Liberal tells his 8-year old daughter that she's racist
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It explains absolutely nothing at all, to anyone else around you.
Pray tell, please do share.
One of the most valuable lessons I ever learned in kindergarten was, just because you can hear voices inside of your head, doesn't mean everyone else can hear them too.
And suddenly, everything made total sense to me, Eternal enlightenment, Unlimited understanding Everlasting epiphanies
But everyone else around me was still a complete and total clueless nut case job, cause they just couldn't hear what I was thinking....:-)
Anyhoo, here in old bammie:
the sun is shinning,
the breeze is blowing,
the birds are singing,
the bees are buzzing....
Bees, Bees...I wonder if Lady Bee took the time for a leisurely stroll by her favorite stream, in the company of her most faithful friend?
Most definitely, thoughts worthy of sharing :-)
Kindergarten... ahhh... when I had my first cigarette puff. Classmates didn't get me from the start.
It was a beautiful day but I did not get to take a walk. We were celebrating my daughter's birthday 😊 22. Time sure flies.
And there were a lot of birds today. They discovered the cat food. I have to move it now. They are pooping everywhere.
Happy Birthing Day
.....(-: To You :-).....
The Magic of Life,
The Miracle of Birth,
Celebrations of the Greatest Creation Capable of Mere Mortals, with but a Promising Whisper of Forevermore Immortality.
Mother:
The universal word for love, on the lips and in the hearts of blessed children all around the world. :-)
Thank you, she is a gift from above. 😊
I've Loved this from the moment I stumbled upon it in my youth many moons ago.
Excerpt from,
"The Prophet"
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the Archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Kahlil Gibran
Kindergarten, first girlfriend, smooching behind the oak tree.
No need for cigarettes, I found something better to do with my lips.
Don't think I started smoking cigarettes until I started laying bricks. There's a reason those walls are laid one tear at a time.
Hell, no one ever gets me, I chuckled when you posted "unique", I'm just down right weird.
Evolution strikes again
You want in on the biolab action? Got you some strange bird poo cat flu pathogen you're developing? Plan to sub out or you strictly a white hat operation?
22, is she your oldest?
No, her brother is going to be 25 soon.
Oh my, bird poo flu, that's funny. I'm kind of surprised the cats let them get away with it.
I was trying to kiss the boys too. Well, two of them. Shawn & Tony. 😄
Smoking and smooching, at the same time!! Holy Macarolly stand back, wild child on the prowl, led a rough crowd did ya? I remember you posting you're Catholic, make those poor nuns blush?
Don't go trying that miss-direction disinformation on us, That's birdie poo kitty cat flu 22, (bpkcf-22), and I imagine your not doing any "Gain of function research" either? Yea right..
I would hate for my life to depend on me finding a hungry cat on your farm, matter of fact if I was a betting man, I'd have to double down on fat, lazy, happy and spoiled. (cats are such little communist, when Marx wrote das capital he had cats in mind) Probably way past the point where all the mice just laugh at them, especially since the birds have already stolen their lunch money.
Ok let me do some quick math in my head, nineteen when you had your first baby and he's soon to be twenty five, soooo add two for leap years, but because you were such a wild child (all that smoking and smooching going on) then you loose two plus because of the fact that you were trying to smooch on two boys at the same time (lucky dogs), I have to subtract another two, carry that two over, now you have a big heart and have been rescuing kitties so take that twenty divide it by four add five to the total, You love Grandma, God and Country, that counts big, really really big, add eight carry the four annnnnd that means
your still
young and beautiful
by my quantum
Calculations :-)