Thursday, 27 February 2025

 When a patient receives a terminal diagnosis, a clock starts. 

In an instant, the future becomes finite. Doctors do their best to predict life expectancy based on median survival, the period of time after diagnosis when half of patients with the disease are still alive. 

But statistics can't tell you if you'll host Thanksgiving dinner...

..or attend your grandkids' recital.



Wednesday, 26 February 2025

 

Whenever someone dies, 

a part of the universe dies too. 


Everything a person felt, 

experienced, and saw dies with them, 

like tears in the rain



 


 February is a suitable month for dying. 

 the winter hateful, hanging on too long



Even though February was the shortest month of the year, 

sometimes it seemed like the longest

 

I used to try to decide which was the worst month of the year.

 In the winter I would choose February



 

The reason that God 

made February short a few days 

was because he knew 

that by the time people came to the end of it 

they would die if they had to stand 

one more blasted day






 

 You've heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. 

First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches on forever

like an ocean of time...




 

Every person is put on earth condemned to die. 

Time and method of execution unknown.



 

No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away..


 

Remember those posters that said 


Today is the first day of the rest of your life 


Well, that's true of every day but one 

- the day you die.




 

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? 

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.


 

 life hurts a lot more than death. 

When you die the pain is over.



 

When we die, 

as when the scenes have been fixed on to celluloid and the scenery is pulled down and burnt 

— we are phantoms in the memories of our descendants. 


Then we are ghosts, then we are myths. 


But still we are together. 

We are the past together, we are a distant past. 


Beneath the dome of the mysterious stars, 

I still hear your voice.




 

There's difference between being dead and dying. 

We're all dying.

 Some of us die for ninety years, 

and some of us die for nineteen. 


But each morning everyone on this planet wakes up one day closer to their death.

 Everyone. 


So living and dying are actually different words for the same thing, 

if you think about it



 

We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. 

Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born.

The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia.

 Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. 

We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people.

 In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here.

We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds, 

how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?



remember you must die

 



Memento mori is a Latin phrase meaning 'remember you must die'. 
A basic memento mori painting would be a portrait with a skull
 but other symbols commonly found are hour glasses or clocks, extinguished or guttering candles, fruit, and flowers.

 

die with dignity.

 There’s no such thing. 

Our bodies break down, sometimes when we’re ninety, sometimes before we’re even born, but it always happens and there’s never any dignity in it. 

I don’t care if you can walk, see, wipe your own ass, its always ugly. 

Always! 

You can live with dignity, you can’t die with it.



 Death is not about the disposal of the client.


What do the Dead care what happens to them? They're dead.

All the trappings of Death are for the living. It is the final reconciliation. The last farewell.




- the life force that all beings share and which animates them. 

This enters the body at conception and returns to God, to the point of origin, at death.




Death is a stripping away of all that is not you. 

The amazing miracle of death, 

when one second you're walking and talking,

 and the next second you're an object.

Tuesday, 25 February 2025

 

Why does February feel like one big Tuesday?



 

Because God is never cruel, there is a reason for all things. 

We must know the pain of loss; because if we never knew it, we would have no compassion for others, and we would become monsters of self-regard, creatures of unalloyed self-interest.

 The terrible pain of loss teaches humility to our prideful kind, has the power to soften uncaring hearts, to make a better person of a good one



Monday, 24 February 2025

 

and love is a word used
too much 

and
much
too soon



two enemies

 


Two twins, inseparably fused:


The hunger of the hungry

 and the fullness of the full.



 

the worst thing," he told me, "is bitterness, 

people end up so bitter




Saturday, 22 February 2025

 

Sometimes we need to lose something to understand its value


Friday, 21 February 2025


 We are like lambs in a field,

 disporting themselves under the eye of the butcher, 

who chooses out first one and then another for his prey.


Brenda Ann Spencer

 Spencer was charged as an adult. 

She pleaded guilty to two counts of first-degree murder and assault with a deadly weapon. 

On April 4, 1980, a day after her 18th birthday, she was sentenced to concurrent terms of 25 years-to-life in prison. 

Under the terms of her sentencing, Spencer became eligible for hearings to consider her suitability for parole in 1993.

Spencer has been denied parole in 

1993 

2001 

2005 

2009  

2022 

2025  


She is currently imprisoned at California Institution for Women in Chino. 

Spencer is often regarded as the first modern high-profile school shooter. 


She is eligible for parole again in 2028.



 I see no reasons 

Coz there are no reasons 

No reasons she should be let out 


Brenda Spencer Denied Parole

 

Brenda Spencer Denied Parole

San Diego County District Attorney Summer Stephan said today the woman who opened fire on a San Diego elementary school as a teen in 1979, killing two people and injuring nine others, has been denied parole following the strong objection of prosecutors. The decision to deny release for Brenda Spencer, 62, came after a Board of Parole hearing which included three victim statements and input from the District Attorney’s Office. During its deliberation, the Board considered Elder and Youthful Parole Laws when reaching its decision.

