Not a conspiracy theorist, however..

Debrah N. said:
From everything I've ever heard, social work is a difficult field to work in and my hats off to anyone who has the heart for it.

My aunt was a foster mother for decades. I don't know what your term would be, but she took in the babies that were the medically disastrous cases. She had one baby for a while who had severe hydrocephalus and I can remember how huge his poor head was and the last child she ever took in had multiple issues both mental and physical.

My aunts last thoughts as she was in hospice at the age of 92 was for making sure that the 50 year old child that she'd loved and cared for since she was an infant of 6 months, was safe and taken care of. My aunt and uncle were two amazing people who had hearts the size of the ocean! So there are some great people who do the horrible, rough stuff with grace.
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It's so lovely to hear stories like that. Your Aunt and Uncle were heroes. How wonderful to make such a difference in the lives of children.
 

Debrah N. said:
You see that and I always felt that too, but funnily enough (or not funny maybe) my aunts own brothers and sisters, somehow didn't recognize that goodness in her. She was a very assertive woman, quite firm in her personal convictions and tended to be a little pushy and that's all they saw. I had a wonderful relationship with her though and in retrospect, I think those were exactly the characteristics that she needed to have to make sure that HER kids (she never had babies of her own) got what they needed.

I also had another aunt and uncle who took in three children who'd been adopted by another couple who divorced shortly after the adoptions were final. She raised them from toddler-hood until they were adults and they were at the bedside with the rest of the kids, when both their 'parents' died. The oldest boy had even legally changed his name to theirs after he was old enough to. They weren't adopted you see because my aunt and uncle were 'poor-ish' and wouldn't have been approved as adoptive parents, but they gave them a safe, stable and loving home to grow up in. You know, as I'm telling you about them, I'm feeling really blessed to have had such good people in my life.
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Amazing! What wonderful people!
 
Rich said:
What makes them special? That's a great question but honestly, this should be the norm not the exception. We are, in fact, a terrible species. Just think where we would be if all the money spent on war and weapons could be spent on education, research, and medical care.
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We are terrible in many ways, but there are some good people out there. Also, we make art, and literature, and most importantly (to me!) music. I found a note I wrote to myself the a while back. It says:
best things about being alive
love
oceans
stars
music
music
music
music
 

Pepper said:
Music, music, music, music. When I was undergoing chemo, I asked myself Why was I alive, especially at the time I was alive? After greatly searching my mind, the answer was MUSIC. I was here for the music.
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I can't explain why I love music. Even when you try to describe how it makes you feel you're powerless. You've got to think there's something innate in us that draws us to it. Then, as I pondered this, and tried to re-articulate how I feel, I decided to do a tiny bit of digging. I mean, if it occurs to us, then surely those scientific guys and gals have given it some thought.

Sure enough:

https://www.pfizer.com/news/articles/why_and_how_music_moves_us
 
Pepper said:
Our RnR, be it from California, Southern, British, etc For some reason, my mind usually goes to CSNY first, as representative, though why I don't know.
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Ah. I'm actually sick of our music. There's so much other music to listen to!! My husband plays an ungodly amount of Boomer music (AKA "Yacht Rock", a name that never ceases to crack me up), and frankly if I never hear any of it again, I'll be fine. I mean, I love a lot of it, it's just over done. I kind of miss having teens at home because they would keep me up to date, a bit with pop and rock. They're old fogies too, now.
 
OlderThanDirt said:
Ah. I'm actually sick of our music. There's so much other music to listen to!! My husband plays an ungodly amount of Boomer music (AKA "Yacht Rock", a name that never ceases to crack me up), and frankly if I never hear any of it again, I'll be fine. I mean, I love a lot of it, it's just over done. I kind of miss having teens at home because they would keep me up to date, a bit with pop and rock. They're old fogies too, now.
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Howard Stern & SNL keep me up to date -- well, almost -- on the current music scene. I have given my son instructions to play "my" music if I'm ever in a coma!
 
Pepper said:
Ruth 1:16
And Ruth said: “Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee; for whither thou goest, I will go, and where thou lodgest, I will lodge.

