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GEORGE CARLIN POST 9-11 (His wife recently died...) Isn't it amazing that the George Carlin - gross and mouthy comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent.... and so very appropriate post 9-11. A wonderful Message by George Carlin: The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more med! icine, but less wellness.< We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space.
We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air,but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete. Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
A FATHER'S PRAYER by byron lebeau
I hear the prayers of noisy bomb
Cacophony, in suicidal cause ~
But scarce the sweetest sound of Love
Whose harmony gives pause.
What drum do these kids of mine
So march in harshest tone?
I'd wish they'd stop their endless clang
And leave Me quite alone!
If I too had a father,
In earnest would I pray:
Oh cease this senseless way of life
Return, my kids, to Me, today!
Make a pact - your bombs to sink
And give your lives for others ~
In living life in endless help,
As sisters and as brothers.
If you would do this, I would hear
A pleasing sound in inner ear;
And then a smile would cross My face ~
Replacing every tear.
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PLEASE TAKE THE TIME TO TYPE IN ON YOUR LOCATION BAR THE FOLLOWING URL, for a 'HEART-FELT' essay by Claire Braz-Valentine, who asks our Attourney General, John Ashcroft, some pointed questions about TRUE motherhood, and indeed, womenhood; "JOHN ASHCROFT: YOU HAVE A PROBLEM"
found at>>> http://www.rumormillnews.net/cgi-bin/config.pl?read=19943
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PRECIOUS MOMENTS:The last two lines of this are worth memorizing!!!!
I had a very special teacher in high school many years ago whose husband
died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death, she shared
some of her insight with a classroom of students. As the late afternoon
sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was
nearly over, she moved a few things aside on the edge of her desk and sat
down there. With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and
said, "Before class is over, I would like to share with all of you, a
thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel
is very important.
Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give
of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It
can be taken away at any moment. Perhaps this is the powers
way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day."
Her eyes, beginning to water, she went on, "So I would like you all to make
me a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find
something beautiful to notice. It doesn't have to be something you see, it
could be a scent - perhaps of freshly baked
bread wafting out of someone's house, or it could be the sound of the breeze
slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light
catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground. Please look for
these things, and cherish them.
For, although it may sound trite to some, these things are the "stuff" of
life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we
often take for granted. We must make it important to notice them, for at
anytime... it can all be taken away."
The class was completely quiet. We all picked up our books and filed out of
the room silently. That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from
school than I had that whole semester. Every once in a
while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on
all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those things that sometimes we all
overlook.
Take notice of something special you see on your lunch hour today. Go
barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset.
Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double dip ice cream cone. For as
we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret, but the
things we didn't do.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments
that take our breath away.
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