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Smoke free- nice! Good job and keep it up. Your health and your pocketbook will be better for it.
Yeah, I've taken to immediately spending the moneys that would normally have been spent on cigarrettes on various musical equipment. So not really saving anything per se, but rather investing in something that will keep the sanity juices flowing for some time to come.
Happy Mother's Day to the mothers on this forum. I know we must have a few.
One good thing about this lockdown is under normal circumstances I'd be away from my mom this weekend and a phone call would've had to suffice but this year my sister and I get to spend the day with her. Not that there's a lot we can go out and do (we may go for a walk at least), but she is just glad to have us around.
One good thing about this lockdown is under normal circumstances I'd be away from my mom this weekend and a phone call would've had to suffice but this year my sister and I get to spend the day with her. Not that there's a lot we can go out and do (we may go for a walk at least), but she is just glad to have us around.
Lawdy. On a Sunday! And here I am having decided to spend some time today exploring whatever they did to improve Pocket Frogs on the last upgrade. OK. I'm duly embarrassed!
[ EDIT: why don't they put back the option to race our frogs, I wonder. That was a kick! ]
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Yeah, sometimes I amaze myself at what I choose to do. In my younger days weekends would be spent playing video games, hanging out with friends outside or renting VHS tapes to watch movies.
Now I seem to enjoy teaching myself the hard stuff when I'm not at work... 🤷♂️
Worrying news.
Coronavirus: Germany infection rate rises as lockdown eases https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-52604676
Coronavirus: Germany infection rate rises as lockdown eases https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-52604676
I'll never take the little things for granted again after Covid. Something as simple as getting a haircut is a rare luxury now.
I've worked abroad - in some of the most challenging places on the planet - and, as a consequence, whenever I returned home, I had a renewed respect for the seemingly mundane, possibly boring, ordinary, quotidian, delights found in a functional, normal, orderly, society, such as afternoon tea in nice hotels, haircuts, being able to visit cafés, cinemas, restaurants, museums, art galleries, theatres, pubs, - stuff that I developed a fierce, visceral, passionate pleasure in, a fervent greedy joy for, and positively thrilled to being able to avail of....
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The fact that we’re all going to die, at some point. No one gets out alive.
My SO’s 87 year old mother passed Friday afternoon. Her husband, her daughter, her carer, and I were there, at the end. She was at home, and had just finished hugging her husband who just returned from a doctor’s appointment, when she said she felt as if she was going to pass out. She did, right there in the kitchen. Five minutes later she stopped breathing. There were no efforts to resuscitate her, as she had a DNR order in place. It was a peaceful a departure from this life as I’ve ever seen.
My SO and I have spent quite a bit of time at the family cemetery, here on the farm, cleaning up, and figuring out where the grave will be.
I found myself thinking about my SO and I being buried in that same cemetery, likely sometime within the next 20 or 30 years. Which isn’t very long, given how time passes at a relentless and increasing pace.
Which made me wonder what that will be like - dying, that is - when it is time for me to do so.
I’m thinking it’s probably going to be more difficult for those still living than for me. I suspect I will be ready when the time comes. I expect it will be interesting, and hopefully answer the nagging question of what’s next.
My SO’s 87 year old mother passed Friday afternoon. Her husband, her daughter, her carer, and I were there, at the end. She was at home, and had just finished hugging her husband who just returned from a doctor’s appointment, when she said she felt as if she was going to pass out. She did, right there in the kitchen. Five minutes later she stopped breathing. There were no efforts to resuscitate her, as she had a DNR order in place. It was a peaceful a departure from this life as I’ve ever seen.
My SO and I have spent quite a bit of time at the family cemetery, here on the farm, cleaning up, and figuring out where the grave will be.
I found myself thinking about my SO and I being buried in that same cemetery, likely sometime within the next 20 or 30 years. Which isn’t very long, given how time passes at a relentless and increasing pace.
Which made me wonder what that will be like - dying, that is - when it is time for me to do so.
I’m thinking it’s probably going to be more difficult for those still living than for me. I suspect I will be ready when the time comes. I expect it will be interesting, and hopefully answer the nagging question of what’s next.
Sorry to hear that @Matz
I am thinking of a former colleague/classmate here in Geneva who, like me is a Canadian citizen. After doing her Masters she went on to complete a PhD in the UK where she met her current spouse a fellow from the UK. They are now stuck as he was refused entry to Canada.
I am thinking of a former colleague/classmate here in Geneva who, like me is a Canadian citizen. After doing her Masters she went on to complete a PhD in the UK where she met her current spouse a fellow from the UK. They are now stuck as he was refused entry to Canada.
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"Just days" the infection rate should be tracked but I am not sure one can draw conclusions so early, especially from fluctuations.
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I am definitely breaking out the Festivus pole today, as an ode to Frank Constanta
I am definitely breaking out the Festivus pole today, as an ode to Frank Constanta
Happy Birthday
Memento mori!
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A somewhat liberating truth.
First of all, my condolences to your family. I am glad that she didn't suffer and that it wasn't a slow, prolonged passing. I think that the last hug with her husband is very poetic, the perfect symbolic act at the end of a life. I hope that one day I'll be offered a similar privilege.
It will be what it will be. We can't really control it as many factors are outside of our control. We can just do our best, and one of the keys in my opinion is to never take a day for granted, so for example we can't waste our time on useless complaints.
The cool thing about death is that ready or not, she will smile at us.
Have you ever read the very old tale "The Appointment in Samarra"?
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No, it's not worrying. It's expected. It would be worrying if the healthcare system couldn't handle the most serious patients to the point in which non-Covid19 patients would die because of lack of resources (which was the whole point of flattening the curve, it was never to have less Covid19 deaths).
Wondering about the truth of this parabola and if we are eternal and that all this pain is an illusion. That this body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Illusion as in Maya? I think that everything exists, as such as everything has a substance and an instance. Therefore, pain is indeed real, and the same can be said for happiness.
Indeed, not unlike Maya, but in the sense of the Dené Peyote Ceremony as experienced by the lyricist' words who seeks to transcend this world into whatever else may come.
At times, somewhat regularly, as I have much time to think, contemplate, or shall we say, meditate, I enjoy pondering consciousness.
How should my, nay our, consciousness remain tied to the vessel which is our bodies? Is there more? Is there another dimension within or without this universe to where we might go? What if we could separate our bodies from our minds and our consciousness could live on. Could it live on as depicted in the Star Trek episode 'Return to Tomorrow'?
Would a consciousness without a body be a life worth living? No senses, no pain, no feeling (physical), no way to experience the tangible universe as we know it. Could we experience or rather, express, emotion without said body? Emotions, are they not tied to our physical being?
I'm not so sure I would want a consciousness without a physical body to go along with it.
...and a potable cold glass of water, hot showers and not having to deal with armed child-fighters high on drugs!
I'm thinking a few people on YouTube and Twitter miiiiight find themselves inundated with PDFs containing graphs of COVID-19 info soon…
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I am definitely breaking out the Festivus pole today, as an ode to Frank Constanta
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STKO all the way. Terrible to have to issue that directive when it comes to young folks. That said, even in the ********* of places I've been didn't have child fighters.
