Alexander Kern58 said:Nah, I’m not exactly looking to join a monastery. Those places are just glorified retirement homes for people trying to dodge reality. I’d rather earn my own peace of mind than spend my life lying to myself—and everyone else—pretending we’re all one big happy family when we clearly aren't, just so I don't end up in a lake of fire with the rats.
Whatever. Honestly, I’ve already got my brothers and sisters in Christ, and I don't need some weird secret society or Masonic lodge to feel connected. (Not that I'm complaining, though.)
But anyway, look at the bigger picture here—this whole thing is just pure absurdity, you know?
You don't need a monastery; just come home to a family. Where are you from? Washington, D.C.?
Hey everyone, sorry for bringing up an old topic, but I’ve been dealing with facial spasms since 2014 and just can't seem to shake them. I also suffer from intense migraines. On top of that, there's facial pain—I spent 20 years working in construction. I'm currently trying acupuncture. I haven't made a final decision on surgery yet. I've already had CT and MRI scans. They found a neurovascular conflict behind my right ear.
Michael Gonzalez77 said:"In the vast spiritual landscape of the universe, nothing carries more weight than a spontaneous prayer. It’s that raw, unfiltered moment when joy and gratitude just overflow from the heart."
I’ve been dealing with chronic hemifacial spasm... if I can't find relief, at least I'm hoping I'll be able to get some cannabis oil this fall... not the kind you find at BioNTech, but the stuff with actual TLC in it.
Are you folks in favor or against this? I'd love to hear your thoughts, experiences, or any advice you might have. Personally, I support the legalization of cannabis in America for both medical and recreational use.
I have a deviated septum. I’m not really looking to get surgery right now, though—maybe I never will. It doesn't bother me that much. Even Alan Prost didn't go under the knife to fix his nose.
Dad, thank you for everything you gave me—for all those incredible memories, from our trips to the coast and San Diego to exploring the Alps and Switzerland, and even our time in the USA... thank you for every beautiful moment. Mom, thank you for all the wonderful things you shared with me, for teaching me how to appreciate beauty, art, and music. Thank you! To both of my parents, thank you for everything... including the other stuff, the wounds left on my heart, and the harsh words you said to me. I forgive you, because you didn't know any other way; that was simply how you were raised and taught. Thank you for all the good times too.
It’s a story about two friends traveling through the desert. During the trip, they got into an argument and one hit the other. Feeling hurt, the one who was struck quietly wrote in the sand: "Today my best friend hit me." They kept moving until they reached an oasis where they decided to go for a swim. While swimming, the one who had been hit nearly drowned, but his friend jumped in and saved him.
Once he recovered, he carved into a stone: "Today my best friend saved my life!" The friend who had hit him asked, "When I hit you, you wrote it in the sand, but now you're carving it in stone. Why?"
His friend replied, "When someone does us wrong, we should write it in the sand so the winds can blow it away, but when someone does something good, we should engrave it in stone so nothing can ever erase it!" Learn to let the wounds wash away with the sand, but keep the blessings etched in stone.
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I find this story so beautiful... and quite humbling... It makes me think of my parents, my brother, my grandparents, my relatives, and my friends.....
What kind of things should we be etching in stone, and what should we let the wind sweep away from the sand?
How about you all?
For me, I'd carve these in stone: The love my parents gave me, my teachers, my education, perseverance, patience.... And the friends who stay by my side, who love me, and whom I love in return... That's just a start.
Lawrence Reed83 said:An authority figure, a complete enigma, and someone truly deserving of respect. I hold no grudges against him—certainly not anything as extreme as wishing him harm. In fact, if it were within my power, I would wish for him to live forever.
What about you?
Same here.
He's an authority, smart, and intelligent—definitely someone to respect. But at times, he can be boring, insecure, frustrated, and exhausting. Still, I'd want him to live forever too.