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[24 Jul 2006|05:28am]
Games are drugs. I've known it before but... couldn't understand. ( http://game-era.com/feature/id/2 ) This is a sad truth...

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Some Quotes [30 May 2006|04:13pm]

And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
- Abraham Lincoln

The true way to soften one's troubles is to solace those of others.
- Madame De Maintenon

One of the things I keep learning is that the secret of being happy is doing things for other people.
- Dick Gregory

The secret to happiness is not in doing what one likes to do, but in liking what one has to do.
- unknown

Happiness is not a destination. It is a method of life.
- Burton Hills

People rarely succeed unless they have fun in what they are doing.
- Dale Carnegie

Yesterday is but a dream, and tomorrow is only a vision, but today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
- unknown

Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be needed.
- Storm Jameson

Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling.
- Margaret B. Runbeck

It is not length of life, but depth of life.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

May you live all the days of your life.
- Jonathan Swift

The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart.
- Helen Keller

Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.
- Dr. Dale Turner

A man is not old until regrets start taking place of dreams.
- unknown

(Cast a Penny)

Not a Riddle, But Worth Sharing [24 Apr 2006|01:19pm]

I enjoyed this one . . .

I got this in an email forward. I almost never read the things, but this one actually made me chuckle, so worth the time . . .

Church Phone

The Church Phone...

A man in Topeka, Kansas, decided to write a book about churches around the country. He began by flying to San Francisco, and traveled east from there. He entered a very large San Francisco church, took photographs, and made notes.

He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall, and was intrigued
with a sign, which read, "$10,000 per minute"

Seeking out the pastor, he asked about the phone and the sign. The
pastor answered that the golden phone is, in fact, a direct line to
Heaven, and if he pays the price, he can talk directly to God.

The man thanked the pastor and continued on his way.

As he continued to visit churches in Seattle, Salt Lake City, Denver,Chicago, Milwaukee, and around the United States, he found more such phones, with the same sign, and the same explanation from each pastor.

Finally, the man arrived in the lovely state of Georgia. Upon entering a church, behold: he saw the usual golden telephone. But THIS time, the sign read: "Calls: 25 cents"!

Fascinated, the man asked to speak with the pastor. "Reverend, I have been in cities all across the country and in each church I have found
this golden telephone, and have been told it is a direct line to Heaven, and that I could use it to talk to God. But in 20 other churches, the
cost was $10,000 per minute. Your sign says 25 cents per call why is that?"

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Back and Well [18 Apr 2006|08:21am]

I realize it's been eons since we've posted . . .and I think it's about time this community was active again, eh?

So . . .



Know a good one? Let's hear it. Know a bad one? Those are great too!

Please post in new entries - and don't forget to comment with the answer!

May it be well with you and yours.

(Cast a Penny)

ONCE THERE WAS [15 Nov 2005|08:50pm]

[ mood | contemplative ]

Once there was a woman, who had come to a foreign country, with a man she loved and had just married. She knew no one and had no family in this country.

Once there was a woman, who had tears in her eyes when her vicious mother-in-law told her "well you shouldn't have thrown away your baby" after her miscarriage.

Once there was woman, who lay in a medicated daze on a delivery table and listened as the Dr.s murmered and finally told her "we have to make a decision, its your life or your baby's" and she chose for her baby to live.

Once there was a woman, who lay her newborn infant on her chest, and proudly called her the most beautiful corsage in the world.

Once there was a woman, who took her 2 month old baby and went back to her homeland after her husband hit her so hard he broke her eye glasses.

Once there was a woman, who asked for a tape recorder for Christmas so that she could record her childs first words and so that she could make a testimony to the joys of being a mother.

Once there was a woman, who lived in fear of her husbands rage.

Once there was a woman, who was accused of cheating on her husband, when in reality it was her husband who had cheated on her numerous times to which she chose to turn a blind eye.

Once there was a woman, who looked for ways to make money by making jewelry, crocheting various items, or cleaning homes of old ladies to be able to give her daughter the things her miser of a husband refused to supply.

Once there was a woman, who pretended to live to serve her husband when all she could think of was a way to get her and her daughter out of their hell.

Once there was a woman, who changed her mind about leaving her husband because she wanted her daughter to have a father since she herself grew up without one.

