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QTpi

Mischevious One
Luke Wolf said:
Theres eight legged creatures, spiders, but those are really the only thing I just do not like. Ive heard its good luck to see them and bad luck to kill them, so I guess I get a lot of nuetral luck.
Yes, but spiders serve a very good purpose in eating other insects.
 

kreeden

Virus of the Mind
Luke , you have to take the time to get to know Grandmother Weaver . :) Spiders are wonderful creatures .
 

Pussyfoot Mouse

Super Mom
I love spiders. My kids are terrified of them (both boys, I'm afraid LOL). If there's a spider in the room, Mommy's who they yell to. I gently capture the poor little thing and carry it outside. As the two of them are running behind me yelling "Kill it! Kill it" I try to explain the reason for a spider's existance and how they keep our home "bug" free. But they still come running to Mommy!
 

Snowbear

Nita Okhata
NetDoc said:
Landslide
I always get a little sad when i hear this song....​
Several years ago my sister's best friend, Kim, died when she fell 800' down a mountain. My sister watched her fall and ran to get help. I was on the ambulance that responded. A couple of months prior, Kim had told my sister that if she ever died, she wanted this song played at her funeral.​
As for love.... yeah, it's pretty hard to celebrate when it ALWAYS ends up hurting.​
 

michel

Administrator Emeritus
Staff member
Snowbear said:
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I always get a little sad when i hear this song....​

Several years ago my sister's best friend, Kim, died when she fell 800' down a mountain. My sister watched her fall and ran to get help. I was on the ambulance that responded. A couple of months prior, Kim had told my sister that if she ever died, she wanted this song played at her funeral.​



As for love.... yeah, it's pretty hard to celebrate when it ALWAYS ends up hurting.​
I was so sorry to read your post snowbear; I hope your sister has recovered from what must have been a very traumatic incident.

My Mother's very favourite non classical music was Bing Crosby singing 'True Love'; when she was alive, we could not find it anywhere. In the end, My wife put a message out on the local radio, and an elderly lady said she had the '78' version (For you youngsters, 78 rmp records made out of what felt like bakelite) - and once she had confirmed we were not dealers, she let us have the record for my mum.

I now have it by at least three different artists, but these are the lyrics:-

I give to you and you give to me​
True love, true love​
So on and on it will always be​
True love, true love​
(For you and I have a guardian angel)​
(On high, with nothing to do)​
But to give to you and to give to me​
Love forever true​
True love, true love​
True love, true love​
(For you and I have a guardian angel)​
(On high, with nothing to do)​
But to give to you and to give to me​
Love forever true​
Love forever true​
One version I have is a duette with Elton John - and, I think- Kiki Dee; I can't help a tear or two whenever I hear that - it is so beautiful; it also brings back Mum for a few minutes ( She died in 1993 - I still miss her every day, as I do my Dad, who died four years after she did):(

And I am listening to it now.................
 

Melody

Well-Known Member
This is the music my cell phone plays when my husband calls me.... When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now,Will you still be sending me a Valentine,birthday greetings,bottle of wine?If I'd been out 'till quarter to three,would you lock the door?Will you still need me, will you still feed me,When I'm sixty-four?Hmm------mmm---mmmh.You'll be older, too.Aaah, and if you say the word, I could staywith you.I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone.You can knit a sweater by the fireside, sunday mornings, go fora ride.Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixtyfour?Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wightif it'snot to dear. We shall scrimp and save.Ah, grandchildren on your knee, Vera, Chuck, and Dave.Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view.Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely wastingaway.Give me your answer, fill in a form, mine forever more.Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixtyfour?by John Lennon/Paul McCartney
 

Scruffitude

Scruffy Nerf Herder
Someone sorta beat me to it already, but... it's such a great song:

There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy.
There's nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be in time
It's easy.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
There's nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
It's easy.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
 

Autodidact

Intentionally Blank
What the world really needs is more love and less paper work.
Pearl Bailey

Yay love!
And I want to add, I love my sweet V. above all things. She gives me--peace, intimacy, affection, and the grace of her body.
 

Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
I think several distinct things are lumped together under that one word, "love". We need words to distinguish those things, for there are different kinds of love.
 

Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
Real love means accepting responsibility for our own happiness or unhappiness, and neither expecting the other person to make us happy nor blaming that person for our bad moods or frustrations. Naturally this makes real relationships a difficult matter, at which one must work, but fortunately the rewards are there too, for only in this way does our capacity for love mature.

John Sanford
 

texan1

Active Member
Shakespeare #116:

Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:O no!
it is an ever-fixed markThat looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.


Love to you all! :)
 

Runewolf1973

Materialism/Animism
I believe that acceptance is greater than love. To love indicates than we can also have the potential to hate. But to accept something is when there is no longer a playing of "sides". We accept both the good with the bad.
 

Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
I believe that acceptance is greater than love. To love indicates than we can also have the potential to hate. But to accept something is when there is no longer a playing of "sides". We accept both the good with the bad.

Is there a kind of love that accepts others as they are?
 

Charity

Let's go racing boys !
In order to receive love you have to give love........Love isn't love until you give it away......So I guess you better find someone to love today:drool:
 
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