Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Hello From London England!




Hi Everyone!

Just wanted to blog and say I'm ok. It's been about two weeks and a half and I've some how survived =) Things are going well. I'm in a flat with Stella and two other girls in Zone 2, Kennington. It's a cozy place but when I get an amazing job I'm sure Stella and I can afford better. It is clean and safe and I'm comfortable, strangely comfortable. Well I thought I would post my info:

I opened a UK email :k_gosyne@yahoo.co.uk (Please do not spam me)

Here is the address for BUNAC. They will collect mail for me no matter where I am, if I'm traveling or moving flats. They will not accept registered mail or fedex.

My mobile number is 07942 211 386

BUNAC,
16 Bowling Green Lane,
London,
EC1R 0QH
Telephone: (020) 7251-3472 (messeges only)
Fax: (020) 7251-0215

The address of my current flat is:

31 Wesley Close
London, England
SE17 3AU

Oh also, I'm working on my website but for the meantime you can check out pics on myspace: http://etherealchyld.spaces.live.com/
Has pics of my current flat etc.

Well that's it. I miss you all! Love you!
Kavita

> >Subject: re: Words of Wisdom

> >Subject: re: Words of Wisdom
> >
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> The first day of school our professor introduced himself
> and
> > >> challenged us
> > >>to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look
> >around
> > >>when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a
> > >>wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit
> > >>up her entire being.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose.
> > >>
> > >> I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"
> > >>
> > >> I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!"
> and
> >she
> > >>gave me a giant squeeze.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get
> >married,
> > >> and
> > >>have a couple of kids..."
> > >>
> > >>
> > > "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated
> her
> >to
> > > be
> > >>taking on this challenge at her age.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm
> getting
> > >> one!"
> > >>she told me.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
> > >>chocolate milkshake.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we
> >would
> > > leave
> > >>class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening
> to
> > >>this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and expe rience with
> me.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she
> >easily
> > > made
> > >>friends wherever she went.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed
> upon
> >her
> > >>from the other students. She was living it up.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our
> > > football banquet.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
> stepped
> >up
> > > to
> > >>the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she
> > >>dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the
> microphone
> >and
> > >> simply
> > >>said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this
> > >>whiskey is killing ! me! I 'll never get my speech back in order
> > >>so
> >let
> > >>me just tell you what I know."
> > >>
> > >>
> > > As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop
> >playing
> > >>because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and
> > >>achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.
> > >>You've got to
> >have
> > >>a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't
> even
> >know
> > > it!
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year
> > >> and
> >don't
> > >>do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am
> > >>eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do
> >anything
> > >>I will turn eighty-eight.
> > >>
> > >> Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability.
> >The
> > >> idea is to
> > >>grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.
> > >>
> > >>
> > > The elderly usually don't have regrets fo! r wha t we did, but
> >rather
> > > for
> > >>things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those
> > >>with regrets."
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out
> in
> >our
> > > daily lives.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had
> > >> begun
> >all
> > >> those years ago.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in
> > > tribute
> >to
> > > the
> > >>wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to
> > >>be
> >all
> > >>you can possibly be
> > >>
> > >>
> > > When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of
> >advice
> > > to
> > >>your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!
> > >>
> > >>
> > > These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > > REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.
> > >>
> > >>
> > > God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings
> you
> >to
> > > it. He will bring you through it.
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> Pass this message to 7 people except you and me. You will
> > >> receive
> a
> > >> miracle
> > >>tomorrow.
> > >>
> > >>
> > > If you choose not, then you refuse to bless someone else.
> > >>
> > >
> > >>
> > >>"Good friends are like stars.........You don't always see them,
> > >>but
> >you
> > >>know they are always there."
> >
> >

What is your take?

