Listen attentively as I perform this segment of my duties and lets take a tour round the routes of wisdom and gallivant the landscape of experience while I pedal your feet and smoothen your soles

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Words Of Wisdom To My Child

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I would that I were an old beggar
Rolling a blind pearl eye,
For he cannot see my lady
Go gallivanting by.

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Australian Railway Songs

For over 150 years songwriters, poets musicians and writers have observed and recorded many aspects of Australian railway life. Many of the songs and poems came directly from those who were employed in building or operating national railway systems. Others items came from those who used railways as passengers, or recall trains amongst their earliest memories.

via Australian Railway Songs.

We have been so anxious to give our children what we did not have that we have neglected to give them what we did have. The Vent

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What is the use of a new-born child?

Benjamin Franklin, when asked the use of a new invention

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The Garden Within by Celia Berrell

There is a garden
in my heart
where beauty grows
in fits and starts.

Where smiles are petals
from the flowers
bestowed by others
from their bowers.

Nutritious hope
reaps seeds to feed
my spirit
for its every need.

With gratitude
I’ll reach my goal.
To touch the island
of my soul.

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Kathleen Writes | poetry, art, non-fiction, ohio, Mark Twain, Rittenhouse, book plates

Hello, all!

What better time than a wintery January to begin my own writing blog again.  Time to get back to the writing life.

Welcome.

Here is a poem by Pablo Neruda on books.

“Ode to the Book,” by Pablo Neruda

The Chilean poet advises that books invite new possibilities, but we should never forget that wisdom is also gained from experience:

When I close a book

I open life.

I hear

faltering cries

among harbours.

via Kathleen Writes | poetry, art, non-fiction, ohio, Mark Twain, Rittenhouse, book plates.

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About Step 8 of the 12 Step Program

How It Works

We have a list of all persons we have harmed and to whom we are willing to make amends. We made it when we took inventory. We subjected ourselves to a drastic self- appraisal. Now we go out to our fellows and repair the damage done in the past. We attempt to sweep away the debris which has accumulated out of our effort to live on self-will and run the show ourselves. If we haven’t the will to do this, we ask until it comes. Remember it was agreed at the beginning we would go to any lengths for victory over alcohol.

-A.A. Big Book p.76

via About Step 8 of the 12 Step Program.

One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical decisive hour. Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year.”

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― Ralph Waldo Emerson

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When it is not necessary to make a decision, it is necessary not to make a decision.

Lord Falkland

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Gypsy Driver

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From the days when I drove taxis in the Sydney nights. When mikes were live and we talked to the operator. When we didn’t wear grubby uniforms and cash was king.

Skirting another peer group,
Avoiding another clique,
The party round continues as he left it years ago.

Manic panic weekend living,
Crowded driving solitude,
Cruising the neon nightscape.

Ferrying the stranded and the loaded,
Taking their money with a smile,
A quick-change conversation to the meter’s ticking tune.

Two-way voices static his dreams,
Wrapped in the smoky cockpit,
Trapped behind the wheel.

Visions of urban mansions,
Myths on the edge of town,
Peopled by frightened ciphers jogging home in gloom.

Faced with traps of security,
Lighting another smoke,
He cracks a crooked smile and cruises vacant into the night.

Another gypsy driver chasing the moon.

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The New Decentralized Internet

MaidSafe is a fully decentralized platform on which application developers can build decentralized applications. The network is made up by individual users who contribute storage, computing power and bandwidth to form a world-wide autonomous system.

via MaidSafe – The New Decentralized Internet.

MONDAY EVENING.

Originally posted on The SilverBird Part 2:

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He seemed to do that when I stood beside his body in the forest. He seemed to shatter in millions of shards of life and truly become the boddishvata he said he was. The light cracked and screamed and spread North and South to the places and people he was going to.

I forget now to call his name when I want him.

I forget that he is more that all that total of what he was as the ordinary man mowing the lawns.

I forget the constancy of what he is now to me.

I forget Van Badhman’s writing.

Van Badham I wrote the following for his life companion, Lynne: Lynne, amidst heartbreak, be consoled that the man who was your beloved companion was no ordinary man. He was a leader, a fighter, a guru, a comrade, a friend. He was a man of independent thought and…

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diaryofmissgovil | The world is a book where U are the protagonist and so does the story continues around you.Create a life that feels good by creating a dream within your reality ;)

I don’t how people do it, but they find a way to read books and then come back to their real life like it’s nothing. Like the characters in the book, doesn’t make them feel anything. Like the storyline, doesn’t want them to skip lunch, dinner or even work for that. I mean, I don’t know how people do it, but it is so difficult for me to do so.

I like to read. But now, I have become into a lazy reader, who just reads what she likes and that’s not good, I am telling you. At times, I don’t understand even how I do it, I mean like when I am reading the book, I am all with the characters, all with the storyline, I see nothing but them and even though that makes me really happy, that’s just temporary. After I complete my book and start reading other, my brain kind of forgets about it and start looping into other. I don’t get it, how can you fall in love with one person, after the happy ending, you start falling for other.

via diaryofmissgovil | The world is a book where U are the protagonist and so does the story continues around you.Create a life that feels good by creating a dream within your reality ;).

It seemed rather incongruous that in a society of supersophisticated communication, we often suffer from a shortage of listeners.

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Erma Bombeck

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“For the first time the magnitude of what he had undertaken came home to him. How could you communicate with the future? It was of its nature impossible. Either the future would resemble the present, in which case it would not listen to him: or it would be different from it, and his predicament would be meaningless.”
― George Orwell, 1984

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Men in Tracksuits

Originally posted on hugh wade:

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Another one from the vaults, reworked and updated. I have no idea what it means!

