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  • I was reading this morning how healthy tea is for you.
    Drinking too much coffee is my downfall.
    Need to change some things.
    Tea at eleven, y'all?

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    • There's always a punchline at the end of a good joke.
      Are y'all looking for it?

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      • Sometimes I think I am in heaven,
        sometimes I think I am not;
        and then I remember those things my mother told me,
        she taught me well.

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        • Oh the irony in all of this......

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          • Originally posted by Rose Livingstone View Post
            That thing was steam powered?! That was hard to watch. I’ll raise a glass to garage builders any day- but this was a bad plan if he didn’t have a death wish.
            Yes, It is sad and was a bad plan. I feel sorry for those closest to him. Certain string theories have us all living on a 2 dimension Brane. Perhaps that is what he sensed and wished to prove. What I can't understand is even if he was the quintessential DIY'r why not build some redundancy in the chute.

            (I'll put an asterisk here in the middle - another interesting individual is Lisa Randall, Prof. of Physics at Harvard. Her specialty is dark matter and within that, she talks of dark, dark matter). It is worth listening to her on the tube. There is a great interview of her with Charlie Rose.

            I think the universe is much more complex than we understand...yet it is simpler too. It is interesting Orion thought of Gauss... this quote seems to define the chase: " It is not knowledge, but the act of learning, not possession but the act of getting there, which grants the greatest enjoyment. When I have clarified and exhausted a subject, then I turn away from it, in order to go into darkness again. The never-satisfied man is so strange; if he has completed a structure, then it is not in order to dwell in it peacefully, but in order to begin another. I imagine the world conqueror must feel thus, who, after one kingdom is scarcely conquered, stretches out his arms for others." Wow!

            Back to the chase...I am also thinking about the "in the wood meaning" and the underwood typewriter. I think its something Orion said along time ago when I was a mere lurker. Right now its kind of a tongue twister for me .... I think maybe I am zeroing in on something in the poem but can't be sure. There are so many possibilities it seems infinite or like poker with a wildcard. Maybe I will have an epiphany and it will club me in the head.





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            • https://youtu.be/oxHnRfhDmrk

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              • Hey y'all - I figured out what "vehicle" FF took when he hid the treasure.....
                It was a van.
                Prob a mini.

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                • Originally posted by wwwamericana View Post
                  Hey y'all - I figured out what "vehicle" FF took when he hid the treasure.....
                  It was a van.
                  Prob a mini.
                  YES! BRILLIANT!

                  "...So why is it I must (Van) Gogh?..."

                  And THIS:
                  BRILLIANT! Like Betelgeuse (aka Alpha Orionus) -- before the dimming!
                  >>>>>>>>>

                  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxHnRfhDmrk

                  Vincent, by Don Mclean

                  Starry, starry night
                  Paint your palette blue and grey
                  Look out on a summer's day
                  With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
                  Shadows on the hills
                  Sketch the trees and the daffodils
                  Catch the breeze and the winter chills
                  In colors on the snowy linen land

                  Now I understand
                  What you tried to say to me
                  And how you suffered for your sanity
                  And how you tried to set them free
                  They would not listen, they did not know how
                  Perhaps they'll listen now

                  Starry, starry night
                  Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
                  Swirling clouds in violet haze
                  Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
                  Colors changing hue
                  Morning fields of amber grain
                  Weathered faces lined in pain
                  Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

                  Now I understand
                  What you tried to say to me
                  And how you suffered for your sanity
                  And how you tried to set them free
                  They would not listen, they did not know how
                  Perhaps they'll listen now

                  For they could not love you
                  But still your love was true
                  And when no hope was left in sight
                  On that starry, starry night

                  You took your life, as lovers often do
                  But I could have told you, Vincent
                  This world was never meant for one
                  As beautiful as you

                  Starry, starry night
                  Portraits hung in empty halls
                  Frameless heads on nameless walls
                  With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
                  Like the strangers that you've met
                  The ragged men in the ragged clothes
                  The silver thorn, a bloody rose
                  Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

                  Now I think I know
                  What you tried to say to me
                  And how you suffered for your sanity
                  And how you tried to set them free
                  They would not listen, they're not listening still
                  Perhaps they never will

                  >>>>>>>>>

                  Peace,

                  Orion, the Hunter






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                  • Thank you for introducing me to more of Van Gogh than I knew before. Beautiful history.

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                    • Originally posted by wwwamericana View Post

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                          • Wow, every now and then it is good to sit down a re-read an old classic. Amazing how it brings new insights.

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                              • Hey, THunter , I like that Patty picture!

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