It seems that an article was written to a well founded
> > >magazine by a Caucasian [white] woman who requested a response from
> >Indian men.
> > >she got what she asked for (and more)!!!
> > >
> > >This letter was written in response to an article:
> > >
> > >
> > >Dear Editor:
> > >
> > >I'm sorry but I would like to challenge some of your Indian male
> > >readers. I am a White female who is engaged to a Indian
> > >male-good-looking, educated and loving. I just don't
> > >understand a lot of Indian female's attitudes about our relationship.
> > >My man decided he wanted me because the pickings amongst Indian women
> >were
> > >slim to none.
> > >
> > >As he said they were either too fat, too loud, too mean, too
> > >argumentative, too needy, too materialistic or carrying too
> > >much excess baggage. Before I became engaged, whenever I went out I
> > >was constantly approached by Indian men, willing to wine and dine me
>and
> > >give me the world. If Indian women are so up in arms about us being
> > >with their men, why don't they look at themselves and make some
>changes.
> >I
> > >am tired of the dirty looks I get and snide remarks when we're out in
> > >public. I would like to hear from some Indian men about why we are
> > >so appealing and coveted by them. Bryant Gumbel just left his wife of,
> > >26 years for one of us. Charles Barkley, Scottie Pippen, the model
> > >Tyson Beckford, Montell Williams, Quincy Jones, James Earl Jones, Harry
> > >Belafonte, Sydney Poitier, Kofi Anan, Cuba Gooding Jr., Don
> > >Cornelius, Berry Gordy, Billy Blanks, Larry Fishburne, Wesley
>Snipes...I
> > >could go on and on. But, right now, I'm a little angry and that is why
>I
> > >wrote this so hurriedly. Don't be mad with us White women because so
> > >many of your men want us. Get your acts together and learn from us and
>we
> > >may lead you to treat your men better. If I'm wrong, Indian men, let me
> > >know.
> > >
> > >Disgusted White Girl, Somewhere in VA.
> > >
> > >Response:
> > >
> > >Dear Editor:
> > >
> > >I would like to respond to the letter written by A Disgusted
> > >White Girl.
> > > > >
> > >Let me start by saying that I am a 28-year old indian man.
> > >I graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in Atlanta,
> > >Georgia with a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Business Management. I have a
> > >good job at a major corporation and have recently purchased a house.
>So,
> > >I consider myself to be among the ranks of successful Non-White men.
> > >I will not use my precious time to slander white people. I just want to
> > >set the record straight of why Indian men date white women. Back in the
> > >day, one of the biggest reasons why Indian men dated white women was
> > >because they were considered easy. The Indian girls in my neighborhood
> >were
> > >raised traditionally. They were very strict about when they lost
> > >their virginity and who they lost it to. Because of our
> >impatience to wait, brothers would look for someone who would give it up
> >easy
> > >without too much hassle. So, they turned to the white girls. Nowadays,
> > >in my opinion, a lot of Indian males date white women because
> > >they are docile and easy to control. A lot of Indian men, because of
> > >insecurities, fears, and overall weaknesses, have become intimidated by
> > >the strength of our Indian women. We are afraid that our woman will be
> > >more successful than us, make more money than us, drive nicer
> > >cars and own bigger houses. Because of this fear, many Indian men look
> > >for a more docile woman. Someone we can control. I have talked to
> > >numerous Indian men and they continuously comment on how easy it is to
> > >control and walk over their white women. I just want to set the record
> > >straight. I want A Disgusted White Girl to know that not all successful
> > >Indian men date white women. Non-Whites like Ahmad Rashad, Denzel
> > >Washington, Michael Jordan, Morris Chestn! ut, Will Smith, Blair
> >Underwood,
> > >Kenneth "Babyface" Edmonds, Samuel L. Jackson, and Chris Rock all
> > >married strong Non-White women. And, to flip the script, there are
> > >numerous white men, in and out of the spot light, who openly or
>secretly
> > >desire Non-White women over white women. Ted Danson, Robert DeNiro, and
> > >David Bowie to name a few. I just don't want a disgusted white girl to
>be
> > >misinformed.
> > >
> > >
> > >Stop thinking that because you are white that you are some
> > >type of goddess. Remember, when Non-White Egyptian Queens like
> > >Hatsepshut and Nitorcris were ruling Dynasties and armies of men in
> > >Egypt, you were over in the caves of Europe eating raw meat and beating
> > >each other over the head with clubs. Read your history! It was the
> > >Non-White woman that taught you how to cook and season your food. It
>was
> >the
> > >Non-White woman that taught you how to raise your children. It was
> > >Non-White women who were breastfeeding and raising your babies during
> > >slavery.
> > >
> > >It is the Non-White woman that had to endure watching their fathers,
> > >husbands, and children beaten, killed, and thrown in jail. Indian women
> > >were born with two strikes against them: being Non-White and being a
> > >woman.
> > >And,through all this, Still They Rise! It is because of the
> > >Indian women's strength, elegance, power, love and beauty that I could
> > >never date anyone except my Indian Queen. It is not just the outer
> > >beauty that captivates and draws me to them. It is not the fact that
> > >they come in all shapes, sizes, colors and shades that I love them.
> > >Their
> > >inner beauty is what I find most appealing about Indian women.
> > >Their strong spirit, loving and nurturing souls, their integrity, their
> > >ability to overcome great obstacles, their willingness to stand for
> > >what they believe in, and their determination to succeed and reach
> > >their highest potential while enduring great pain and suffering is why
> > >I have fallen in love with Indian women. I honestly believe that your
> > >anger is geared more toward jealousy and envy than snotty looks. If
>this
> > >were not so, then why do you continuously go to tanning salons to
> > >darken your skin?
> > >
> > >If you are so proud to be white, then why don't you just
> > >be happy with your pale skin? Why do you continue to inject your lips,
> > >hips, and breasts with unnatural and dangerous substances so you can
> > >look fuller and more voluptuous? I think that your anger is really a
> > >result of you wanting to have what the Non-White woman has.
> > >
> > >BOTTOM LINE: If I were looking for a docile woman, someone
> > >I can walk over and control, I would give you a call. But,
> > >unfortunately, I am looking for a Virtuous Woman. Someone that can be a
> >good
> > >wife and mother to my children. Someone who can be my best friend and
> > >understands my struggles. I am looking for a soul mate and;
> > >unfortunately, you do not and CANNOT fit the bill.
> > >
> > >No offense taken, none given.
> > >
> > >Signed,
> > >Indian Royalty

