Sunday, January 31, 2016

Night Music


Every part of this soil is sacred in the estimation of my people. Every hillside, every valley, every plain and grove, has been hallowed by some sad or happy event in days long vanished. Even the rocks, which seem to be dumb and dead as the swelter in the sun along the silent shore, thrill with memories of stirring events connected with the lives of my people, and the very dust upon which you now stand responds more lovingly to their footsteps than yours, because it is rich with the blood of our ancestors, and our bare feet are conscious of the sympathetic touch. 
Our departed braves, fond mothers, glad, happy hearted maidens, and even the little children who lived here and rejoiced here for a brief season, will love these somber solitudes and at eventide they greet shadowy returning spirits. And when the last Red Man shall have perished, and the memory of my tribe shall have become a myth among the White Men, these shores will swarm with the invisible dead of my tribe, and when your children's children think themselves alone in the field, the store, the shop, upon the highway, or in the silence of the pathless woods, they will not be alone. In all the earth there is no place dedicated to solitude. At night when the streets of your cities and villages are silent and you think them deserted, they will throng with the returning hosts that once filled them and still love this beautiful land. The White Man will never be alone.
Let him be just and deal kindly with my people, for the dead are not powerless. Dead, did I say? There is no death, only a change of worlds.
Chief Seattle

I don't know what your destiny will be, but one thing I know: the only ones among you who will be really happy are those who have sought and found how to serve.
- Albert Schweitzer

“Surely it's better to love others, however messy and imperfect the involvement, than to allow one's capacity for love to harden.”
― Karen Armstrong,

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
~ Rumi

“Wanting to reform the world without discovering one’s true self is like trying to cover the world with leather to avoid the pain of walking on stones and thorns. It is much simpler to wear shoes.” –
Ramana Maharshi

“The simplest acts of kindness are by far more powerful then a thousand heads bowing in prayer.”
― Mahatma Gandh

“Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. 
In our response lies our growth and our freedom.” –
Victor Frankl

“Every sunrise is an invitation for us to arise and brighten someone's day.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich

Let us forgive each other – only then will we live in peace.
Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy

“The present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you are attentive, you will see it.”
― Thích Nhất Hạnh

"Were I to be the founder of a new sect, I would call them Apiarians, and, after the example of the bee, advise them to extract the honey of every sect."  - Thomas Jefferson

Saturday, January 30, 2016

Night Music

Saturday Matinee

My Town!!!
It's normal for kids to try and pull off something sneaky when their parents aren't looking. But one little girl went above and beyond to sneak her best friend into the house when her mom's back was turned. The only problem? Her friend just so happens to be a cow!  When the little girl's mom walked into the house, she discovered her daughter had let their pet cow, Izzy onto their indoor porch. As Izzy rested on the floor, the little girl tried to come up with a story to explain her appearance in the house. 

Friday, January 29, 2016

Night Music,

A Cautionary Tale.

by John


 Groan - C, E-flat, and G go into a bar. The bartender says, "Sorry, but we don't serve minors." 

So E-flat leaves, and C and G have an open fifth between them. After a few drinks, the fifth is diminished, and G is out flat. F comes in and tries to augment the situation, but is not sharp enough. 

D comes in and heads for the bathroom, saying, "Excuse me; I'll just be a second." Then A comes in, but the bartender is not convinced that this relative of C is not a minor. 

Then the bartender notices B-flat hiding at the end of the bar and says, "Get out! You're the seventh minor I've found in this bar tonight." 

E-flat comes back the next night in a three-piece suit with nicely shined shoes. The bartender says, "You're looking sharp tonight. Come on in, this could be a major development."

Sure enough, E-flat soon takes off his suit and everything else, and is au natural. Eventually C sobers up and realizes in horror that he's under a rest. C is brought to trial, found guilty of contributing to the diminution of a minor, and is sentenced to 10 years of D.S. without Coda at an upscale correctional facility.

Venison for dinner? Oh deer!

Velcro - what a rip off!

Haunted French pancakes give me the crepes.

 I got a job at a bakery because I kneaded dough.

All the toilets in New York 's police stations have been stolen. 
Police have nothing to go on.

I dropped out of communism class because of lousy Marx.

I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest.

England has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool .

 What do you call a dinosaur with a extensive vocabulary? A thesaurus.

I tried to catch some fog. I mist.

Broken pencils are pointless.

I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me!

What does a clock do when it's hungry? It goes back four seconds.

When you get a bladder infection, urine trouble.

Did you hear about the cross eyed teacher who lost her job because she couldn't control her pupils?

h/t John K