Hey yall goodnite. I've been reading some of the threads with FUNCHES in them expressing his big ole bad self. He's hillarious I gotta say. Dont see how feral puts up with him.
God bless

You can't accuse him of mincing words.

Back to the original topic, I liked this observation of Oasis'. The difference between the fruit though is if left on the ground to rot, it naturally becomes food and still promotes growth to its surroundings by its very decay. This is the natural cycle of the fruit. Can the same be said of a human?

Creative, with that better choice being known before it can be made. Before that even can come into play, the recognition of "something not being right" needs to click in the individual first. Identification or at least awareness, the desire for change, then the hunt begins of well how do I change, and change into what? So to nutshell this: Humans have the ability to choose self. The fruit does not.

(((((Wench)))))

Ah yes, nature is so very thrifty... the rotten fruit still feeds insects and the remains enter the soil and nourish plants, and the seeds can produce a new tree...

"Rotten humans"- I agree it is unclear what will become of them when so neglected.

However, for myself, the more I see the more I am convinced that humans have the ability to overcome nearly anything. Death of loved ones, drugs, drinking, despair, childhood traumas, there are many who have overcome these; just as there are others who have succumbed and allowed the rot to make them cruel or hopeless.

Creative, is this not free will? Perhaps you cannot choose what happens to you but you can choose how you respond to the events that occur.

Peace.

Wench and anoasis...

Very good points... I love that perspective!!!

There is not such a thing as a 'will' which is free from deterministic cause... One may or may not have the reason and or cognitive ability to make a 'better' choice...

Sad... but very true.

That is not meant to discredit my belief of 'the thread that runs through the way.'

I believe that 'God' is in all of us and the world's fingerprint gets in the way of our knowing and finding...

There are a lot of choices I'd like to make that simply aren't available to me.

We can only chose from the choices before us.

Today I chose to buy bananas instead of cookies. I think that was a good choice. I also chose to buy pork chops and chicken instead of hamburger (I’m getting sick of living off hamburger!)

I’d like to choose to become a vegetarian again, but that’s not an easy choice. The stores in my area simply don’t have a very good selection of vegetables to choose from.

I got my Gurney’s seed catalog today and I’m thinking about choosing to order some seeds. But that’s a big decision because in order to make that choice I must also choose to get my butt in gear and build a garden fence and start working hard to restore all my gardening equipment.

In truth, I know that this is the right choice, but I’m hesitant to make it. It’s easier to choose sloth and stay dependent on the grocery stores.

I think that motivation and inspiration play a big role in our choices. I’m not sure whether one choice is any ‘better’ or ‘worse’ than the others in terms of “good or evil”. Most people depend on grocery stores for their food and don’t give it a second thought. Personally I think it’s evil.

I guess that says it all, huh?

I better order that sack of seeds then, huh?

"I got my Gurney’s seed catalog today and I’m thinking about choosing to order some seeds. But that’s a big decision because in order to make that choice I must also choose to get my butt in gear and build a garden fence and start working hard to restore all my gardening equipment. laugh
In truth, I know that this is the right choice, but I’m hesitant to make it. It’s easier to choose sloth and stay dependent on the grocery stores. ohwell
I think that motivation and inspiration play a big role in our choices. I’m not sure whether one choice is any ‘better’ or ‘worse’ than the others in terms of “good or evil”. Most people depend on grocery stores for their food and don’t give it a second thought. Personally I think it’s evil.
I guess that says it all, huh?
I better order that sack of seeds then, huh? bigsmile"

Why do I feel like Alice in Wonderland at this point? Order the seeds? Did you decide to fix the gardening equipment? Abra, did I just nag you?

I think I seriously need a nag in my life.

I used to pray to God to help me find a nag.

I think he bestowed me with the highest blessing possible by ignoring my request.

"I think he bestowed me with the highest blessing possible by ignoring my request."

I can relate to that one.

I keep coming with the same thought.

If you can tell a tree by it's fruit, what the heck kind of tree is it that grows a tangilo?

You know, I used to have this theory. If the weight of the earth could be determined from it's beginning and then today, I figured it would weigh the same. (of course I was 9 at the time). It just seemed 'logical' to me, that everything that was OF THE EARTH must remain in some form a part of the earth. A person or billions, the earth should remain the same weight. Ofter all, humans and animals and plants subsist on what the earth provides. I eat an apple, I gain the weight of the apple. But I expend the weight of that apple in energy (no weight), the rest I expell - back to the water and soil it came from. And when things die, they simply become one with all the elements once again.

Then I grew a plant from seed. Very scientific, of course, for a 'then' 9 year old, weighing the pot with the seed and weighing the water, just enough to feed and not keep the soil wet. And every so often I would weigh it again. I kept a log, oh, for about a decade, in 9 year old terms, that was probably about the lenght of the summer. LOL. I have no idea what happened, I guess I lost interest.

But I still think from time to time, that as far as weight goes, I wonder - how much mass can be produced in the universe, simply from procreation? Isn't that 'creation'? Doesn't that make life, any life, a creator?

Love it

Are you kidding....I so heart the funches......

Sends James the oldest mare horse she could find....

Have fun with your new nag.

The beauty of the parable is in the translation...

I have heard many people use the translation paralleling the parent and child. The OP adressed this translation. Any time I read this, I actually thought of the internal me. The parallel was me... my heart and my words... the tree and the fruit...

With this perspective I find a more than accurate observation...



Thank you all for your dialogue...