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men in tracksuits tell you lies
their shadowy shades
reflect your eyes

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fast talk street merchants
with brave moustaches
menace mentally into your life

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immaculate misconceptions
werewolves dripping suspicion
space invaders with cell-stories
mingled whiffs of incarceration

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theme intruders in your dreams
clumsy storm troopers
of the digital age

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never trust men in tracksuits
driving fast with vacant steel eyes
skimming the edges

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bringing the bad boys into your life
bringing the bad boys into your life

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Punt Road Bus

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This one I started in about 1980 when I was being a down and out unemployed actor in Melbourne. In my early thirties, the usual themes of urban alienation and confusion are apparent!

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Sitting down the back of the bus
Peering through the glaring dust
Trying to get to feel and taste
What it’s like alone in the waste

Above the freeway.

Oh Collingwood
Where are your arteries?
Oh Collingwood
Where are your veins?
The demon’s armouries
Won’t free your chains

Walk along the street
Eat fast frozen meat
Join the lunchtime march

For an hour of illusion
Moomba confusion
Society’s delusion

I’m a taxi-truck aimed at your heart.

… and the Army’s on parade!

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In the wild Fleeting grace Glides Innocence brims Fawn-eyes

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“We need the tonic of wildness…At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature.”

― Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods

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I COULDN’T TOUCH THE SUN FOR YOU

Originally posted on The SilverBird Part 2:

One thing I haven’t tried to do , thank God, is to direct this in any way or any particular direction. NO OUTCOME DIRECTED curricula at all. I didn’t know what this Grieving Coma and would do to me and I don’t know what they will do to me now. I DO know that its too wild a beast for me to attempt to control. I haven’t even done as I normally would and spent my energy on the others who suffer in his loss. I deal with me and my grief and leave them to themselves and theirs.

It would have been my Father’s 95th birthday tomorrow and its only 3 more days till Iz has been gone for one year. Its after midnight now and that’s when the swamping memories come. No use telling me to go to bed before they do because if I go to sleep…

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Plan to tackle homelessness by selling backyard-sized cabins – ABC News (Australian Broadcasting Corporation)

A national initiative to tackle homelessness by selling cabins that fit in backyards is being launched in Perth.

The basic unit has been designed by the organisation Street Swags, which has distributed 36,000 uniquely designed swags to homeless Australians over the past 10 years.

Founder Jean Madden said the new structure was natural progression to a “swag with walls”.

“We are increasing our services to also provide built shelters. It’s always been a plan of mine to move people off the streets, so it’s a natural next step for our organisation,” she said.

“It’s my plan to make us redundant, to end systematically entrenched poverty in Australia.”

via Plan to tackle homelessness by selling backyard-sized cabins – ABC News (Australian Broadcasting Corporation).

Museum of Surf | Garry Birdsall Surf Art

arry is one of Australia’s most respected surf artists. Garry has lived the life of a surfer and an Australian surfing

champion. Coming from the south side, (Cronulla) he was the first star to rise from this area. His attack at Cronulla Point

is legendary. The image taken by Bob Weeks in 1961, was used on the album cover of the Atlantics album Bombora.

The autographed cover can be viewed in the Crunulla surf museum.

via Museum of Surf | Garry Birdsall Surf Art.

Your tenderness has given me love to keep nigh

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THE GEM 14 JUNE 2015

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Tenderness, a poem by Helen Margaret Crutchett, Australia

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“What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.” 

Agnes M. Pharo 

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Australians are reluctant renters – but it doesn’t have to be this way – The Drum (Australian Broadcasting Corporation)

Australians are reluctant renters – but it doesn’t have to be this way

OPINION

By Sheryle Bagwell

Posted about 4 hours ago

PHOTO: Little wonder that nearly 50 per cent of the French population choose to rent. (Flickr/imaginair)

Renting doesn’t have to be something you do while you save for a house – it can be a way of life. But for Australia to take the European road, more would need to change than just our housing culture and tenancy laws, writes Sheryle Bagwell.

The high cost of housing in many parts of Australia is already causing home ownership levels to drop, and the proportion of renters to rise. But we are still a long way from becoming a nation of renters. And that’s partly because our tenancy laws and culture don’t encourage us to choose long-term renting over buying.

via Australians are reluctant renters – but it doesn’t have to be this way – The Drum (Australian Broadcasting Corporation).

5 Habits of Highly Compassionate Men

5 Habits of Highly Compassionate Men

By Kozo Hattori / yesmagazine.org

Having compassion leads to increased happiness, freedom from gender stereotypes, and better relationships with others.

I remember being a very compassionate child. While watching “The Little House on the Prairie,” I cried my eyes out when Laura couldn’t give Pa a Christmas gift. But 12 years of physical abuse and being forced to the confines of the “act-like-a-man box” wrung most of that compassion out of me by the time I reached adulthood.

Although I was what therapists call “high-functioning,” my lack of compassion was like a cancer that poisoned my friendships, relationships, business affairs, and life. At the age of 46, I hit rock bottom. Unemployed and on the verge of divorce, I found myself slapping my four-year-old son’s head when he wouldn’t listen to me.

As a survivor of abuse, I had promised myself that I would never lay a hand on my children, but here I was abusing my beloved son.

Dr. Ted Zeff believes that only compassionate men can save the planet.

via 5 Habits of Highly Compassionate Men.

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