P. M. Thorne
Registered Senior Member
PART TWO OF TWO.........
ROSA -And then someone comes and has the nerve to call humans "the crown of creation". I am appalled.
PMT -Guess I never was called that, nor am I remembering it. Who said that silly thing anyway? Whomever has a right to think so I guess. In all seriousness, we are all in this together, animal, vegetable and mineral; we are nature, and what hurts one hurts another. There is, in truth, not only no them or us with people, but there really is no that or us in this world of events. We are fastly becoming more and more connected and affected by one another’s foolishness as well as by one another’s love. And I expect that if our energy lives on, so does the energy of each animal. I think if we could even come close to realizing what we have, and what we are, to God, through God and through his creation, we would all become pioneers and clean up our messes and the messes of those who went before us. My consolation is, (what consolation I have, that is), . . . that if no one caused any more trouble than I do, wasted no more than I do, destroyed no more than I do, this world would be in far better condition than now, and would be so going forward. That is not much, but it is mine and I am keeping it!
ROSA -That's why we need to educate ourselves in many ways, to not vote for the wrong man, or at least, after the harm being done, do all we can to get that wrong man off of his position or at least disable his undertakings as much as possible.
PMT - I think that someone is busy on that one. The truth is, this is a democracy, and many who vote do not have a clue. But, we who are all-knowing, when it comes to international crisis and political affairs in general, should certainly step forward and tell all those people in the white house and congress where they err. Then, of course, WE tell the people, and they will listen to us, realizing how smart we are, and rush right out to do their civic duty! Well, that did it. Now, you want to put a sock in my mouth, right? Just messing with you, Rosa.
ROSA: How could I disagree after you have presented it so illustratively?
PMT: Hmm. Now, where are you? (Smile)
ROSA: I hate that! I am not a box, so that I would have sides. I prefer to see myself as a ball.
PMT: Would I too, if I saw you? (Ha, ha, ha.)
ROSA: But personally, I think this non-physical work is somehow more dangerous, as demons come creeping up behind one ...
PMT - Well, I can tell you this: After working in a field ten hours, when your head hits your pillow, you do not lie awake wondering what someone meant, or planning how you will spend your next check. You go to sleep. One time after ten hours in the Del Monte Cannery (age 16), I awakened with both arms above my head, and I could not move them. My aunt Nora came and rubbed them for me, gently. She told me that I did not want to rub them too hard, because it would really hurt. Obviously, she had experienced similar things. Finally, they were normal again. That was kind of scary. What I did in the canary was grab a can off a tray, scoop up green beans, bang the can on a wooden block and set it back on the tray. There were others bringing trays of empties and taking away the full ones. I suppose the banging for ten hours upset my arms, so to speak. It was weird. My point is that I “died” when I went to bed, probably did not move much all night, but going forward I was not so inclined to have arms above my head, which had until then been my preferred way to go to sleep.
PMT -Very interesting comments about over-stimulation. It is not good for adults either. We need times of peace, of quiet, of blankness, if you will. How can we ever receive anything if we never stop talking, or never stop the noisy pictures?
ROSA -But personally, I think this non-physical work is somehow more dangerous, as demons come creeping up behind one ...
PMT …….Oh.
ROSA - Maybe. If you dress pink.
PMT - I am not too big on pink, but on occasion………….
ROSA: See, dang it, I didn't grow up on a farm.
PMT -Nor did I. You would not have the time to know how I grew up, or if I did. There were many times, however, when I was affiliated with farming people. All we had, and by we, wherever my mother dumped me, was maybe a cow, a pig, chickens …or maybe none of those, but always and forever a garden, and at my aunt Bessie’s, always flowers. Am I being too mushy, saying she had flowers. I know flowers bother you a lot. (Smile)
PMT - She and my uncle lived in a workman’s house on a dairy farm during my primary years, and theirs was my favorite place to be, because I had moved from Oklahoma with them when I was two, and they were more like parents than anyone for some years, off and on. I hated it when my mom remarried and I had to live with her, and felt guilty that I hated it, and tried really hard not to show it. I was five then, and it was never the same after that. I sure loved that hard working woman. I also lived with them between 18 and 10. Boy, could she make good cherry pies! What a cook she was, and what a pal.
ROSA: But I have a cat sleeping next to me, and I won't even try to say how beautiful that is, because it is sooooooo ...
PMT: I absolutely love cats. Mine died of cancer at 15, not long before I left Texas. Her name was Fluffy. I had lost Zeno just a few months before at age 9, with some disease from one of their danged ticks, not lyme, but something else. He was such a sweet big old doggie. It was so sad, losing them both, so glad I had Boomer already.
ROSA: Now I'm gonna switch myself into the Mona Lisa mode. Hm.