A good man is hard to find.

A Guyanese woman was walking along the banks of the Georgetown Seawall Bandstand when she tumbled pon a old empty dutch bottle. She picked it up and rubbed it,( hoping) and lo-and-behold a smokey man (Genie)appeared. She talked with him awhile then the Genie told her he would grant her ONE wish. She said she heard from a cousin that she would get three wishes if she ever found a Genie.


The Genie said, "Nope, sorry three-wish genies are fo people who have all their teeth. For you just one. So... what'll it be?" The woman didn't hesitate. She said, "I want peace all over da world, Hindu and muslim must agree and muslim and Jews must live in peace . See this map, I want these countries to stop fighting with each other and I want all the Arabs to love Jews and Americans and vice-versa. It will bring about world peace and happiness. "


The Genie looked at the map and exclaimed, "Lawd Lady, a wah wrang wid yu? PLEASE BE REASONABLE! These countries have been at war for thousands of years. I'm out of shape after being in a bottle for five hundred years. I'm good, but NOT THAT GOOD!!! . I don't think it can be done. "PLEASE, man , make another wish and please, a beg yu... Be reasonable."

The woman thought for a minute and said, "Well, I've never been able to find the right Guyanese man... You know, one that is considerate and fun , likes to dance and helps with the cooking & house-cleaning, is great in bed and is always FAITHFUL. That's what I wish for... a good Guyanese man. The Genie let out a long sigh, shook his head and said, "Let me see that friggin' map again."

Using foul, denigrating language is a mindless habit for many, and few realize it's profoundly negative effects

Using foul, denigrating language is a mindless habit for many, and few realize it's profoundly negative effects
By Satguru Sivaya Subramuniyaswami.

Many people, even those who consider themselves religious, go through life using profane language to express their frustrations at each difficulty they meet. Do they know the effect of these negative mantras? Apparently not. People who swear--even if it is just under their breath--are cursing themselves. What does that mean? It means they are holding themselves back in life. They are demeaning themselves and making themselves unsuccessful. Their lack of success will create more frustrations within the home, and more swearing. Even thinking a swear word is a mantra.