“The shock of this brazen crime rippled through the community in San Diego at the time and it continues to hold a place of infamy in the history of mass shootings in our nation,” said DA Stephan. “ While new laws are in place that can potentially speed up releases for individuals who were convicted as minors, as well as inmates who are over 50 years old, our position is that the totality of the horrific circumstances of this crime and this case do not warrant release and we are gratified that the Parole Board agreed with our position.” 

On the morning of Monday, January 29, 1979, Spencer began shooting from her house at children waiting for 53-year-old Principal Burton Wragg to open the gates to Grover Cleveland Elementary School. She injured eight children. She began with nine-year-old Cam Miller, since he was wearing Spencer’s favorite color, blue. Spencer shot and killed Wragg as he and teacher Daryl Barnes tried to help children. She also killed 56-year-old custodian Mike Suchar as he tried to pull a student to safety. A 28-year-old police officer, Robert Robb, had responded to a call for assistance during the incident, where he was wounded in the neck as he arrived.

After firing thirty-six times, Spencer barricaded herself inside her home for several hours. While there, she spoke by telephone to a reporter. Spencer told the reporter she had shot at the school children and adults because, “I don’t like Mondays. This livens up the day.”

Spencer was charged as an adult. She pleaded guilty to two counts of first-degree murder and assault with a deadly weapon. On April 4, 1980, a day after her 18th birthday, she was sentenced to concurrent terms of 25 years-to-life in prison. Under the terms of her sentencing, Spencer became eligible for hearings to consider her suitability for parole in 1993.

Spencer has been denied parole in 1993, 2001, 2005, 2009 and 2022. She is currently imprisoned at California Institution for Women in Chino. Spencer is often regarded as the first modern high-profile school shooter. She is eligible for parole again in 2028.

The DA’s Lifer Unit is responsible for handling parole hearings for inmates serving life sentences in California state prisons. The unit’s main role is to represent the interests of victims, their families, and public safety by advocating against the release of dangerous offenders when appropriate.



Thursday, 20 February 2025

 

 if all the apples are bad… maybe it’s the tree that’s the problem


 

Eccentricity is not, as some would believe, a form of madness. 

It is often a kind of innocent pride, 

and the man of genius and the aristocrat are frequently regarded as eccentrics 

because genius and aristocrat are entirely unafraid of and uninfluenced by the opinions and vagaries of the crowd.




Wednesday, 19 February 2025

 

Remember to act always as if you were at a symposium. 

When the food or drink comes around, reach out and take some politely;

 if it passes you by don't try pulling it back. 

And if it has not reached you yet, don't let your desire run ahead of you, be patient until your turn comes.


 Adopt a similar attitude with regard to children, wife, wealth and status, and in time, you will be entitled to dine with the gods. 

Go further and decline these goods even when they are on offer and you will have a share in the gods' power as well as their company. 


That is how Diogenes, Heraclitus and philosophers like them came to be called, and considered, divine



Tuesday, 18 February 2025

 

Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim. 

It is, one is told, the unforgivable sin, 

but it is a sin the corrupt or evil man never practices. 


He always has hope. 

He never reaches the freezing-point of knowing absolute failure. 

Only the man of goodwill carries always in his heart this capacity for damnation.


Monday, 17 February 2025

 

Nothing important is learned; 

it is simply remembered



Sunday, 16 February 2025

 

What you have done is out there 

and what you have done remembers 


Friday, 14 February 2025

Valentine Heart Tanika

 

If I was a Londoner, rich with complaintWould you take me back to your houseWhich is sainted with lust and the listless shadeIf I could have held you once more with that lightIt's nothing to you, but it keeps me aliveLike a Valentine's Day, it's a Valentine's heart, anyway
The king and the ages, they fall by the planIt's always the tired and the ordinary man(It's the) challenge it's funny and suchI want to see you againI want to see you againIt's so simple and plainBut I'll come back and see you again
The lie is the angel, it doesn't existI tell you it's funny but you like just to twist all my wordsIt's a shame you're so youngMy word, it's a shame I'm so dumbI figure a house with the smoke and the fenceThe people round here would be pleasedTake my word on this
I would believe just in you, just believe in youAnd five days to catch me around with my ringAs I visit the friendships which meant everything to the girlWith the clown's face, to the girl with the clowns face, round here