PMT: You lost me here. What?
goodnight now. pmt
ROSA -And then someone comes and has the nerve to call humans "the crown of creation". I am appalled.
PMT -Guess I never was called that, nor am I remembering it. Who said that silly thing anyway? Whomever has a right to think so I guess. In all seriousness, we are all in this together, animal, vegetable and mineral; we are nature, and what hurts one hurts another. There is, in truth, not only no them or us with people, but there really is no that or us in this world of events. We are fastly becoming more and more connected and affected by one another’s foolishness as well as by one another’s love. And I expect that if our energy lives on, so does the energy of each animal. I think if we could even come close to realizing what we have, and what we are, to God, through God and through his creation, we would all become pioneers and clean up our messes and the messes of those who went before us. My consolation is, (what consolation I have, that is), . . . that if no one caused any more trouble than I do, wasted no more than I do, destroyed no more than I do, this world would be in far better condition than now, and would be so going forward. That is not much, but it is mine and I am keeping it!
ROSA -That's why we need to educate ourselves in many ways, to not vote for the wrong man, or at least, after the harm being done, do all we can to get that wrong man off of his position or at least disable his undertakings as much as possible.
PMT - I think that someone is busy on that one. The truth is, this is a democracy, and many who vote do not have a clue. But, we who are all-knowing, when it comes to international crisis and political affairs in general, should certainly step forward and tell all those people in the white house and congress where they err. Then, of course, WE tell the people, and they will listen to us, realizing how smart we are, and rush right out to do their civic duty! Well, that did it. Now, you want to put a sock in my mouth, right? Just messing with you, Rosa.
ROSA: How could I disagree after you have presented it so illustratively?
PMT: Hmm. Now, where are you? (Smile)
ROSA: I hate that! I am not a box, so that I would have sides. I prefer to see myself as a ball.
PMT: Would I too, if I saw you? (Ha, ha, ha.)
ROSA: But personally, I think this non-physical work is somehow more dangerous, as demons come creeping up behind one ...
PMT - Well, I can tell you this: After working in a field ten hours, when your head hits your pillow, you do not lie awake wondering what someone meant, or planning how you will spend your next check. You go to sleep. One time after ten hours in the Del Monte Cannery (age 16), I awakened with both arms above my head, and I could not move them. My aunt Nora came and rubbed them for me, gently. She told me that I did not want to rub them too hard, because it would really hurt. Obviously, she had experienced similar things. Finally, they were normal again. That was kind of scary. What I did in the canary was grab a can off a tray, scoop up green beans, bang the can on a wooden block and set it back on the tray. There were others bringing trays of empties and taking away the full ones. I suppose the banging for ten hours upset my arms, so to speak. It was weird. My point is that I “died” when I went to bed, probably did not move much all night, but going forward I was not so inclined to have arms above my head, which had until then been my preferred way to go to sleep.
PMT -Very interesting comments about over-stimulation. It is not good for adults either. We need times of peace, of quiet, of blankness, if you will. How can we ever receive anything if we never stop talking, or never stop the noisy pictures?
ROSA -But personally, I think this non-physical work is somehow more dangerous, as demons come creeping up behind one ...
PMT …….Oh.
ROSA - Maybe. If you dress pink.
PMT - I am not too big on pink, but on occasion………….
ROSA: See, dang it, I didn't grow up on a farm.
PMT -Nor did I. You would not have the time to know how I grew up, or if I did. There were many times, however, when I was affiliated with farming people. All we had, and by we, wherever my mother dumped me, was maybe a cow, a pig, chickens …or maybe none of those, but always and forever a garden, and at my aunt Bessie’s, always flowers. Am I being too mushy, saying she had flowers. I know flowers bother you a lot. (Smile)
PMT - She and my uncle lived in a workman’s house on a dairy farm during my primary years, and theirs was my favorite place to be, because I had moved from Oklahoma with them when I was two, and they were more like parents than anyone for some years, off and on. I hated it when my mom remarried and I had to live with her, and felt guilty that I hated it, and tried really hard not to show it. I was five then, and it was never the same after that. I sure loved that hard working woman. I also lived with them between 18 and 10. Boy, could she make good cherry pies! What a cook she was, and what a pal.
ROSA: But I have a cat sleeping next to me, and I won't even try to say how beautiful that is, because it is sooooooo ...
PMT: I absolutely love cats. Mine died of cancer at 15, not long before I left Texas. Her name was Fluffy. I had lost Zeno just a few months before at age 9, with some disease from one of their danged ticks, not lyme, but something else. He was such a sweet big old doggie. It was so sad, losing them both, so glad I had Boomer already.
ROSA: Now I'm gonna switch myself into the Mona Lisa mode. Hm.
PMT: You lost me here. What?
goodnight now. pmt