Why do people repeat mantras? To generate a positive force for successful life. Why do people swear mentally, under their breath, or verbally, or at their children, or at their wives, or wives at their husbands? To vent their anger, spite or sarcasm, or just by mindless habit. But in the process, they unleash a negative force that will ruin their lives, break up their homes. Every time you swear, that swearing goes into your subconscious and hooks up with all the other swear words you've said since you were a kid.

Many people habitually say, "I'll be damned," "Damn you," or "Damn it" as figures of speech. But all speech has its effect. Such mantras block their future and bind them to what they wish on others or crassly blurt out. This is a good way to curse oneself, to be sure, to build a big balloon of negative energy. Under that negative force, they will never be able to relax or enjoy a vacation. Many people live together as a family, but their home is broken, their lives are broken, because they broke their own heart and took their own courage away simply by swearing a repeated mantra. Using profane language is a curse upon the system we call life.

What is even worse is knowing you shouldn't do something and then doing it anyway, even knowing why you shouldn't do it and doing it anyway, knowing why you shouldn't swear, why you shouldn't be abusive to the children, why you shouldn't be abusive to the wife, and then doing it anyway! It has a triple impact of force on the subconscious mind of the individual if he knows what he is doing to himself and to the minds of others, if he knows the law, and yet ignores the law of karma, the divine karmic law that he accepted.
Now, having heard this, if you continue to break the law, you bring a triple curse upon yourself! That is the built-in prayaschitta, the automatic penance. Those of you who know how the subconscious mind and the sub of the subconscious mind work can see the negative impact very, very clearly. And if you continue knowingly going against what you know is harmful to you, you will earn a bad birth.

I was on a United Airlines flight. A stewardess spilled something. She didn't use the "d" word, the "s" word or the "f" word. She kept a smile on her face and cleaned up the mess! Why didn't she swear? Because if you're an employee on a United Airlines flight, you don't swear or else you don't take the next flight! That's why. The motivation to change isn't that clear when, for example, someone is working at a construction site where everyone else is also swearing. But the motivation to stop swearing should be clear, because it takes its toll even if you don't realize it. It is simply taking longer to lose your job, because swearing will make you less productive, less functional, less liked by others. You'll be cheated, you'll make wrong financial decisions and your income will go down. Your inspiration will go down. You can count on it, because you are repeating mantras to destroy everything that you have. You won't be able to appreciate that sunset. You will be so confused on the inside that all you'll see is your own mind. Avoiding all that should be the motivation, but the effect is slow, insidious, and in most cases not appreciated.

People who are cynical are also expressing their anger and contempt with snide words. They may seem to be joking, but their sharp feelings come across anyway, which stimulates the chakras below the muladhara, until one day their cynicism will turn into real anger.

One of the greatest spiritual laws is saucha kriya, doing good. Now, what is doing good? Doing good is controlling your mind, really, because when the mind is out of control or when you allow it to be out of control, you are really under the control of the instinctive minds of other people. You are more or less like a puppet in their hands. Therefore, we teach,"Think before you speak, and speak only that which is true, kind, helpful and necessary." This is very, very difficult for most people to do. Like those who swear, those who gossip and backbite do not think. They pick up the low, seething vibrations of the instinctive mind of everyone around and, like stovepipes, emanate the smoke of the fire that is going on underneath.

Gossipping is like scratching an itch. Something is antagonizing your mind, so you gossip, and you go on and on and on until somebody changes the subject for you, or until somebody does something else that you can gossip about. Shall we say that backbiting and hurtful gossip are the dissipation of the creative, spiritual force? That's all they are, the dissipation of your great, God-given inner power. Anyone will tell you that to dissipate your energy is bad for you, but you do that when you gossip. By doing that, you are only the chimney, the smokestack, of the seething, instinctive mind, the ugly state of mind, of other people. You are not in control of your own mind. Have I painted a picture that is bad enough, gruesome enough, for you all to stop gossiping and backbiting and control your mind a little bit? Gossip invokes the asuric beings on the lower astral plane and makes new karmas for the gossiper, who will be gossiped about in the future when the karmas return.