Once there was a woman, who told her husband "I'm a mother before anything else so dont EVER hurt my daughter".

Once there was a woman, who witnessed with pride the fruits of her labor as her daughter collected many accolades and awards upon her graduation from high school.

Once there was a woman, who became very ill and almost died during an emergency surgery. Her lungs collapsed, her heart failed as well as her kidneys.

Once there was a woman, who lay in the intensive care unit, as a record number of 143 visitors came during 3 days.

Once there was a woman, who through the power or prayer, lived despite the prognosis of death.

Once there was a woman, whose husband left her after two years of her being ill despite the many times she had faithfully taken care of him when he was sick.

Once there was a woman, whose only daughter took care of her and never left her side and sacrificed all that she could in order to take care of her.

Once there was a woman, who lay weak in bed after a night of pain and suffering and told her daughter "May God repay you for all you have done for me" to which the daughter replied, "He's already repaid me with a mother like you".

Once there was a woman, who lived four and half years in pain and anguish and suffering and asked "why did this happen to me?" to which her daughter replied "your rewards will be great in heaven".

Once there was a woman, whose husband finally came to his senses and called her crying and apologizing for all the wickedness he had done to her.

Once there was a woman, who forgave her husband for all the pain he had caused her and let him re-enter her life for a brief moment...

Once there was a woman, who finally came to rest after years of pain and suffering on September 26th 2001.

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Good Thoughts Needed [01 Aug 2005|12:28pm]

everyone say a little prayer with me . . .
My Mom has a job interview - it started at 10:30 and it's now noon. I haven't heard from her. She NEEDS a new job desperately and if she has to hear and if I have to get the phone call, "They wanted to pay me $6/hour part time with no benefits" one more time . . .I just don't think I could stand hearing that tone in her voice. She needs insurance, more money to survive, and just the satisfaction of knowing she's not worthless because she's over 50. Besides, the church where she works might be closing . . .help . . .
*crosses fingers, makes wishes, says prayers and hopes*

(Cast a Penny)

I forgot what it was like to be the new kid. [10 Mar 2005|12:39pm]

[ mood | calm ]

I suppose I'll start my first post off with a lovely little story I wrote a few months back. The title of this is "Entities"

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[24 Jan 2005|04:03pm]

[ mood | bouncy ]

I really like the V.W. Busses back in the 60s and 70....  (my icon for people who dont know what im talking aabout....


Mikes Hard Lemonade is Delicious,


Agree/ Disagree?

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A story about a good friend [05 Oct 2004|03:46pm]

It was one of the darkest times of my life. I'd hit bottom on many levels: having broken up with my love and moved back to my home town many states away, staying with my best friend and sleeping on her sofa bed, unemployed, trying to get back into school, and feeling very helpless. My friend and I were coming home from the grocery store. As I walked in the door of her apartment, suddenly the lights came on, all of my old friends were there, decorations, cake, even presents! Everyone there to welcome me back home, let me know they still loved me and supported me, and it was my best friend who had called them all up (some were common friends, some were not) and got them all together to do this for me. It was one of the most beautiful moments of my life, and was one of many lessons about what true friendship is.

(Cast a Penny)

[04 Oct 2004|02:06am]

What to Write About:

A good memory concerning significant other or a friend. . .

Please post in new entries.

May it be well with you.


(Cast a Penny)

[29 Sep 2004|08:30pm]

"Some of the shells that wash up on the beach were once very beautiful.
We don't know what kind of journey they had to take to get them in
their fragile condition. The same is true for people. Be kind."

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[16 Sep 2004|02:11pm]

"In the quiet hours when we are alone and there is nobody to tell us
what fine fellows we are, we come sometimes upon a moment in which we
wonder, not how much money we are earning, nor how famous we have
become, but what good we are doing."

A.A. Milne

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[15 Sep 2004|01:09am]

"Language does have the power to change reality. Therefore, treat your
words as the mighty instruments they are - to heal, to bring into being,
to remove, as if by magic, the terrible violations of childhood, to
nurture, to cherish, to bless, to forgive - to create from the whole
cloth of your soul, true love."

