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Post by docone31 on Jan 28, 2007 21:46:10 GMT -5
My query,
In adult youth, we functioned as breeders, In later years with which I now posess,
With what I have felt, seen, experienced, and known,
What now is my purpose?
For years, I thought a purpose. One of deep meaning, now I wonder.
Why?
Animals live untill they die. They never complain. The bird flies untill its last wing beat.
I have bred. Am I therefore now a shadow?
Is my name now what it was?
Mark, Luke is doing GREAT! He looks full of life.
Thank you for those photos.
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Post by pho on Jan 28, 2007 22:50:14 GMT -5
Doc.....I read your post several times and can come up with only one answer....in our older years we teach. Hopefully the young will listen and learn and teach in their own turn.
At least I hope I am teaching something worthwhile to the younger folks around me. Pass on the good things you have learned and maybe,,just maybe one kid will listen and be a better person because you cared enough to teach them something they can use.
Pho
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Post by lbowman1 on Jan 28, 2007 23:23:41 GMT -5
Teach? Heck, I'm 42 (the age of "deep thought") and I'm still learning. I hope I never stop learning till I stop completely.
My purpose? Sometimes I do teach. Sometimes I make things that seem to please other people. Sometimes I just listen when someone needs someone else to listen to them. Sometimes I'm doing what needs to be done but other times I'm doing things that aren't needed but are still appreciated. My purpose varies from moment to moment. I'm subject to change without notice.
Do I have A purpose. Not really but then do I really need one?
Perhaps my only purpose is just to be.
Lori
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Post by parfive on Jan 28, 2007 23:48:06 GMT -5
Stick around, Doc. The world still needs its pre-eminent prognosticator of electrical mayhem.
Rich
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Post by spacegold on Jan 29, 2007 1:18:39 GMT -5
I'm almost 71 and I still learn, but I find that I have forgotten things that I didn't need to know. Purpose? Oh, yes, I have purpose. My purpose is to enjoy the process of living as long as I do live. Life is filled with interesting prospects. Things to do, places to go, people to see, things to make, music to hear, beauty to behold, and much to share. There are occasional downers to be sure, but they are just boulders to be moved out of the way so that one can go forward. Having lived through a couple of life threatening experiences, I am very glad to still be alive and able to enjoy. I hope you are too, Doc.
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Post by stefan on Jan 29, 2007 11:38:23 GMT -5
Doc- Are you re-energized by that Bouncing Kid- Amazing how fast Luke has grown-
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Post by krazydiamond on Jan 29, 2007 15:55:43 GMT -5
My query, In adult youth, we functioned as breeders, In later years with which I now posess, With what I have felt, seen, experienced, and known, What now is my purpose? For years, I thought a purpose. One of deep meaning, now I wonder. Why? Animals live untill they die. They never complain. The bird flies untill its last wing beat. I have bred. Am I therefore now a shadow? Is my name now what it was? Mark, Luke is doing GREAT! He looks full of life. Thank you for those photos. The urge to propagate this miserable species is strong, but not irresistable. So, is breeding a purpose or a preprogrammed motivation? I'd like to believe that living is a purpose that we share with all other forms of life, be it animated or not. Creation is a purpose, whether it be art, music, literature or bringing a new life into the world. We all have purpose even if we will never truly understand what it may mean. I recently heard the term "repurposed" (To use or convert for use in another format or product). So perhaps, Doc, you might have known your original purpose and now have to seek your new format? (i'm pretty good at this meta physical clap trap, huh?) glad to see you reimerge on the board, Doc. now bring on them red eyed barking spiders! KD |
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Post by lbowman1 on Jan 29, 2007 17:05:38 GMT -5
There's a friend of mine that can't have kids due to cancer. She says she put it off till it was too late. She can't bear to see or hear children. She leaves whenever the conversation turns to people discussing their children. The sight of a pregnant woman makes her burst into tears. This has been going on for over 2 years now. She can't even stand for me to mention my oldest son when we talk and he is an adult now and is taller than I am. He doesn't even look like a kid.
She cries and moans how not having kids has ruined her life but from my point of view she is ruining her own life by making herself miserable over it. I've told her that there are plenty of kids in this world to enjoy even if they aren't her kids. Then she replies something about not giving her husband children (he never acted like he wanted any) or never having had the magical experience that I did of giving birth. I have given birth twice and somehow I must have missed the magical part. I wonder where I was at when it happened? I remember the actual birth part being really painful and me swearing a lot and the morning sickness part leading up to that pretty much sucked too. Going without sleep for months and changing diapers never struck me as fun either but maybe I was doing it wrong. I love my kids and wouldn't trade them for anything but I have fun with kids I'm not related too as well. Kids are more understanding of my interest in rocks than adults are.
Sometimes I think people put too much emphasis on certain aspects of life. I think if my friend and other people like her could get past what they think they missed then they would begin to enjoy what experiences are still open to them. I wish I could get her to see that she has a lot to give and if she gives she will get even more back.
