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Things We Love to Hate. On things that we need but we do not want, want or need but do not have, have but do not need, have AND need but still leave us miserable; things that we gleefully converse about out of spite; things we live to love and hate

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“I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it -- I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest.I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive,I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me. I am me, and I am Okay.”

21.3.10

RECOLLECTION DAY....



The interesting thing will be if the public sees through that - and thinks, I'll get a little more balanced view if I go over to my local news outlet and get the information there. Because the columnist that I read there is going to be a little more balanced than the guy who's paid by the team.”





For my own part, I would rather be in company with a dead man than with an absent one; for if the dead man gives me no pleasure, at least he shows me no contempt; whereas the absent one, silently indeed, but very plainly, tells me that he does not think me worth his attention.



"You can always tell a real friend; when you've made a fool of yourself, he doesn't feel you've done a permanent job."

When friendships are real, they are not glass threads, or frost work, but the solidest things we know. A friend is the first person who come in when the whole world has gone out.......





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