Let's paint another picture. When you defile others, mentally and verbally, through backbiting gossip about the happenings in their lives, you are hurting them. You are actually making it difficult for them to succeed, to even persist where they are. They sense, they feel, the ugliness that you are projecting toward them. Many women gossip about their husbands over the telephone to other women while their husbands are at work. How can the husband be successful with the wife's mind, in which he presumably trusts, working and plotting against him in such a chaotic way?

It takes great sincerity in life to control the mind. And the power to be sincere is based on honesty. Honesty, arjava, one of the most important yamas, Vedic restraints, gives a great boon to you. It gives you stability. It makes you strong. It makes every atom in your being vibrate with an inner power. It gives you perspective; it gives you the eye to justice. But you must first be honest with yourself.

Each thought and each word has a form, an etheric form. That is why when a room is happy and you walk into it, you feel joyous. When a house is sad and you walk into it, you can sense that misery, for every thought you think and every word you speak takes form and shape in the ether. Prana is mental energy. When you use mental energy, you make mental creations. When you use physical energy, you can create physically. With your hands, you can build a house, you can cook a dinner; you can do many things with your physical energy and your physical body. With your mind, through the use of prana, you can also create for yourself. You would be surprised at the power that you have in your mind as an individual.

Suppose you are generating a thought for something good to happen, a positive circumstance you want to come your way. You concentrate upon it, you generate it and you make the picture just the way you want to see it. Then you are happy and joyous. You feel as if it has already happened. Now suppose you drop into a lower state of consciousness. You begin to gossip. You use foul language and backbite. You lose control of your mind. You don't put your intuitive mind first. You put the instinctive mind first and begin to think: "Oh, that can't possibly happen because of this.... " Or, "I can't possibly do this because of that..." You are building a negative pattern of fear, worry and doubt that covers up the beautiful picture and snuffs it out. Then, when it does not manifest, you say: "My prayers were not answered. God was too busy helping somebody else. He couldn't help me." But you were the creator. You preserved it on the mental plane for as long as you could, and without knowing it, you destroyed it before it manifested physically. That is one way you can go on through life; as so many, many people do, blaming others for their own self-created failures.

Do you know what all of that is? Confusion of the mind! So we have two alternatives: confusion or control. And we have all the spiritual laws to follow that help you control your mind. When the external mind is controlled, then the spirit, or inner being, the Reality of you, can shine forth. Shall we say that a confused mind is like clouds the sun cannot shine through? A controlled mind is like clear ether which the radiance of the sun can shine through.

Balgobin

This is too funny..............


MATH

TEACHER: Balgobin, why are you doing your math sums on the floor?
Balgobin: You tell me to do it without using tables!

GO SLOW

TEACHER: Balgobin why are you late?
Balgobin: Because of the sign.
TEACHER: What sign?
Balgobin: The one that says, "School Ahead, Go Slow."

CROC

TEACHER: Balgobin, how do you spell "crocodile"?
Balgobin: "K-R-O-K-O-D-A-I-L"
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
Balgobin: Maybe. If yuh seh so. But you ask me how I spell it!

H2O

TEACHER: What is the chemical formula for water?
Balgobin: I know!! It's "HIJKLMNO"!!
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
Balgobin: Yesterday you said it's H to O!

WHO DISCOVER GUYANA
TEACHER: Balgobin, go to the map and find Guyana.
Balgobin: Here it is!
TEACHER: Correct. Now, class, who discovered Guyana?
CLASS: Balgobin!
VERY IMPORTANT

TEACHER: Balgobin, name one important thing we have today that we
didn't have ten years ago.
Balgobin: Me!

I

TEACHER: Balgobin, give me a sentence starting with "I."
Balgobin: I is...
TEACHER: No, no, Balgobin. Always say, "I am."
Balgobin: All right... "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet."
COINCIDENCE

TEACHER: "Can anybody give an example of COINCIDENCE?"
Balgobin: "Sir, my mother and father got married on the same day,

and

at the same time."

SAY YOUR PRAYERS

TEACHER: Now, Balgobin, tell me frankly do you say prayers before
eating?
Balgobin: No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook.

