don't take it back
jack
shake it off
big Don is sueing CBS
cause they didn't use the bleeping delay button
to ziplock his bad taste he left us all with
big Al knows lots of folks say he's a race baiter
and he hurts
but he's a minister
resilient
my man
halleluJA!
I once asked John Prine how he holds his liquor
he said "don't go there man"
now he has a home in Gulfport, Fl
bout a mile away
If you were here Jack
you'ld be my best friend
I swear.
but you get carried away with negative subjective thinking like
I started this shit jimboloco
I was telling hester about what I thought at the begining of this thread.
Somehow Hester is a
failure as a human being
Deb has a wonderful husband and child
and hester is just a miserable excuse for a humn being
weird for someone who quotes the dalai lama the way deb does to say something like that.
I am just as hypocritical as she is
yes I see the mote in my sister's eyes
can you see the beam in mine.
I don't think so. Nobody is comparing personal value of one over another
we are trying to dialogue with you about perceptions and opinions
has nothing to do with personal value of Deb over Hester, wow.
Hester is a wonder and a delight
with her own opinions
as are you
Deb in the Redwoods
I don't like her guns
but I like her courage.
It's like you still sticking into the interpersonal subjective suspicion stuff
why I work at service when am uncomfortable in certain situations,
like my first experience walking into a room with a gay man with AIDS, ten years ago, he had shit in bed. His gay male friends and lover were in the room. I wiped his ass, man, cleaned him up, and heard one of the guys remark as I left, like, wow,
he treated us like we were all ok and normal. I was very uncomfortable at first, but hey,
when the going gets wierd, the wierd turn pro. It was a positive rock on the rock pile, not to mention the Vietnamese transvestive I helped, alone and poignantly suffering, and the dying black dude with AIDS who lay there in the hallway on a stretcher as there were no beds, his fingertips turned to charcoal stubs, I never used gloves with skin contact, gripped his hand, he was so alone, told him, "be at peace with yourself" and saw his heave a sigh, and the single mom who had a last visiit with her family one evening, then after they had left, as I was helping her to the bedside commode she told me, "I have a prolapsed vagina, I will never have sex again." and what do you say to that, calll on some inner light ti chanel her way. Then the doc came to visit, he told me she asked him to "pull the plug", her IV nutrition, which I did, and she died later that night, sweet eternal rest.
We're fighting for the next level, man.
Service with a smile, man.
