Beaches and Mountain’s exist for some reason. So how can I , as a human on this planet and also part of a bigger Universe justify having a preference for one over the other?
They are both wonderful and inspiring and everyone should have access to their beauty without destroying their beauty and the habitat of those that live within their ecosystems.
Namaste and Thank You for Reading.🙏
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Well as my family include a dog, a rabbit and a human.
The favourite meals are sirloin steak( the dog), complete rabbit food and soup ( any soup but particularly leek and potato for the human).
Apologies if you think this is a bit weird, and that the dog insists on sirloin steak, but this is just how it is.
Namaste and Thank You for Reading
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What If? Well I can’t ,perhaps I’m a nihilist to some, but then again I just think that although I enjoy reading about history, or inevitably someone else’s interpretation of history; I cannot pretend that there is a benefit of creating my own meeting with one of those long gone protagonists. Although I may have tried in the past. Though I wouldn’t go so far as to enter into a séance
Today however the challenge for me with history, is interpretation of fact over fiction, and that I must say is enlightening but can be trying. So to everyone past and present ( even the wicked ones) I say thank you, for we build on information, but really I don’t need to sit down and have tea with you.
Namaste and thank you for reading.🙏
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To favor is as useful as flavor
A smell and taste to savour.
What month is your favourite?
Any, as long as I’m here to enjoy it.
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I don’t own a City , so choosing a favorite place in my city is not possible, added to that I live in the outskirts of a town. So frankly I’m puzzled by this question.
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My first impression to everyone is an assumption that I know what I’m doing. Unfortunately this is a result of genetic information from my father’s side and is totally out with my control. I suppose I carry myself well. Sometimes I know what I’m doing, other times not. I neither want or need to give any impression. It just happens.
My father was a man that would instil confidence, his appearance, like many men of his era was on the whole impeccable. During his life time, he naturally would look the part wherever he happened to be.
I have that quality, but without much to back it up, though I do tend to stay calm in an emergency. I suppose being female it’s more difficult. Let’s face it good shoes and a well tailored suit with a suitably matching shirt and tie is not going to be appropriate all the time. Women have more choice, therefore more opportunity to make a bad one.
Yes clothes make’th the man and can undo the woman. On the whole clothes make the impression, but what’s underneath is what counts.
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I’ve just started reading a book which was published this year. I want to enter the Anthony Burgess/ Observer Critic competition. A 800 word critic of a newly published work. I have chosen my book and am so looking forward to entering.
The title however, I will keep under wraps until I complete the project. Anthony Burgess was one of my favourite writers, I read that he learned other languages as an aid to writing better and it is something I took on board, hence I study languages , more to actually communicate better and understand different cultures than to improve my grammar, though in truth that has been a useful benefit.
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If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
In the moment is where I want to live. Let’s face it , it’s a place everyone knows and will stay in when they can and if they acknowledge it’s benefits, then everywhere else pales into insignificance. The past and the future might be nice places but in the moment is where you are at.
Namaste and Thank You for Reading
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I found Victor Hugo’s books and life story entirely by myself. No I didn’t buy expensive tickets to go and see Les Miserables at the theatre. It was the Hunchback of Notre Dame that lead me to him and his less well known books like Toilers of the Sea and The Man Who Laughs. The humanity of the man and his writing is uncanny. I keep him in my heart, yes he is that good of a writer.
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