For me, this is the greatest story of love in the Old Testament. Love, loyalty, a bond between women through thick and thin.

Why not concentrate on messages such as this, dear Ed? There are so many acts of love, why concentrate on war?
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Not the war type
 
I am happy with what I beleive. It makes sense to renounce Christianity, the Bible and Jesus. I support the notion of god as something unkown to me that supports and manages life, earth, and universe. I do not know this for certain, must be faith? Don’t believe in the supernatural, don’t believe in sin or salvation, there is no judgement, heaven or hell. These are the things taught to me in Christianity, not for my benefit instead to benefit the religion I was supporting.
 
VaughanJB said:
I can't explain why I love music. Even when you try to describe how it makes you feel you're powerless. You've got to think there's something innate in us that draws us to it. Then, as I pondered this, and tried to re-articulate how I feel, I decided to do a tiny bit of digging. I mean, if it occurs to us, then surely those scientific guys and gals have given it some thought.

Sure enough:

https://www.pfizer.com/news/articles/why_and_how_music_moves_us
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I'm not musical at all myself. Tried a couple times to learn instruments but was never successful. And my favourite type of music if I have one, is only instrumental pieces. Some folks like you, love music but I am 'musically limited' I guess.
 
Debrah N. said:
I'm not musical at all myself. Tried a couple times to learn instruments but was never successful. And my favourite type of music if I have one, is only instrumental pieces. Some folks like you, love music but I am 'musically limited' I guess.
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Nooooooo. You're not limited, you simply have preferences. Besides, I don't like all music either. Rap does nothing for me, hip-hop either. Taylor Swift makes me feel ill, and hell - I don't even like The Beatles!

It's just a preference, that's all. Kind of like reading. I like some sci-fi, but wouldn't read a romantic novel. ;)
 
VaughanJB said:
Besides, I don't like all music either. Rap does nothing for me, hip-hop either. Taylor Swift makes me feel ill, and hell - I don't even like The Beatles!
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We are brothers in this
I thought I was the only one that didn't get a rise with The Beatles
...and Taylor Swift.....not seein' it
 
I had to take piano lessons from a private instructor when I was in the 4th grade. I am fiercely uncoordinated in motion. I am not rhythmic, clumsy I am in body fuction and dance. Rythym is as much movement as a brain function I was none.
I enjoy dreaming but sometimes I cannot distinguish the difference between real life and dream state, just below Canada and defy imagination.
 
Mr. Ed said:
In response to @Debrah N. I was just talking to my wife this about thoughts I am experiencing from depression. I said. "it’s not as if I wish I were dead, I just want to escape from how I feel”. I don’t want to experience negative desires to remove myself from my present state of being, to stop myself with the only option I know non-life.

Living like this is difficult, my thoughts are an active part of me, I cannot escape from myself to another self less disturbed. I am what I am so I am thinking about life in the hereafter. I do not believe in judgement day or the reward and punishment system dividing saved and the unsaved. As a matter of fact, I have doubts about salvation based upon the acceptance of Jesus in one’s life. Got off on a rabbit trail.

I don’t know after this life ends if there any recognizable traits or spiritual awareness that might identify me from other spirits or entities. If so, I will be the one with a smile on his face.
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When you become bogged down in negative thinking it can be a real struggle to rise above it and find things to be happy about. One thing that can sometimes help is to make a list, and even write it down. If you feel overwhelmed by unhappy thoughts make a list of everything you can think of that you have to be happy about. It points the mind in a positive direction, and you may find that the more you focus on the good things in your life the more good things you will begin to notice.
 
sailormann said:
When you become bogged down in negative thinking it can be a real struggle to rise above it and find things to be happy about. One thing that can sometimes help is to make a list, and even write it down. If you feel overwhelmed by unhappy thoughts make a list of everything you can think of that you have to be happy about. It points the mind in a positive direction, and you may find that the more you focus on the good things in your life the more good things you will begin to notice.
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With a little practice it will become a habit, focusing your mind on the positive rather than the negative, developing an attitude of gratitude. Happiness is a choice we make. It comes not from outside but rather from within you.
 

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