Greetings

[Terry13z]

Hello Fellow Toequesters
I am here for the ride and the pearls of wisdom that may be discovered along the way!
Cheers!
Terry

[austintorn@aol.com]

Well, I do have lots of stories.

[labelwench]

Hello Terry,

Looking at your profile page, you sound to be an interesting and engaging personality.

Would that be baking or breaking bread, or both?

In regard to those pearls......are you expecting natural ones or will good cultured ones be acceptable?

Welcome to the TOE.....glad to have you aboard.

[Terry13z]

That would be breaking bread and the pearls can come from nature or the realm of the cerebral.

[austintorn@aol.com]

< 1 >

— Whens —

Life is a web of whos, whys, whats, and hows,

Stretched in time between eternal boughs.

Gossamer threads hold the beads that glisten,

Each minute a sequence of instant nows.

< 2 >

— A Question of Life or Death —

Since death is a certain fate on the Earth,

One might ask: How shall I live my worth?

Stay busy living—or you’ll be dying.

The answer please: There’s life after birth!

< 3 >

— Distant Promise —

To future columns we stretch our present row,

By a lifeline of tenuously spun vow.

Oh how soon the weighted web begins to fail—

The only real time under our feet is NOW.

< 4 >

— Pity the Poor Sultan —

Where the river runs, far from Sultan’s throne,

We live by the stream-side, just us alone.

We’ve found the perfect equilibrium:

Poor but rich, home yet free, great but unknown.

< 5 >

— Thought Experiment —

Hence old or sick, you might regret or pine,

Giving all to have back some better time;

Now you are young and fine, so, be glad, smile—

Ne’er again will you live this life of thine.

< 6 >

— The Fluttering Songbird of Youth —

The child in us was warm, playful, and bold,

But vanished, ere we knew, leaving us cold.

Now this we know: The day we stop being

Playful is the day we start to get old.

[labelwench]

That would be breaking bread and the pearls can come from nature or the realm of the cerebral.

Such pearls as you seek are all around us. How they are perceived is a matter unique unto each, I would suggest.....

It is not without reason that pearls in earlier times were considered even more valuable than diamonds and were extremely sought after by the emperors and rulers from across the world. Talking of pearls one fact that demands mention is their inception and the most interesting way in which nature brings us these exceptional beauties. Pearl, an organic gem; unlike every other gemstone is created by living organisms, oysters and mollusks.

[austintorn@aol.com]

The Witch

They walked through the dense woods filled with mist and shadowed goods. An old witch sprung up, to their rear, she being the specter of fear and of all that was worrisome here.

“What is your deepest fear?” the witch asked of the air. “Hell, death? Which shall it be? How about Heaven? Is that it? All three?”

“I banish you,” said the man, “For death is merely the natural end of all living things of nature’s blend. What has no death has no life principle! My turn to live would never have come to ripple, if it were not for the deaths before of people.

“As for Heavens and Hells, those are what we create within ourselves, as we can turn our souls outside in, to create a Heaven or Hell from within. Hell surely arrives when we make our own difficulties, in life’s wake, when we our common sense forsake.

“However, I do have one fear that’s grown, although just one alone.”

“What is that fear?” asked the witch, her hopes suddenly rising in pitch, although her form was already ready to fade away, for the lack of his anxiety.

The man’s partner answered for him, for she was his opposite twin and could think his thoughts, “His one and only fear besought is that of not living well, as ought!”

And with that answer furnished, the specter of fear vanished—like mist on the morning wind unrolled.