“Abela Abela Green, where art thou, Abela?” As I walk in the door to my apartment, I see a rather depressed looking plant.
“You look completely dehydrated, how about a drink?”
I take her in my arms and swing her big ass into the bathtub and turn the water on her.
I leave her there for a good 5 minutes.
I turn off the shower.
I return about an hour and a half later, “How art thou Abela?” I survey her body from top to bottom. I don’t miss a curve or a ‘white lily.’ “Back to home plate.” I carry her gingerly out to the plate I sit her on by the window.
“You should be good for another week. Take it easy girl.”
Gallstone pain and pregnancy pain pale in comparison to broken hearted pain.
Afternoon pain is similar to evening pain but the latter is grayer or something.
Can pain gain from celebrity?
Wandering pain is never really happy, until it settles down.
Why go through the pain? As if there is a choice.
This is very painful.
More pain please…
What a pain.
Yes, pain me please.
Top ten pains can show how ridiculous it is to try and control pain.
Suffering through enough pain is like a contract renewal: there is never really enough to satisfy.
In the middle of all the pain, I just have to keep telling myself to go for flow, the here and now is what really matters.
Is there such a thing as lucky pain?
Pain can be philosophical. .
I don’t know.
Beauty and Truth, don’t always look pleasant, the same, or stoic.
To show how it really is, takes a little play acting or showmanship.
The old cliché is to exaggerate the truth to make a point.
Why are you pressing that knife against my flesh?
Look, it is just made out of rubber and it bends, and flops around, it can’t even hurt you.
Salvador Dali famous painting showed a time piece melting in painting with all sorts of distortions, exaggerations, humour and odds and sods.
You Who Who?
You Who better stop asking ‘who’: it’s you!
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Abele Green is my 15 year old Easter Lilly that needs a haircut.
She gets equal work for equal pay.
I have the responsibility to water, weed and repot her.
She keeps me honest and freshens up my place.
A reminder of my friendship with my mother, I try to treat her with TLC…
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Go with the flow.
A deep thinking mystery giving voice to Eternity.
Stay vertical, walk hard, hard optimism.
Put your money where your mouth is.
Are you a victim of some hoax or practical joke?
What fake news story is plastered across the newsfeed today?
No sense worrying about your sense of humor, but be prepared to duck the proverbial ‘pie in the face’ comment or insult.
Perhaps, you will find yourself wearing a tired smile or smirk.
Hey, it’s just once a year.
Get out there and be one of the perpetrators, have the last laugh, join the party!