They did. And shortly thereafter there was an incredible influx of poisonous snakes. What they didn’t take into consideration was the fact that these annoying birds’ favourite snake was said poisonous snake.
It is the domino effect all over again. I’m not the one that has to make the miraculous discovery but if my words inspire someone who then inspires someone who then inspires someone . . . you get my drift. My comment, my smile at stranger might be one of the pieces of the chain. No person, no insect no comment is insignificant. We all take up the right amount of space at the right time.
Daily Quip
There is a whole lot of Something between Everything and Nothing.
Shady Quip
A woman’s perfume should not enter the room before she does.
Daily Quip
The truth illuminates the lie.
What did I forget?
I know what I remember
It says so on this card
That really is quite easy
The other stuff is hard!
There is a moon round Jupiter
Or maybe that’s the sun
You see I can’t remember
I wonder what I’ve done!
Years ago I knew the truth
The reasons they put forth
Now the problem surely is
My thinking has gone north!
Silly me that phrase is wrong
It really should be south
I hear the stuff that’s spoken
All by word of mouth!
Now I wonder what I meant
What I had to say
It all is going sideways
It seems to every day!
The things that I remember
Are written on a card
It makes my life so easy
When others find it hard!