to the groom.

He was called up to give a few words of blessing to the groom, and he spoke of his method to crawl through and survive his marriage. He said:

"I don't try to ruin, I mean run, her life; and I don't try to run my life. Blessings to you."

(and he might've said other stuff, but he was so drunk, and who in their right mind quotes drunk people...?)

go to school.

"Something else an academic education will do for you. If you go along with it any considerable distance, it'll begin to give you an idea what size mind you have. What it'll fit and, maybe, what it won't. Ater a while, you'll have an idea what kind of thoughts your particluar size mind should be wearing. For one thing, it may save you an extraordinary amount of time trying on ideas that don't suit you, aren't becoming to you. You'l begin to know your true measurements and dress your mind accordingly."

So go to school, you little peoples of the world. Go to some goddamn school.

All you have to do is say something nobody understands and they'll do practically anything you want them to.

commaless

1. Though controversial subliminal learning appeals to many people.

2. Using specially prepared tape recorders communicate hidden messages to listeners.

2.5. Some people who want to learn supposedly without effort by listening to the tape.

3. To prevent shoplifting twenty major department stores started using subliminal tapes.

4. Of the twenty nine reported pilferage had decreased by about 37 percent.

5. Many people worrry that governments or businesses might use subliminal learning to control people against their will.

Knock yourselves out.

Live humbly.

Then he came back and sat down with the paper in his hand. "Oddly enough, this wasn't written by a practicing poet. It was written by a psychoanalyst name Wilhelm Stekel. Here's what he- Are you still with me?"
"Yes, sure I am."
"Here's what he said: 'The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.' "

O the rest.

and then I searched it online and found the poem in its entirety. O, the wonder.

Some say that love's a little boy,
And some say it's a bird,
Some say it makes the world go round,
And some say that's absurd,
And when I asked the man next-door,
Who looked as if he knew,
His wife got very cross indeed,
And said it wouldn't do.

Does it look like a pair of pajamas,
Or the ham in a temperance hotel?
Does it's odour remind one of llamas,
Or has it a comforting smell?
Is it prickly to touch as a hedge is,
Or soft as eiderdown fluff?
Is it sharp or quite smooth at the edges?
O tell me the truth about love.

Our history books refer to it
In cryptic little notes,
It's quite a common topic on
The Transatlantic boats;
I've found the subject mentioned in
Accounts of suicides,
And even seen it scribbled on
The backs of railway-guides.

Does it howl like a hungry Alsatian,
Or boom like a military band?
Could one give a first-rate imitation
On a saw or a Steinway Grand?
Is its singing at parties a riot?
Does it only like Classical stuff?
Will it stop when one wants to be quiet?
O tell me the truth about love.

I looked inside the summer-house;
it wasn't ever there:
I tried the Thames at Maidenhead,
And Brighton's bracing air.
I don't know what the blackbird sang,
Or what the tulip said;
But it wasn't in the chicken-run,
Or underneath the bed.

Can it pull extraordinary faces?
Is it usually sick on a swing?
Does it spend all it's time at the races,
Or fiddling with pieces of string?
Has it views of it's own about money?
Does it think Patriotism enough?
Are its stories vulgar but funny?
O tell me the truth about love.

O do tell!

When it comes, will it come without warning
Just as I'm picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning,
Or tread in the bus on my shoes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.

W.H. Auden

Kathy

I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I.

goddamn Actors

In the first place, I hate actors. They never act like people. They just think they do. Some of the good ones do, in a very slight way, but not in a way that's fun to watch. And if any actor's really good, you can always tell he knows he's good, and that spoils it.

Todah!

Katuv, sheBesha'at HaDchak, efshar lismoch al Rabbi Shimon Bar Yochai.

Boy, am I glad he's coming around...

on Relig.

Utopus (founder of Utopia) made this law*, not only to preserve the peace, which he saw being completely destroyed by endless disputes and implacable feuds, but also because he thought it was in the best interests of religion itself. He didn't' presume to say which creed was right. Apparently he considered it possible that God made different people believe different things, because He wanted to be worshiped in many different ways. But he was evidently quite certain that it was stupid and arrogant to bully everyone else into adopting one's own particular creed. It seemed to him perfectly obvious that , even if there only one true religion, and all the rest were nonsense, truth would eventually prevail of its own accord- as long as the matter was discussed calmly and reasonably. But if it was decided by force of arms, the best and most spiritual type of religion would go down before the silliest forms of superstition, just as corn is liable to be overgrown by thorns and brambles- for the worst people are always the most obstinate.

*So immediately after his victory he made a law, by which everyone was free to practise what religion he liked, and to try and convert other people to his own faith, provided he did it it quitetly and politely, by rational argument. But, if he failed to convince them, he was not allowed to make bitter attacks on other religions, nor to employ violence or personal abuse.

ahhhh. yummmm.

There are three ways to bring unity between two opposites:

The first is by introducing a power that transcends both of them and to which they both utterly surrender their entire being. They are then at peace with each other because they are both under the influence of the same force. But their being is not at peace -- their being is simply ignored.

The second way is by finding a middle ground where the two beings meet. The two are at peace where they meet on that middle ground -- but the rest of their territory remains apart and distant.

The third way is to reveal that the essence of every aspect of the two beings is one and the same.

"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who matter don't mind and those who mind don't matter!"

tx SILAWIP, for not minding.

There was peace.

First there was One. There was no peace, because there was nothing with which to make peace. There was only One.

Then there was Two. There was Plurality. From this point on, an infinite cacophony of conflict extended in all directions and forever.

And on the third day G-d created peace.Peace is not homogeneity. Peace does not mean that everyone thinks the same way. Peace is when there is plurality that finds a higher Oneness.

-Daily Dose of Wisdom:)