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Sunday Squibs

 



When most in a hurry is the time to stop.  And look for pitfals. 


Movement is the heart of conversation.  

While paused in search of the name of a thing, it dies. 


Auto-correct in the mind lets my errors slip by


Foreseen excuses of those skipping my funeral:

-Dead

-Dead

-Demented

-In bed


There’s a very thin line 

‘Tween what you’ll  be hearing-

“Thank God for your help” or

“Quit interfering!”


A consequence of procrastination is very convenient amnesia.


Do you prefer a partner who clears the air as needed, or one with a long fuse?

Let us remember that fuses are notorious for fizzling out.


As we ride this Middle Earth on circuits of the sun, we nightly visit Dreaming Earth.

And after Circuit Number X we'll disembark on Waking Earth.


Jesus said unless we become like children, we will never enter the kingdom of Heaven. Once you do become like a child, you must enroll in Kingdom Kindergarten. 


Jesus also said to leave self behind. 

On it, Lord.

Though self is devilish hard to ditch. 

Comments

  1. Don't like dwelling on your demise, but another excuse for the funeral issue: delays at the airport.

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  2. Or, I hit a deer.

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  3. Today, a definite theme of things of the spirit whether in the material realm or i what comes after. Also, the material realm is the Dreaming Landscape. And on the final squib, the Buddha agrees with Jesus and with you: "self" is the greatest illusion.

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