tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post2336308065005507552..comments2023-10-22T11:45:23.103-04:00Comments on dead baby jokes: all fall downUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-88754183404033563272008-05-28T20:30:00.000-04:002008-05-28T20:30:00.000-04:00I don't really believe (in faith).I don't really believe (in faith).beaglehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627886826215379414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-63885138198622551432008-05-28T11:47:00.000-04:002008-05-28T11:47:00.000-04:00Better ephemeral than stagnant, right?Glad to hear...Better ephemeral than stagnant, right?<BR/><BR/>Glad to hear you're giving therapy another shot. May it be helpful, and if not helpful, entertaining.Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16513928061453431024noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-51292211197977111662008-05-28T10:56:00.000-04:002008-05-28T10:56:00.000-04:00((you))((you))Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-79693773061669034352008-05-28T10:43:00.000-04:002008-05-28T10:43:00.000-04:00The centre cannot hold. I tried to think of somet...The centre cannot hold. I tried to think of something in which I had unshakable faith or believed would be constant, and I couldn't find anything. I like the idea that perhaps the only constant is change and that change is usually unpleasant.<BR/><BR/>I'd like to believe my roses will bloom every year but then I'd also have to believe that they won't be eaten by deer, something I discovered last year.KH99https://www.blogger.com/profile/03103965236771370684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-47934459620833330012008-05-28T09:58:00.000-04:002008-05-28T09:58:00.000-04:00Some things are constant. Unfortunately, those ar...Some things are constant. Unfortunately, those are not the good things. What is constant is the work we must do to achieve peace. I wish you strength in your work.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-75767814758572703542008-05-28T04:05:00.000-04:002008-05-28T04:05:00.000-04:00clc: "given enough time, most people will disappoi...clc: "given enough time, most people will disappoint us in some way, shape or form" <BR/><BR/>I believe this too, but if I were honest with myself, I would know that I have and will continue to disappoint others.<BR/><BR/>*****<BR/><BR/>I believe the lilacs will most likely be bloom next year. I worry about what shape that I will be in next year, if I am here at all.thricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09528308384855206125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-71614876025582234642008-05-28T02:19:00.000-04:002008-05-28T02:19:00.000-04:00The fact that things actually stay together for an...The fact that things actually stay together for any period of time is amazing in itself. Things must fall apart at some point. It is life. There is a mystery in the presence of something "in tact", and to be able to be there, see its beauty and accept it( and the fact it will not be there at some point) is a terrifying thing. That's what I find comforting, but it also leaves me cold.<BR/> AllypallyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-43410865485822659822008-05-28T01:33:00.000-04:002008-05-28T01:33:00.000-04:00I'd like to believe that there are indeed things i...I'd like to believe that there are indeed things in this life that are unshakable. It's hard though.c.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02933776400434137451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-35239015230152432592008-05-27T23:00:00.000-04:002008-05-27T23:00:00.000-04:00Ah, faith, trust, wreckage. How many times do we h...Ah, faith, trust, wreckage. How many times do we have to learn that lesson?Angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05173041901809163082noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-61423424558007730802008-05-27T22:49:00.000-04:002008-05-27T22:49:00.000-04:00It's not just your life that is unrecognizable. So...It's not just your life that is unrecognizable. Sometimes, most times, I feel the same way. I keep telling myself that it's all about the doing so I can go on (and do) for others.a-https://www.blogger.com/profile/10228242752506448324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-43430479640538739102008-05-27T20:37:00.000-04:002008-05-27T20:37:00.000-04:00The only thing you can rely on is the unexpected. ...The only thing you can rely on is the unexpected. One of my favorite "God" sayings, being that I am not a "God" type believer, is the one that says, "You know what God does when you make plans...s/he laughs"<BR/>That I believe.k@laklyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05366772609212990882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-61287571749942161782008-05-27T18:54:00.000-04:002008-05-27T18:54:00.000-04:00I sometimes wonder if disaster in and of itself is...I sometimes wonder if disaster in and of itself is a constant? I tend to think that the world is comprised of random moment of chaos. Sometimes that chaos works out wonderfully for people. Other times it can smash your world apart. But at the end of the day its all just random madness. No rhyme. No reason. And there is no comfort in that. <BR/><BR/>But know that there are people out there hoping and praying that the chaos in your life turns out wonderfully--even if it seems really shitty at times--its the end result that counts. <BR/><BR/>BTW...thank you for your beautiful words on my last post. HUGS.RBandRChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06018306370247688896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-19546008904279238452008-05-27T18:34:00.000-04:002008-05-27T18:34:00.000-04:00i was going to say nope, nope, not just you but th...i was going to say nope, nope, not just you but then i read your response to Antigone and now, hell, i'm laughing.