Daphne Rose Kingma

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[12 Sep 2004|11:13pm]

"The fountain of content must spring up in the mind, and he who hath so little knowledge of human nature as to seek happiness by changing anything but his own disposition, will waste his life in fruitless efforts and multiply the grief he proposes to remove."

- Samuel Johnson

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[10 Sep 2004|02:10pm]

"It takes time to heal.

Build a bridge
from now to tomorrow.
Sink the piers
deep into the Earth.
Pour in concrete
day by day,
a little at a time,
and let it set.

It takes time to heal.

It may feel very awkward,
as if you're making empty promises,
as if you're simply spanning empty space.

But someday, somehow, somewhere,
you'll find yourself
upon a brand new shore,
glancing back at the bridge
which you alone have built.

It takes time to heal."

Written by our friend Ted Hibbard
As posted in the Inspiration Peak Forum on April 29, 2004

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[09 Sep 2004|02:50pm]

"The service we render to others is really the rent we pay for our room
on this earth. It is obvious that man is himself a traveler; that the
purpose of this world is not 'to have and to hold' but 'to give and

Sir Wilfred T. Grinfell

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A Toast [30 Aug 2004|07:19pm]

[ mood | nostalgic ]

Here's To:
Discovering that I regret less than I thought. To THAT music, to those nights, to that lifestyle, to those discoveries, to that misery and that learning experience
Broken hearts, mood swings, lost loves, the past that will haunt you forever, bad choices, good decisions, tears, anger, frustration, and long nights of no sleep.

Here's To:
The way I used to know myself so well I could list all the words that described me and put them on the inside of my locker. The way I thought I could downsize me onto a sheet of 8.5 X 11. To failed attempts at being perfect, to shoving boys out of the way, to cynicism, to the Ledge, to the Five of Us, to being young and thinking we knew everything and knowing we had to know too much

Here's To:
Too much alcohol, longing and wishing you could find answers in the bottom of a cup or behind a box in the closet or even in a pack of cigarettes. Long hallways, bad smells, times better spent, to ghosts and neighbors and doors that couldn't shut. To dancing, to dreaming, to sweating, to sunrise. To speakers to deafness, to quiet in the morning hours. Heat, humidity, pain, tattos, and fear.

Here's To:
Southern storms, change in the seasons, to formality, to schedules, to going back to the way it was. To my Favorite Tree with the bent branch where I used to sit. To running around the yard in costume, to parties, to non-alcoholic fun, to youth, to people, to friends, and laughter. GRITS (not the type you have with your breakfast), hunting, southern accents, posturing, the good life, fields of corn, apple trees, homemade pie, family, and Christmas presents.

Here's To:
Finding out you've been living life all along and nobody has to wake you up and tell you. Loving all the things you are and can be and will be and probably shouldn't have been in the past. The people you love and those who love you. Change and repercussions and the pain of growing with the times and with someone else. To getting older and wiser and younger and smaller every day. To remembering the rainbows in the foyers and the sounds of Mom cooking breakfast. The way the first day of high school felt and the way the last day of college seemed unreal. To riding the school bus for the first time.

A life to live, a life worth living, a life continually going and changing and full of loving. May I remember more of today and less of yesterday. May I treasure the thought of tomorrow and know all I have done has taught me something. Understanding that the Universe works in mysterious ways and that all things come in their own good time.

Here's to always waking up and hoping.

(1 splash | Cast a Penny)

[30 Aug 2004|02:07pm]

"I will not let anyone walk through my mind with dirty feet."

Mahatma Gandhi

(Wishing you peace and clarity...)

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[24 Aug 2004|02:12pm]

"Think not to settle down forever in any truth. Make use of it as a tent
in which to pass a summer's night but build no house of it, or it will
be your tomb. When you first have an inkling of its insufficiency and
begin to see a dim counter-truth looming up beyond, then weep not, but
give thanks. It is time to 'take up your bed and walk.'"

A. J. Balfour

(In other words, keep your mind and your heart open... ;-)

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I want to hear about you guys! [03 Aug 2004|02:04pm]


I'd like to know more about you.

1. Describe yourself in 3 adjectives right now.
2. What do you want out of life?
3. What's the song that gets you through anything?

Leave your answers as comments. :)

Be well,

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