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   paradigmsearchposted 7 years ago

   I shall start...
   
   Looking out the window, the mountains are still there.
   
   HubPages still giving me payout every month.
   
   Housework never ends.
   
   Actions have consequences.

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      Ashish Dadgaaposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      Hello paradigmsearch,
      
      This is such a wonderful forum.
      I have never seen such random forum where everyone can chat anything and everything.
      
      I hope you are doing well
      
      Bless you.
      Ashish

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         Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years agoin reply to this

         I agree. How about this statement by Oztinato, Ashish Dadgaa.
         "Hence death is often seen as a type of birth as God consciousness is mandatory at death!"
         "mandatory" is a strange word here.
         Also, can you, since you are from India, verify whether or not people in India celebrate birthdays much?

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   paradigmsearchposted 7 years ago

   I really do wish to play, particularly cross-country.

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   Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years ago

   "HubPages still giving me payout every month." Very Impressive.
   
   Does this require a lot of writing? Or maybe it is this magical presence you conjure up.

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      kenneth averyposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      Oops, I am definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time.

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         paradigmsearchposted 7 years agoin reply to this

         Agreed, what is your point?

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            kenneth averyposted 7 years agoin reply to this

            No point. Just sorry that I logged onto this site.

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               paradigmsearchposted 7 years agoin reply to this

               You poor thing. Are you serious? Della and the dealer and...
               
               It was Della and a dealer and a dog named Jake,
               And a cat named Kalamazoo,
               Left the city in a pickup truck.
               Gonna make some dreams come true.
               
               Yeah, they rolled out west where the wild sun sets,
               And the coyote bays at the moon.
               Della and a dealer and a dog named Jake,
               And a cat named Kalamazoo.
               
               If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
               About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
               But the cat was cool,
               And he never said a mumblin' word.
               \
               Down Tucson way there's a small cafe,
               Where they play a little cowboy tune.
               And the guitar picker was a friend of mine,
               By the name of Randy Boone.
               
               Yeah, Randy played her a sweet love song,
               And Della got a fire in her eye.
               The Dealer had a knife and the dog had a gun,
               And the cat had a shot of rye.
               
               If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
               About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
               But the cat was cool,
               And he never said a mumblin' word.
               
               Yeah, the Dealer was a killer; he was evil and mean,
               And he was jealous of the fire in her eyes.
               He snorted his coke through a century note,
               And he swore that Boone would die.
               
               And the stage was set when the lights went out,
               There was death in Tucson town.
               Two shadows ran for the bar back door,
               But one stayed on the ground.
               
               If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
               About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
               But the cat was cool,
               And he never said a mumblin' word.
               
               If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
               About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
               But the cat was cool,
               And he never said a mumblin' word.
               
               Two shadows ran from the bar that night,
               And a dog and a cat ran too.
               And the tires got hot on the pickup truck,
               As down the road they flew.
               
               It was Della and her lover and a dog named Jake,
               And a cat named Kalamazoo.
               Left Tucson in a pickup truck.
               Gonna make some dreams come true.
               
               Yeah, yeah, yeah.
               
               If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
               About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
               But the cat was cool,
               And he never said a mumblin' word.
               
               To fade.

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                  kenneth averyposted 7 years agoin reply to this

                  Long live "The Axe."

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                     paradigmsearchposted 7 years agoin reply to this

                     You there? I'll clean up the copy.

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                        paradigmsearchposted 7 years agoin reply to this

                        Cleaned up..

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               Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years agoin reply to this

               why did you?

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   paradigmsearchposted 7 years ago

   I really do like you.

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      Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      I know. I like you too.

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         paradigmsearchposted 7 years agoin reply to this

         Now is where we really give each other a hard time. Would you like to meet?

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            Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years agoin reply to this

            Then we might not like each other.

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               paradigmsearchposted 7 years agoin reply to this

               Declination accepted.

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                  Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years agoin reply to this

                  Free.

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                     paradigmsearchposted 7 years agoin reply to this

                     Free what?

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                        Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years agoin reply to this

                        play

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   bluesradioposted 7 years ago

   Playtime....

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   paradigmsearchposted 7 years ago

   We shall die.
   
   You.
   
   Me.
   
   That is not right.
   
   Not only is that right, it is being told that.
   
   I mean seriously, how lab rat is that?

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   Oztinatoposted 7 years ago

   Death is the ultimate form of democracy. Everyone is created equal in regard to death.
   There is a lot of proof to show that all the bad stuff dies but the good continues on. Science itself is starting to prove infinite possibilities and infinite dimensions.

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      Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      +1

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   Kathryn L Hillposted 7 years ago

   They also tell us our age. What if we lost track? In India, I was told, they do not celebrate birthdays and they do loose track.
   I would like that.

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      Oztinatoposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      In my experience Indians really love birthdays but the official scriptural line is that it doesn't mean a lot. Kids get birthdays as they should.
      Some sages consider our real birthday to be the day we realize God consciousness. Hence death is often seen as a type of birth as God consciousness is mandatory at death!
      By the way, Halloween is a celebration of death, although modern practitioners maybe don't understand this.  Many cultures celebrate death so it takes the fear away.

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