MY DOG, YOUR DOG

TEACHER: Balgobin, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the
same as your brother's. Did you copy his?
Balgobin: No, teacher! It's the same dog!

SMUDGE RESPONSE

The arithmetic teacher had written 10.9 on the blackboard and had

then rubbed out the decimal point to show the effect of
multiplying this number by ten.
"Balgobin," the teacher asked, "where is the decimal point now?"
"On the eraser!"

JUST A DOT

The kindergarten class had a homework assignment to find out
about something exciting and relate it to the class the next day.

When the time came for the little kids to give their reports, the

teacher was calling on them one at a time.
She was reluctant to call on little Balgobin, knowing that he
sometimes could be a bit crude. But, eventually, his turn
came....

Little Balgobin walked up to the front of the class and, with a
piece
of chalk, made a small white dot on the blackboard, then sat back

down.
Well,
the teacher couldn't figure out what Balgobin had in mind for his

report on something exciting, so she asked him just what that
was.

"It's a period," reported Balgobin.
"Well, I can see that," she said, "but what's so exciting about a

period?"

"Me nah know", said Balgobin, "but, this morning, me sister say
she miss one. Me Daddy get a heart attack. Me mother faint. And
the next

ting we know, the man next door shoot he self!"

FACES

Finding little Balgobin making faces at others on the playground,
Ms.
Sita stopped to gently reprove the child.

Smiling sweetly, the school teacher said, "Balgobin, when I was a

child, I was told if that I made ugly faces, it would freeze and
I would stay like that."

Balgobin looked up, shook his head and replied, "Well, Ms Sita,
you can't say nobody didn't warn yuh.
You should have listened!"

Friday, February 23, 2007

From the Universe


Dearest Family Members,

I am writing to tell you just how wonderful you are. You spend time with each other, tease one another but best of all you support each other.

I am very proud of you all.

Live, love and be happy.

The Universe

A THIRD GRADERS EXPLANATION OF GOD

Written by Danny Dutton, age 8, from Chula Vista, California, for his third grade homework assignment to "Explain God."

One of God's main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth. He doesn't make grown-ups, just babies. I think because they are smaller and easier to make. That way, He doesn't have to take up His valuable time teaching them to talk and walk. He can just leave that to mothers and fathers.
God's second most important job is listening to prayers. An awful lot of this goes on, since some people, like preachers and things, pray at times besides bedtime. God doesn't have time to listen to the radio or TV because of this. Because He hears everything there must be a terrible lot of noise in His ears, unless He has thought of a way to turn it off. God sees everything and hears everything and is everywhere which keeps Him pretty busy. So you shouldn't go wasting His time by going over your mom and dad's head asking for something they said you couldn't have.
Atheists are people who don't believe in God. I don't think there are any in Chula Vista. At least there aren't any who come to our church. Jesus is God's Son. He used to do all the hard work like walking on water and performing miracles and trying to teach the people who didn't want to learn about God. They finally got tired of Him preaching to them and they crucified Him. But He was good and kind like His Father and He told His Father that they didn't know what they were doing and to forgive them and God said OK.
His Dad (God) appreciated everything that He had done and all His hard work on earth so He told Him He didn't have to go out on the road anymore, He could stay in heaven. So He did. And now He helps His Dad out by listening to prayers and seeing things which are important for God to take care of and which ones He can take care of Himself without having to bother God. Like a secretary only more important. You can pray anytime you want and they are sure to hear you because they got it worked out so one of them is on duty all the times.
You should always go to Church on Sunday because it makes God happy, and if there's anybody you want to make happy, it's God. Don't skip church to do something you think will be more fun like going to the beach. This is wrong! And, besides, the sun doesn't come out at the beach until noon anyway.
If you don't believe in God, besides being an atheist, you will be very lonely, because your parents can't go everywhere with you, like to camp, but God can. It is good to know He's around you when you're scared in the dark or when you can't swim very good and you get thrown into real deep water by big kids. But you shouldn't just always think of what God can do for you. I figure God put me here and He can take me back anytime He pleases.

And that's why I believe in God."

