That one puts a lump in my throat. Look at those two women’s delight.
The MotionJuly 21, 2022, 11:17 AM
The ocean is a systemic racist construct of the white male patriarchy. (sarc)
Haven’t been to the ocean since the late 1990’s and it looks like a morale booster for Grams to get to visit in person!
The little things add up and every tiny victory builds toward more.
captfleeJuly 21, 2022, 12:47 PM
Very nice, sir. We are drawn to it, are we not?
JackJuly 21, 2022, 2:08 PM
Good for her and God bless her! Salt water can cure or soothe nearly any condition.
ThisIsNotNutellaJuly 21, 2022, 5:29 PM
The sea or salt water pools both do wonders for skin conditions.
And if you up the dosage… Well look at Rameses II — he’s certainly looking great for his age!
The ocean… like staring into campfire at night. It’s in our DNA trying to tell us we’ve seen it many times before.
ThisIsNotNutellaJuly 21, 2022, 5:28 PM
Sperg Out Akshuallyyyyy Moment:
Candle and campfire flames flicker with major frequency component around 10-12Hz. Covers part of the range of our brains’ Alpha Waves. So (waves hands here) they’re hypnotic.
Only know this because years ago did an undergrad EE internship in a coal-fired power station and that’s how you remotely sense whether your burners are working or not: photocell and FFT output and look for a chonky 13Hz (in this case — flicker frequency varies when have forced draft) component.
So in a kind of way yes, coded in our DNA but arrow of causality probably: have a human brain —> like fires. Just speculative bullshitting here though.
Now the sound of waves on the beach and the sound of bubbling brooks — Damn right they must be coded in our DNA because Mother Of Us All and the sound of life and survival on land.
Awesome, we seem to discard our elderly. When I see and hear of folks taking care of, meeting the needs of our parents our elderly friends, I feel relief. Got a neighbor a WWII vet, his minds lost, he his wife will be with us, if their family won’t step up.
This man’s a national treasure, a Tanker at the Bulge. Few years back Frank use to come over daily, he lost his daughter to the China bug, last year,,,,,, down hill from their. It kills me to watch.
ThisIsNotNutellaJuly 21, 2022, 5:34 PM
I wheeled my mother out to see the stars the night before she had to check in to the hospice. That was good for both of us. The saddest thing was wheeling her down the garden path to the waiting ambulance the next morning. She loved gardening.
My father-in-law was dying of cancer and was soon to enter the VA hospice in Baltimore. Before the drive up from NC, my wife and her sister to the beach – his favorite place, to store up time and memories, and do all of the things that he loved. Surf and pier fishing. My wife took care of him and his meds, her sister cooked all of his favorite meals, and they made bim laugh. He waz greatly loved and still greatly missed.
Real World Address for Donations, Mash Notes and Hate Mail
Gerard Van der Leun
1692 MANGROVE AVE
APT 379
Chico, Ca 95926
Green Pants Interior by Klahn
Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
“My grandma wanted to see the ocean one last time before checking into hospice.”
Gerard Van der Leun
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Awwww…
That one puts a lump in my throat. Look at those two women’s delight.
The ocean is a systemic racist construct of the white male patriarchy. (sarc)
Haven’t been to the ocean since the late 1990’s and it looks like a morale booster for Grams to get to visit in person!
The little things add up and every tiny victory builds toward more.
Very nice, sir. We are drawn to it, are we not?
Good for her and God bless her! Salt water can cure or soothe nearly any condition.
The sea or salt water pools both do wonders for skin conditions.
And if you up the dosage… Well look at Rameses II — he’s certainly looking great for his age!
The ocean… like staring into campfire at night. It’s in our DNA trying to tell us we’ve seen it many times before.
Sperg Out Akshuallyyyyy Moment:
Candle and campfire flames flicker with major frequency component around 10-12Hz. Covers part of the range of our brains’ Alpha Waves. So (waves hands here) they’re hypnotic.
Only know this because years ago did an undergrad EE internship in a coal-fired power station and that’s how you remotely sense whether your burners are working or not: photocell and FFT output and look for a chonky 13Hz (in this case — flicker frequency varies when have forced draft) component.
So in a kind of way yes, coded in our DNA but arrow of causality probably: have a human brain —> like fires. Just speculative bullshitting here though.
Now the sound of waves on the beach and the sound of bubbling brooks — Damn right they must be coded in our DNA because Mother Of Us All and the sound of life and survival on land.
Awesome, we seem to discard our elderly. When I see and hear of folks taking care of, meeting the needs of our parents our elderly friends, I feel relief. Got a neighbor a WWII vet, his minds lost, he his wife will be with us, if their family won’t step up.
This man’s a national treasure, a Tanker at the Bulge. Few years back Frank use to come over daily, he lost his daughter to the China bug, last year,,,,,, down hill from their. It kills me to watch.
I wheeled my mother out to see the stars the night before she had to check in to the hospice. That was good for both of us. The saddest thing was wheeling her down the garden path to the waiting ambulance the next morning. She loved gardening.
God bless you, TINN
My father-in-law was dying of cancer and was soon to enter the VA hospice in Baltimore. Before the drive up from NC, my wife and her sister to the beach – his favorite place, to store up time and memories, and do all of the things that he loved. Surf and pier fishing. My wife took care of him and his meds, her sister cooked all of his favorite meals, and they made bim laugh. He waz greatly loved and still greatly missed.