Lori
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Post by BAZ on Jan 29, 2007 20:41:49 GMT -5
I have not bred, and at this point I never will. When my wife and I married we agreed that we were not likely going to have children. Then the time came when it didn't matter what we wanted because she needed surgery and now she cannot have children. Christi just turned 40 and I just turned 34 and now it is starting to set in a little, more for her than me. Our friends have a 2 year old that we adore, my nephew is 7 and I can't get enough of him.
Doc, I have given the thought to, and, in the most "advanced" mammalian terms, "Am I just a waste of the Creator's time for not being able to perpetuate humanity with my chosen mate?
I don't really know the answer to the question, it's not something that haunts me either. I guess I just instinctively keep moving on trying to keep us both alive. I think your query won't be answered on a rock tumbling board and I don't think the most advanced philosophers could do a much better job either.
-Why? Why am I here? Why are we here?-
If it wasn't for this over-developed 11 pound blob in our heads we wouldn't be able to create beautiful jewelry, beautiful children, and ponder such things on a wacko machine like the one you are looking at right now.
I have also enjoyed reading everyone's responses and look forward to more.
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Post by 181lizard on Jan 29, 2007 22:06:44 GMT -5
Ok...CRS is hitting me big time right now.
What was the name of the band that did "Nights in White Satin" ?
Anyway, they did a little ditty with people talking in the begining and I think someone queried a very similar question about why are we here. (I know one of you will understand what I'm trying to say...I'M SO CONFUSED!)
Lori - The woman in your writing sound like she would not be happy no matter what she was crying about. If you stop & really look objectively at her...it would probably always be something. Truth of the matter is...the focus will ALWAYS revert back to her...not what she's unhappy about.
For some of us...our purpose is _____________ (fill in the blank)
For others, it's __________________________ (fill in the blank)
My purpose is different than yours & yours. Is it any more important?
No.
Just different.
Soapbox Done!
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Post by cpdad on Jan 29, 2007 22:34:43 GMT -5
doc glad to see your posts again...we only bred once...that created 1 that i loved to watch sleep...loved to change the poop...loved everything about the experience.
the worst part was when the 1 that we bred...couldnt tell us when he was sick..and we had to figure it out without any help from others...thats kinda a purpose from you older ones...to teach about such things.
another purpose you have...is to teach us the things that you have learned over the years..which you have done an excellent job of doing....we listen..even when you think we dont.
a small purpose you have..if it helps is...my little bred 1...asks for me to tell him when certain people post...you are 1 of them...so thats a purpose right?.
take it the way you see it ...kev.
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Post by krazydiamond on Jan 30, 2007 9:16:02 GMT -5
Liz, Moody Blues is the band that did "Knights in White Satin". one of my favorite bands.
KD
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Post by blarneystone on Jan 30, 2007 10:21:54 GMT -5
Is this it Liz?
Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsitter people look back and lament
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colors from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white,
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
Moody Blues: "Late Lament"
Album: "Days Of Future Passed"
I think the key phrase here is "But we decide which is right" ... one of my philosophies is that "it's not the situation that is right or wrong but how we react to it that makes the difference"
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Post by hermatite on Jan 30, 2007 10:55:29 GMT -5
"the moving baby pukes and, having puked, moves on
not all thy comet nor thy bleach will wash out a bit of it"
I think omar khayyam wrote that.
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Post by stefan on Jan 30, 2007 11:54:17 GMT -5
HEHEHE Lori I loved your post- The Magic of CHildbirth- I was there when My daughter was born (as was my wife- imagine that) No magic- Lots of me rubbing her back- and her ignoring me (my wife was a very internally focused person) then the doctor asking me to cut the cord on this screaming purple thing (I refused- what the hell do I pay him for anyway) But there was NO Magic- Lot's of fear, (she is turning 11 and the fear keeps growing) lot's of rather medical Yucky Stuff (one of the reasons I dropped out of the nursing program) lots of a very tired wife not really wanting to stay in the hospital (not that we were there long- only 36 hours) lots of me wondering if I would make a good Dad (see the fear thing again) But no real magic- Now making the baby- well that was a different story (hehehe)
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Post by lbowman1 on Jan 30, 2007 13:07:54 GMT -5
Oh THAT was the magic part! Thank you for reminding me Stefan. Come to think of it that is still pretty magical, just fewer and farther between. I guess that makes it that much more special. ;D
Hey, does that count as a purpose?
Lori
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Post by krazydiamond on Jan 30, 2007 14:33:32 GMT -5
rabbits probably think so.......
KD
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Post by hermatite on Jan 30, 2007 14:34:33 GMT -5
Nah, they're just in it for the carrots.
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Post by stefan on Jan 30, 2007 15:25:42 GMT -5
Herm!!!! In it for the carrots- Well (now I'm gonna catch heck for this) so are woman right??? the carets-- hehehe get it the diamond- carets---- Man I crack myself up sometimes!
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Post by hermatite on Jan 30, 2007 15:33:38 GMT -5
hmmm
don't make me come over there!
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