The Engineer

An engineer dies and reports to the pearly gates. St. Peter checks
his list and says, "Ah, you're an engineer. You're in the wrong place,
fella." So the engineer disappointedly reports to the gates of Hell,
wondering what he did to deserve this.

Pretty soon, having accepted his fate, the engineer gets
dissatisfied with the level of comfort in Hell, and starts designing and
building improvements. After a while, they've got air conditioning, flush
toliets, escalators, etc., and the engineer is a pretty popular guy.

One day, God calls Satan up on his telephathic connection and
asks, "So how's it going down there in Hell?"

Satan replies, "Hey, things
are going great. We've got air conditioning, flush toilets and
escalators, and there's no telling what this engineer is going to
come up with next. We're having a wonderful time.

God replies: "What?!!! You've got an engineer? That's a
mistake -- he should never have gotten down there. Send him up
here."

Satan says, "No way! I like having an engineer on the staff, and I'm
keeping him."

God says, "Send him back up here or I'll sue."

Satan laughs uroariously and answers, "Yeah, right! And just
where are YOU going to get a lawyer.

Message from the Universe

The following is NOT wishful thinking, it's the cold, hard truth: Once you form a desire for something to have or experience in your mind, IT BECOMES A REALITY in the world of thoughts. Then, because THOUGHTS BECOME THINGS... that reality immediately goes to work looking for expression somewhere in YOUR VICINITY. To facilitate this expression, UNDERSTAND that YOUR JOB has already been done... and that it's time to let the Universe takeover. This doesn't mean DO NOTHING, but it does mean that you can stop worrying, stop calculating, and stop second guessing, so that you can begin listening to the Universe through your own hunches and intuition. You're in AWESOME hands; just remember though, this works with all thoughts, your positive ones, and the other ones too.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Thai Food



Good times. NYC 2005.

Dunno who posted the last one, but the brilliance of it would indicate that it was prolly Yogesh. Yogesh, only as I get older and go through life do I realise the truth in your words...You are wise beyond your years.

-Roger

Friday, February 16, 2007

After awhile you learn
the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul
and you learn that love doesn't mean possession
and company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept
your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead
with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build your roads today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
and futures have ways of falling down in mid-flight.
After awhile you learn that even sunshine
burns if you get too much so you plant your
own garden and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure
that you really are strong
and you really do have worth
and you learn
and you learn...

It is better to light candles
than to curse the darkness.
It is better to plant seeds
than to accuse the earth.
The world needs all of our power
and love and energy,
and each of us has something that we can give.
The trick is to find it and use it,
to find it and give it away.
So there will always be more.
We can be lights for each other,
and through each other's illumination
we will see the way.
Each of us is a seed,
a silent promise,and it is always spring.

Whatever our hands touch -
We leave fingerprints!
On walls, on furniture
On doorknobs, dishes, books.
There's no escape.
As we touch we leave our identity.

Wherever I go today
Help me leave heartprints!
Heartprints of compassion
Of understanding and love.

Heartprints of kindness
And genuine concern.
May my heart touch a lonely neighbor
Or a runaway daughter
Or an anxious mother
Or perhaps an aged grandfather.

Send me out today
To leave heartprints.
And if someone should say,
"I felt your touch,"
May they also sense the love
that is deep within my heart.

Author Unknown
Language does have the power to change reality. Therefore, treat your words as the mighty instruments they are - to heal, to bring into being, to remove, as if by magic, the terrible violations of childhood, to nurture, to cherish, to bless, to forgive - to create from the whole cloth of your soul, true love.

Live for those who love me,
For those who know me true,
For the Heaven that smiles above me,
And awaits my spirit too;
For the cause that lacks assistance,
For the wrong that needs resistance,
For the future in the distance,
And the good that I can do.

Iwill greet this day with love in my heart. And how will I do this? Henceforth will I look on all things with love and be born again. I will love the sun for it warms my bones; yet I will love the rain for it cleanses my spirit. I will love the light for it shows me the way; yet I will love the darkness for it shows me the stars. I will welcome happiness as it enlarges my heart; yet I will endure sadness for it opens my soul. I will acknowledge rewards for they are my due; yet I will welcome obstacles for they are my challenge.