Repurpose – January 27, 2017

Cats in the holy trees?

#Repurpose – Photo Challenge

#Conventional Wisdom – Discover Challenge

There are two trees in our park that have been repurposed for the home of one black and one white cat.

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There are a number of legends about trees and maybe even a greater number about cats.

In Egyptian mythology, there were several species of trees that were considered sacred. One of the most important was Sycamore, sacred to Re. They stood at the eastern gate of heaven from which the sun emerged each morning. It is interesting that the ished tree, a Tree of Life, had a special solar meaning and was protected from Apep by the great cat of Heliopolis, a one form of the famous Re.

Even though we see these cats as our little friends in the neighbouring park, would it be rude to assume that these cats are somehow different? Divine?

And that these trees are also a kind of solemnly dedicated to a higher purpose?

Conventional wisdom?

Books cannot be replaced

I love books.

I get pretty jealous when somebody wants to borrow it from me.

 

It is not that I don’t want to share.

It is more that I don’t want to lose any of them.

 

They are all extremely valuable to me.

Replacement is not an option!

 

Source of the Featured Image: Pinterest.

The Yellow Man

How was it today? – He asked when she finally get out of the warm bath.

Freezing – she answered and took a cup of Ginger tea. With a kind of a ritual, she put a big spoon of acacia honey in it and smiled. Delicious. Not only the taste, but also the warmth and smell. It tastes like spicy childhood. Yellow delicious Ginger tea – she said happily.

Well, my thoughts were frozen at the beginning and the only goal was to see the finish line. They said on the radio that it was minus seven degrees. Horrible – she shivered with disgust.

Yet you did it! – He smiled.

There were three rounds that we had to run. One of them was shorter. I didn’t take care to know which one is the shortest, so I hoped while I was running the first round that this is the bigger one. I didn’t want to check my clock to see how fast I was, because I knew I was slow. Breathing was also hard and I knew that I would cough later. I didn’t feel any pain in my joints – so I was happy.

Then I saw this yellow guy and decided not to lose him during the race. Yes, I was really happy, you know why. Yesterday, I was hardly able to walk – and today, today I run.

So, I kept the pace. The first round was ok. Then came the second one. After the first bent, I realized that the first round was the shortest and that now I have to do another two rounds. The water beside the road resembled to ice cream. I did’t even try to take it. Music on my chosen radio station was very slow, and it didn’t hasten me to run faster. I passed near one young girl and asked her in my thoughts to give me a bit of her young power… because she is not running and did not need it at that time. I felt if she gave me a bit of it.

He smiled.

The second round has finished. I thought, ok, now just one more and you will be heading to the warm Ginger tea. That made me forgot the cold for a second. Breathing became even harder. I heard some girl behind me how she gasps for air, but I didn’t turn my eyes back. I was really frozen.

On one point of the road, I decided to slow down a bit, but not actually. I did slow down, but I have extended my stride, so I actually run at the same speed. It’s amazing what this deception of the mind does to the body. I didn’t slow down.

On the Radio, Federer was wining his challenge and I realized that I am almost near the finish line. I hastened a bit, to finish this freezing torture. Voilà. The end. I did it again with a forced smile on my face.  See, my thoughts were frozen too.

This is good – he answered. You broke through the minus seven-degree limit of running.

Yes, I did break through the minus seven-degree limit – she answered.

And the yellow man?

I left him in the third round in the dust – she lowered her chin and simpered.

Semi-Automatic, or?

Automatic – can you do it? – she asked

I was humbling a song…Semi-automatic… I’m never what I like… I’m double sided…

It’s not what I asked – she whispered loudly.

Yes, honey… my life is often set on auto-pilot. I come from one spot to another not knowing which road I took. Does it counts? – He answered.

Yes – she smiled. I do it also lately. Still, I am a bit afraid of tomorrow. With so many pains in my joints, do you really think I can do it? It is hurting even now – she said very sadly.

Honey, don’t worry, just dress up warmly and run… it is nothing wrong with you. It is no illness; it is only a cold weather trying to force you to stay indoors. You know very well that you will not do it. You will run… because this is the meditation that you need now to forget all the bad things that are around you. And Yes – I will run with You. I always do.

For motivation: Run and Go song by TWENTY ONE PILOTS:

Lyrics source: azlyrics.com

“The Run And Go”

I can’t take them on my own, my own

Pa, I’m not the one you know, you know
I have killed a man and all I know
Is I am on the run and go.Don’t wanna call you in the night time
Don’t wanna give you all my pieces
Don’t wanna hand you all my trouble
Don’t wanna give you all my demons
You’ll have to watch me struggle
From several rooms away
But tonight I’ll need you to stay.

Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do…

I am up against the wall, the wall
Pa, I hear them coming down the hall
I have killed a man and all I know
Is I am on the run and go.

Don’t wanna call you in the night time
Don’t wanna give you all my pieces
Don’t wanna hand you all my trouble
Don’t wanna give you all my demons
You’ll have to watch me struggle
From several rooms away
But tonight I’ll need you to stay.

Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do…

Cold nights under siege from accusations
Cerebral thunder in one-way conversations
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh.

Don’t wanna call you in the night time
Don’t wanna give you all my pieces
Don’t wanna hand you all my trouble
Don’t wanna give you all my demons
You’ll have to watch me struggle
From several rooms away
But tonight I’ll need you to stay.

Tonight I’ll need you to stay! [4x]

Source of featured image: Pinterest.

P.S. I want to move the mountains …

KISS – Keep it simple stupid

Featured Image Source: Pinterest.

When You goggle the KISS principle you see a number of signs, simple drawings of nature (mostly sea, island, boat and a palm tree) and of course you see Albert Einstein and his quote: “Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler“.

Hm? Why stupid?!

Missing somebody – call.

Have a question – ask.

Want to be understood – explain.

Don’t like something – change it.

Love someone – tell him or her.

Want to meet up – Invite….

It’s easy. If you complicate anything – the obvious will be lost. I don’t see anything stupid behind this. I see stupidity in complex sentences when people speak for hours not saying anything, and you know very well what I mean. The greatest persons have always been simple and straightforward. So, if someone knows how to explain – it is obvious he knows the stuff. That Simple 🙂

I like the quote attributed to Steve Jobs:

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P.S. I want to move the mountains …;)

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Zehn

Music is always the answer….

Perfect song about TEN:

Die Toten Hosen

Zehn kleine Jägermeister

 

Lyrics source:: www.songtexte.com

Zehn kleine Jägermeister rauchten einen Joint
Den einen hat es umgehaun, da waren’s nur noch neun

Neun kleine Jägermeister wollten gerne erben
Damit es was zu erben gab, musste einer sterben

Acht kleine Jägermeister fuhren gerne schnell
Sieben fuhren nach Düsseldorf, einer fuhr nach Köln

Einer für alle, alle für einen
Wenn einer fort ist, wer wird denn gleich weinen
Einmal triffts jeden, ärger dich nicht
So gehts im Leben, du oder ich

Sieben kleine Jägermeister war’n beim Rendezvous
Bei einem kam ganz unverhofft der Ehemann hinzu

Sechs kleine Jägermeister wollten Steuern sparen
Einer wurde eingelocht, fünf durften nachbezahlen

Fünf kleine Jägermeister wurden kontrolliert
Ein Polizist nahms zu genau, da warn sie noch zu viert

Einer für alle, alle für einen
Wenn einer fort ist, wer wird denn gleich weinen
Einmal triffts jeden, ärger dich nicht
So gehts im Leben, du oder ich

Einmal muss jeder gehn
Und wenn dein Herz zerbricht
Davon wird die Welt nicht untergehen
Mensch ärger dich nicht

Vier kleine Jägermeister bei der Bundeswehr
Sie tranken um die Wette, den besten gibt’s nicht mehr

Drei kleine Jägermeister gingen ins Lokal
Dort gabs zwei Steaks mit Bohnen und eins mit Rinderwahn

Zwei kleine Jägermeister baten um Asyl
Einer wurde angenommen, der andre war zuviel

Einer für alle, alle für einen
Wenn einer fort ist, wer wird denn gleich weinen
Einmal triffts jeden, ärger dich nicht
So gehts im Leben, du oder ich

Einmal muss jeder gehn
Und wenn dein Herz zerbricht
Davon wird die Welt nicht untergehen
Mensch ärger dich nicht

Ein kleiner Jägermeister war nicht gern allein
Drum lud er sich zum Osterfest neun neue Meister ein

 

Featured Image Source: File Bundestrasse 10.

The End

The End of Your Life

Standing at the graveyard today

Looking at all those familiar but distant faces around me

Knowing that a part of history will be buried forever with you

Thinking about your eyes from few days before

They were the only sign of you in this world

Everything else has already went to another world

Devastation of known world

Time is flying

Too fast, I would say

Will you see her?

I didn’t dare to ask

One day, we will all come there

The last piece of ground is on you

Are you around, looking at us?

Is there anything that we need to hope for?

Or just the end, like Morrison said…

Farewell dear man

Farewell to your childhood

Farewell to your happy moments

Your dreams, wishes

Your hopes, your thoughts

Your suffering, your devastation

Farewell to you

Where ever your soul is now

A poem written for my Uncle. And whenever it is the end of someone’s life I hear the sounds of “THE END” – by The Doors.

 

In response to Daily Post: Devastation.

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Just like Yin and Yang…..

Conflicting as it sounds,

Either thorough supervision or control

Or carelessness and neglectfulness

Oversight is always lack of adequate attention.

In love, friendship and family,

If monitored too much it is like suffocation,

If neglected it is uncaring and indifference

Balance is the only solution.

Same is in the each aspect of life,

Forces must be equal to cancel one another

Neither excess nor lack is good

Equilibrium is the key for everything

Just like Yin and Yang…..

Be the balance, be yourself...

 

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Source of Ying-Yang: Image.

Source of Featured Image: Pinterest.