Great to see you 1000111010123 ... what is with that handle by the way???!!!! The 'creative one' and I still pop in from time to time.

I love you wonderful thread dusters. You've blown the cobwebs off of one of my favourite threads ...

(((msWiz)))(((s1ow)))(((mom)))

Just some sentimental numbers, well i had to add 23 to them. They're not binary code like everybody thinks. Hope to see you both on line

Good to see you girl hope all is well

When the power of love overcomes the love of power then we shall know peace...

Jimi Hendrix..

Fantastic! ... and even moreso in another 10 days ...

Great to see you!!!

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of Circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of Chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

from the Wiki

"Henley was born at Gloucester and educated at the Crypt Grammar School. The school was a poor relation of the Cathedral School, and Henley indicated its shortcomings in his article, Pall Mall Magazine (Nov. 1900), on T. E. Brown, the poet who was headmaster there for a brief period. Brown's appointment was a stroke of luck for Henley, for whom it represented a first acquaintance with a man of genius: "He was singularly kind to me at a moment when I needed kindness even more than I needed encouragement". Brown did him the essential service of lending him books. Henley was no classical scholar, but his knowledge and love of literature were vital.

At the age of 12 Henley became a victim of tuberculosis of the bone. In spite of his affliction, in 1867 he successfully passed the Oxford local examination as a senior student. But a hospital was to be Henley's university. His diseased foot, treated by crude methods, had to be amputated directly below the knee. Worse yet, physicians announced that the only way to save his life was to amputate the other also. Henley fought this prognosis with all his spirit. The radical surgical methods pioneered by Joseph Lister saved Henley's foot and indeed his life. He was discharged from hospital in 1875 and was able to lead an active life for nearly 30 years. His friend, Robert Louis Stevenson, based his Treasure Island character, Long John Silver, on Henley.[citation needed]

His literary connections also led to his sickly young daughter Margaret being immortalised by J.M. Barrie in his children's classic "Peter Pan."[citation needed] Unable to speak clearly, the young Margaret referred to Barrie as her "Friendy Wendy", leading to the introduction of the name Wendy."

Gitanjali (1) - Gurudev

(Reference from Collected Poems and Plays of Rabindranath Tagore , By Macmillan.)

1-

"Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This
frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with
fresh life.

This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and
hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.

At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in
joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.

Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine.
Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill."

Don't mind me ... just sleepwalking ...

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step

(Old Chinese Proverb)

I think the reason people fear doctors so much is that they fear the unknown. Usually, the general public does not know too much about doctor stuff, so they tend to fear hospitals, doctor's offices and stuff like that.

"He was singularly kind to me at a moment when I needed kindness even more than I needed encouragement".

-William Ernest Henley

“Sometimes I lie awake at night, and ask, 'Where have I gone wrong?' Then a voice says to me, 'This is going to take more than one night.'”

Charles M. Schulz

The longest journey a person will take in their lives is from their head, to their heart.

- Native American saying.

"This too, shall come to pass."

- no idea...

"Man cannot reap love until after sad and revealing separation, and bitter patience, and desperate hardships." ~ Khalil Gibran

"I understood at last what art is really for, at least in certain respects. It gives somebody, individually, pleasure. You can make something that somebody likes so much that they're depressed, or they're happy, on account of that damn thing you made! In science, it's sort of general and large: You don't know the individuals who have appreciated it directly.
I understood that to sell a drawing is not to make money, but to be sure that it's in the home of someone who really wants it; someone who would feel bad if they didn't have it. This was interesting."

-Richard P. Feynman

GENTLENESS

The gentleness of some is like
A polished shell with silky feel,
Lacking the precious pearl within
Oblivious of the brother's weal.

When you shall meet one who is strong
And gentle too, pray feast your eyes;
For he is glorious to behold,
The blind can see his qualities.

Khalil Gibran