(Your) Thought of the Day

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine said:
Which typs of pottery? Thrown or poured? I'm mostly the poured ceramicist, but I took a class in thrown (I was allergic to the instructor for some reason and there was a personlity clash concerning who knows more about the Jewish culture, an ootside observer or a practitioner.*)

Sorry to temporarily derail the thread here. :eek:

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine

* = Will start new thread about it if anybody's truly interested
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Wheel thrown. I tend to use a kickwheel, and stoneware clay. I've got pics up at my website at gallery.benchite.net of what's come out so far. Got about another dozen and 1/2 pieces tonight that I haven't got pictures of yet, but will tomorrow (probably).

... Bruce
 
The most precious diamonds are formed under the most severe pressure:)
 
"Gah, I have got to clean this nasty truck out. Angh, I'll do it tomorrow."


My other thought was: "Holy crow!!! $2.95 a flippin' gallon!"

Chris
 
China Cat Sunflower said:
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!:D:D:D

Good one!

Chris
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I played a lot of golf B.K., and miss it now but if I ever find myself with three consecutive hours of free time I've got lots of other things to do. Not to mention that my handicap has hit the max (again). For a while I was breaking 100 routinely, closing in 90 often enough, and getting below 90 enough to keep me going back! Oh, those were the days. :)

It is a very zen sport.

cheers,
luna
 
lunamoth said:
I played a lot of golf B.K., and miss it now but if I ever find myself with three consecutive hours of free time I've got lots of other things to do. Not to mention that my handicap has hit the max (again). For a while I was breaking 100 routinely, closing in 90 often enough, and getting below 90 enough to keep me going back! Oh, those were the days. :)

It is a very zen sport.

cheers,
luna
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Well, if you were to knock the rust off you could probably whoop me! My goal this year is to break 90 consistently. Golf is very zen, that's what I like about it.

Chris
 
China Cat Sunflower said:
Well, if you were to knock the rust off you could probably whoop me! My goal this year is to break 90 consistently. Golf is very zen, that's what I like about it.

Chris
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Haha! So, do you tell your wife you're going out to meditate when you hit the greens?

Can't mow the lawn because it interferes with your religion? Ooo, don't let my husband get a hold of that one. :D

luna
 
lunamoth said:
Haha! So, do you tell your wife you're going out to meditate when you hit the greens?

Can't mow the lawn because it interferes with your religion? Ooo, don't let my husband get a hold of that one. :D

luna
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Hmmm...now there's a thought!

Chris
 
Seven thoughts for the seven day week...

1. It matters not, wether you win or lose... What matters is wether I win or lose.

2. Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.

3. Always acknowledge a fault. This will throw those in authority off their guard and give you an opportunity to commit more.

4. Winning is EVERYTHING, The only ones who remember you when you come second are your wife and your dog.

5. The whole world steps aside for the man who knows where he is going.

6. Hard times never last, but hard people do.

7. It's not whether you get knocked down; it's whether you get up.
 
wil said:
I'm happy I get some time in the light too. Tis a choice, letting the light in and/or providing light for others. I give thanx for the light.:D
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Absolutely give thanks for the light. And the darkness that allows the light to do its work.

The more I walk in beauty, the less fear grips me. I have been tired, isolated, frightened, crying, and torn down by illusory separation, false walls. When I was a child of only four years, the light shone on and through dandelions going to seed. As they drifted over the hill, I knew, and the light nourished me. As I grew and the outside constructed world impinged its conditionings, I grieved, but didn't know why.

Now I know why. In this world, grief must flutter over me occasionaly and at times intensely. Immersed in its pinpoints of ignorance and pain, I even want to die. Out of that depression, with time and space to blossom in my home, I grow wings made of blooming dandelions, fierce iron, hot steam, and all the animals in my heart. Hovering over my past, zooming out into the atoms of the universe, I gain perspective, bathe in the freedom of joy, give joy and light to gain. I spiral up.
 
For those who play RPGs:

When the GM/DM/ST/Mod asks you "Do you really want to do that?" or "Are you sure about that?", your answer is probably, "No."

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
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