<BR/><BR/>i suppose that the surprise of finding these little moments of goodness is what makes the rest almost tolerable.Bonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14403701620708365171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-6750733558939476352008-05-27T18:23:00.000-04:002008-05-27T18:23:00.000-04:00I wish you didn't feel this way and I wish I didn'...I wish you didn't feel this way and I wish I didn't think you were right. <BR/>It bothers me that the therapists seem to want me to cry. I cried the first few times thinking I really wanted to make a go of things but then I stopped because I don't trust her. The last few sessions she seems as if she is going to cry. Now my husband thinks I continue to go just to torture her.moplanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16998309937928231527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-60647181532425404372008-05-27T17:55:00.000-04:002008-05-27T17:55:00.000-04:00You say there is nothing and no-one you believe in...You say there is nothing and no-one you believe in anymore. Do you believe in yourself? I think I know how you will answer that. . .Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-58609438346645194292008-05-27T17:12:00.000-04:002008-05-27T17:12:00.000-04:00I would like to tell you how I can't relate to you...I would like to tell you how I can't relate to your post at all, but that would make me a liar.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10540060049975721555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-1746718877504090122008-05-27T17:02:00.000-04:002008-05-27T17:02:00.000-04:00Tears are my friends, tissues are for amateurs. I ...Tears are my friends, tissues are for amateurs. I stopped drying them years ago. What's the point? There will just be more.Kamihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01215000341567119958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-45671351806516231722008-05-27T16:42:00.000-04:002008-05-27T16:42:00.000-04:00oh man.i want you to be wrong. but you are probab...oh man.<BR/><BR/>i want you to be wrong. but you are probably right.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04662448292809451387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-79378272533818723442008-05-27T16:31:00.000-04:002008-05-27T16:31:00.000-04:00I would like to think some things don't change, bu...I would like to think some things don't change, but I've been burned. Everything changing as a constant leaves me dizzy. I'll just sit here and watch all of you play in traffic.Tashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07376651134993450207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-77670139159967751732008-05-27T16:04:00.000-04:002008-05-27T16:04:00.000-04:00clc: "given enough time, most people will disappoi...<B>clc:</B> <I>"given enough time, most people will disappoint us in some way, shape or form"</I> <BR/><BR/>My (depressing) thought exactly.<BR/><BR/><BR/><B>Antigone</B>: Well, at least it's not nasty, brutish, and long.niobehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10685766216611639434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-40311098269732691872008-05-27T15:53:00.000-04:002008-05-27T15:53:00.000-04:00Nasty. Brutish. Short.What did you expect?Nasty. Brutish. Short.<BR/><BR/>What did you expect?Antigonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09206205690072218302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-45266408790050832012008-05-27T15:37:00.000-04:002008-05-27T15:37:00.000-04:00I think Mrs. Spit is on to something. I feel like ...I think Mrs. Spit is on to something. I feel like that if given enough time, most people will disappoint us in some way, shape or form. So while I do trust some people still, I am much more limited with it than I have been in the past.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08030787972960755420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-10047637098790493522008-05-27T14:42:00.000-04:002008-05-27T14:42:00.000-04:00Like Beruriah, I hope you are wrong. And I'm sorry...Like Beruriah, I hope you are wrong. And I'm sorry for all the times when things or people that should have been were not reliable.Ameliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10483756694695666215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-21170913521850482102008-05-27T13:58:00.000-04:002008-05-27T13:58:00.000-04:00Mrs. S,: Change is the only constant? Unreliabil...<B>Mrs. S,</B>: Change is the only constant? Unreliability is the only thing that can be relied on? You may have a point.niobehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08315267454529454063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-68523992890252992312008-05-27T13:19:00.000-04:002008-05-27T13:19:00.000-04:00I'm going to be a bit of a sophist (or, as I put i...I'm going to be a bit of a sophist (or, as I put it to one of my professors, a sh*t disturber)- is not the belief that nothing is permanent, all is ephemeral, a fixed belief in something - that is, a belief that nothing is permanent, all things will fall down, is a permanent belief in the state of the universe. <BR/><BR/>Sorry, I'm having a crummy day, and I"m not sure this is a useful observation, but it's about all I've got . . .Mrs. Spithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03386820063407910064noreply@blogger.com