Valentine Belinda

 I made a rule about you

I made a planFor getting my feet back on the ground.Bury my face in the cloudsFor hours on endBut time only flies when you're around
It was cold and dark the last time I saw you.Your hair was long and falling in your eyes.You said my hands were warm and that I was specialTo you
Valentine,

You say that it's complicatedBut baby you're wrongThere's nothing more obvious to me.That we're on a trip together33, 000 light years longAnd I'm hurting so bad 'cause you don't see
The night you walked me home, I gave you a pictureOf Eden's trees falling to the groundAnd now I feel, I feel like you're a perfect stranger
Without youValentine,


Valentine,You know that I'm fighting this love in vainThe sun's been shining for a weekBut it still feels like rainValentine.I know you're not mineYour'e somebody else's flameBut when those hearts and flowers fadeOh my darlin', look my way

And I don't know why you stayBut when those hearts and flowers fadeOh my darlin', look my way

Valentine T'Pau

 

Songs for my valentine
Give the game awayIn rhyme I make mineSing all that I cannot say
I know mine are the tears I never cryI know mine is a love I must deny
We go our separate waysWith nothing but a smileHearts break in many waysOh how, you've broken mine
I know mine are the arms you'll never holdI know mine is a love remains untold
Hey, hey, hey!Sunny valentineCome on shineYour love my way

 The February fog,

Turns all into blobs,
Orange street lights,
To Valentine's Night.

Wednesday, 12 February 2025

Wednesday February 12: Snow Moon




















called the snow moon — a nickname inspired by the heavy snowfall typically seen in February in parts of the United States,

The full moon offers an opportunity to sit in the fullness of your life. It is a time to feel deep gratitude for the many blessings you have and experience. It is also a powerful time to recommit yourself to the projects and relationships that mean the most to you.


Names for this month’s Moon have historically had a connection to animals. The Cree traditionally called this the Bald Eagle Moon or Eagle Moon. The Ojibwe Bear Moon and Tlingit Black Bear Moon refer to the time when bear cubs are born. The Dakota also call this the Raccoon Moon; certain Algonquin peoples named it the Groundhog Moon, and the Haida named it Goose Moon.

Another theme of this month’s Moon names is scarcity. The Cherokee names of Month of the Bony Moon and Hungry Moon give evidence to the fact that food was hard to come by at this time



Tuesday, 11 February 2025

 

Why does February feel 

like one big Tuesday?




Tuesday, 4 February 2025

  

 If only life's variables were as cut and dried as the rules of mathematics. 

If only there were clear answers, certainty, clarity, right or wrong. 

But all you can do is eliminate as many unknowns as possible. 

Then pick an answer and hope. 

Hope that at the end of the day, it's an answer you can live with.



 On average, a healthy heart beats 115,000 times per day. 

When excited, the heart rate can double. 

The heart pumps 2,000 gallons of blood through your entire body 24 hours a day. 

It never rests.

 The heart is the hardest-working muscle in your body. 

But when it’s damaged, it’s just like skin. It scars, and scar tissue can be very dangerous in a heart. It weakens it. And eventually, a heart full of scars stops working.

 Scarred hearts don’t heal, but over time, the scars can change. 

They can become smoother, softer. 

And some scars can even fade away.


  

Life doesn't owe us a thing. 

It just is. 

Like a river, it goes where it goes. 

You can try to fight against the current. Or you can learn to ride it. 

 All day, every day, we fight against the current.

 Sometimes we lose, sometimes we win. 

Sometimes, the current carries us exactly where we need to go

. And sometimes, it slams us right into the rocks.


 24 hours. 

1,440 minutes.

 86,400 seconds. 

 One day can bring you back from the brink, change your entire life in one heartbeat, one single breath.

 That's all it takes to save your life. To change your life. 

One single day can pull us from the depths of despair.

 And one single day can fill us with more possibilities than we could imagine.


 Have you ever had the starring role in a play? 

A solo in a recital? All eyes on you. Waiting for you to do what they came to see. Feeling the incredible pressure to perform. 

There was a time when they used to call operating rooms an operating theater.  Scores of people get ready for the show, the sets are arranged, there are costumes, masks, props, everything has to be rehearsed, choreographed, all leading to the moment when the curtain goes up. 

You know what they say about Carnegie Hall? There is only one way to get there.

 If only life was just a dress rehearsal... And we had time for do-overs... We'd be able to practice and practice every moment until we got it right. 

Unfortunately, every day of our lives is its own performance. 

It seems like even when we get the chance to rehearse and prepare and practice, we're still never quite ready for life's grand moments.


 The human body is designed to compensate for loss. 

It adapts, so it no longer needs the thing it can't have. 

But sometimes the loss is too great, and the body can't compensate on its own. 

They say the inability to accept loss is a form of insanity, it's probably true. 

But sometimes, it's the only way to stay alive.