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"Babe, will you please stop leaving your damn . . ."
"what honey? I didnt hear you, im getting in the shower"
"Nothing, sweety . . .good morning . . ."
Trince
Trice
Thrice
Twice
Dice
Rinse
Rice
Nice
"milks gone!?"
"oh im sorry honey, I gave the last to Paul - use the powdered stuff, theres still some in the cupboard. I'll stop on the way home after work, theres a few things I wanna pick up anyway."
"why cant Paul use the . . . And why do you keep feeding him on the counter? He makes a mess every time! . . .ya know, its a myth that cats need milk"
"aaww, did somebody wake up a wittle grouchy wouchy this morning?"
*kiss
"Love you, I'll be a little late tonight"
"Love you too, be safe"
Mango
Tango
Durango
Blanco
Bronco
Wango
Ford
"Oh for fucks sake!! . . . .guess I didnt want a hot shower anyway!"
1 year ago. Wednesday, February 21, 2024 at 12:45 PM
"The Japanese have a word, yūgen, which has no English equivalent whatsoever. Yūgen is, in a way, digging change.
It’s described poetically:
You have the feeling of yūgen,
when you see out in the distant water,
some ships hidden behind a far-off island.
You have the feeling of yūgen,
when you watch wild geese,
suddenly seen and then lost in the clouds.
You have the feeling of yūgen,
when you look across Mount Tamalpais,
and you’ve never been to the other side,
and you see the sky beyond.
You don’t go over there to look and see what’s on the other side,
that wouldn’t be yūgen.
You let the other side be the other side—
and it invokes something in your imagination,
but you don’t attempt to define it
to pin it down.
Yūgen."
Quotation from Alan Watts (not sure if he was quoting someone else's poem or his own)
Excerpt from "The world as emptiness part 9 The mystery of change"
. . . .
Its a hard thing to handle sometimes, isnt it? Change.
And yet at other times, one can beg for it.
Effect vs side effect.
We die the first time when our breath leaves our body. We die the second time when our loved ones return our body to the ground. And the third death, and final death, is a moment, sometime in the future, when our name is spoken for the last time.