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so my donkey died
and in my grief I lay it on the best table
and I drank and drank

and people who came to mourn
brought some hay
but some of them said, after two days
(and I was still drinking-mourning):
You can't just leave that lyin' on the table

That's not a lion, you idiot!
I retorted to each one of them
That's my donkey on the table!
And so I'd demonstrated my ability
to stay sober
and retain my ****-picuity
in spite of days of grief
and like me I am sure you too
cannot but marvel at people's inability
to distinguish between a lion and a donkey
****-picuity = perspicuity
now that my donkey is dead
it makes me reminisce
about the good times we had*
________

We were in the car
my donkey and I
as I took it for a weekend ride
which was my habit

And a traffic cop stopped us
and he said:
“Hey, what you doing
with a donkey in the car?
Take it to the zoo”


The next weekend that same cop
stopped us
and he asked me:
“Still with that donkey?
I thought I told you to take it
to the zoo"


“Oh, I did,” I replied
*“and we enjoyed it so much
That was an excellent idea, thank you
Now we’re going to the beach”
The path of healing is there for us all
It is there for even the most saddest of souls
With God walking by your side
There is nothing to fear
On the path of healing
Iris scented breezes
Waft through this forest path
The sunshine in calm rays
Dews sparkle on tender grasses
And rain has washed delicate leaves
Ferns delicately dance in the cool breezes
That blow through the warm air
The path of healing is very beautiful and comforting
Even through the hardest and saddest of times
When your heart is raw and needs healing
With God leading the way, right by your side
Don't you know, my precious one, that there is nothing to fear?
I am here too, I am God's humble servant
He is my Best Friend and Comforter
And He is yours too, if you allow Him to be, dear one
The path of healing is so beautiful
With green mosses and tulips
Kissed by a mist of dew
Tall, tall trees are growing
On either side of the path of healing
Everything is so peaceful, calm, and tranquil
But it is God's Presence along by your side
That causes your sweet and gentle heart to heal
Maybe you will comfort in my words hear, dear child
If so, then, my precious one,
Don't thank me, thank God
For He is ever knocking
On your beautiful, broken heart
And if you will allow Him
He will enter and softly heal your heart
And that is what the path of healing is all about
Not just ferns washed in dazzling spray
It is the One who created those ferns
He is the path of healing
For if you will allow Him to enter
He will heal even the most broken of hearts
And I know if you ask Him to save you
And truly wish to be His Child
Then, my sweet one, He will heal your heart
And that is how healing begins
Only through God
For He is our path of healing

*~Marian~
Dedicated to everyone who suffers of a broken heart...depression, or anything dark and sad!!!! :) ~~~~<3
My dear ones, allow Jesus Christ to enter that sweet heart of yours and He will heal it if you ask Him too!!! If you truly believe in Him, then ask Him to heal your heart!!!!
He will!!! So if you aren't His Child, then I sincerely hope that you will ask Him to!!!
If you haven't and wish to, message me if you have any questions!!!! ~~~~<3
I'll be more than glad to answer any of your questions, my darlings one and all!!! :) ~~~~<3
And don't think it's too late or that it can be done!!! It can!!!! ~~~~~~~<3
Feline beauty seen
In those big, round golden eyes
And her switching tail

Silky silver fur
Such an adorable face
And pretty whiskers

Hold her near my heart
Finally got a friend now
A true one indeed

Our feline kisses
Exchanged, our eyes purrty meet
Whiskers tickle cheeks

Hugging her to me
Stroking silky-fine grey fur
Jane nuzzles my nose

Blessing from above
Warms my heart with love so sweet
Only cats can give

*~Marian~
Written for my sweet, special, beautiful,
and proud feline friend, Lady Jane!!! (: <3
Honey, I hope you enjoy it!!! (:
I'll have to read it to her sometime!!! :) ~~~~~<3
May write some more for her sometime!!! :) ~~~~~<3
Descartes and Isaac Beeckman,
Monsieur de Chandoux
and Jacob Golius
are talking

Monsieur de Chandoux
asks if Descartes will attend his next lecture
and Descartes replies: “I don’t think so”
And Descartes disappears
*Cogito ergo sum* (I Think, therefore I am) -  Rene Descartes (1596-1650)/poem based on an online joke
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