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I think Incredulous has just hit the nail on the head!
There is no such thing as unconditional love.
Hooray!

Certain types of grammar and concrete job offers. Never lawyers or any type of home visit salesperson

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Quote: Jesus Budda

I think Incredulous has just hit the nail on the head!
There is no such thing as unconditional love.
Hooray!

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Evidently you have lost confidence in your right hand. I suggest you renew your vows to love and cherish each other.

Parsnips?
I'm not Incredulous.
I only do women/young ladies (if you get my drift).

Watch your manners.
Don't make me have to come over there and smack you, sonny.

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Quote: Lady Godiva

What IS love. (Imagine question mark). Conditional or otherwise.

Lady G. (BVA)

I challenge you all to define it.

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To quote Bill Clinton, and to point out your emphasis..."That depends on what the definition of is is."

Actually, I understand that love is:
... a many splendored thing
... never having to say you're sorry
... blind
... all you need

Sorry Dr, If all cold blooded animals are not allowed.
I think one of SKOOBS fish fingers will be my choice.


Can I have one of your fingers of fish SKOOB?

No such thing Lady G.

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Quote: Lady Godiva

What IS love. (Imagine question mark). Conditional or otherwise.

Lady G. (BVA)

I challenge you all to define it.

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Here you go Lady G. since you throw down a gauntlet - albeit a velvet one. My attempt at a definition and since you say you like rhyming a poetic one. So nobody can say I haven't taken time to think about it as well as make previous flippant remarks for the sake of banter.


Love without condition sees no vice
Tells qualities displayed from those posessed
Its cheeks are not hit once but always twice
Forgives and does not seek to be redressed

It reaches out to touch the open sores
It nourishes a soul where all else fails
Outstretched it breaks the chains and opens doors
With hands that bear the bloody wounds of nails


Romantic love - that's another thing entirely LG, driven by the urge to procreate. Restricted by the rules imposed by society that require the somewhat anti-instinctual notion of monogamy to be put into practice for the sake of good order. Also controlled by our cerebral cortex that spends its time rationalising things and tempering the primitive part of the brain so that we indeed do not behave like animals who act entirely on primal drives and instincts apparently without conscience.

It requires continuous dialogue and compromise in a couple. Mainly because if one assumes that there is one perfect partner for any individual one could spend a lifetime looking without fulfilling our biological imperative.

The biological imperative takes over despite everything (particularly in the young and inexperienced). Those who can find the reflection of themselves in their partner are the really lucky ones because they have learned to love and respect themselves through their own or their partners efforts. Each individual in the couple realises that they are multifaceted and that not all of their facets will always be satisfied 100% of the time. Failure of a relationship hinges on the relative importance to the individual of those facets that the other does not live up to.


Can the nature of romantic love be adequately covered in any taught curriculum or learned only by experience? Perhaps but only when a culture is one where the young have respect for the old and their experiences. Through the generations this culture has rarely existed.The unconditional love of parents for children ought to assure that they are at their sides when the inevitable chagrin d'amour happens.

So it's a long one again but somebody has to think about it.

Love does in one way or another constitute the subject of a large percentage of literature so it was an important question and the subject is imortant to everyone.

It might have been posed in a flippant way but - come on spoofers, admit it, we use humour to cover up sometimes how important the questions are to us that we do bring up in a humorous way in our spoofs.

Nobody who writes on this site could ever be described as superficial or mediochre or not thoughtful. Quick minds spot ironies and incongruities and the big questions. Our humour is a shield behind which we hide because asking these questions makes us very vulnerable. We don't have the answers and the questions we raise are put out there in the apparently vain hope that they might get others to think too.

Don't talk to me about unsatisfied facets.

Or multifaucets, like in a public washroom.

I tell you what though. Never mind all this romantic love drivel. Talking of facets, here is some more drivel about emptiness (the drivel's in the detail):

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Indra's net (also called Indra's jewels or Indra's pearls) is a metaphor used to illustrate the concepts of emptiness,[2] dependent origination,[3] and interpenetration[4] in Buddhist philosophy. The metaphor of Indra's net was developed by the Mahayana Buddhist school in the 3rd century scriptures of the Avatamsaka Sutra, and later by the Chinese Huayan school between the 6th and 8th century.[2]

Buddhist concepts of interpenetration hold that all phenomena are intimately connected; for the Huayan school, Indra's net symbolizes a universe where infinitely repeated mutual relations exist between all members of the universe.[5] This idea is communicated in the image of the interconnectedness of the universe as seen in the net of the Vedic god Indra, whose net hangs over his palace on Mount Meru, the axis mundi of Vedic cosmology and Vedic mythology. Indra's net has a multifaceted jewel at each vertex, and each jewel is reflected in all of the other jewels

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Couldn't resist.

Just saying like.

All well and good Erskin but while we're meditating on top of Scafell Pike - there's nobody to do the washing up or darn the socks.

Did all that actually mean something?

However, those Vedic practicants in India do seem to attract a lot of western ladies with their massage.

Lynton, I agree and YES I did read the WHOLE post.

I LOVE your articles and stories, unconditionally, does that count?

Yes we DO tend to hide our feelings sometimes by joking. I tend do so more and more as I get older....

I wish I'd had the unconditional love from my husband, the way he dished it out to his dog when the dog was 'with us'.

Yes, I was jealous of Duke (the dog) as the pair of them sat on the two-seater couch together watching t.v. with me across the room on the 3-sesater.

It had been me on hubby's lap, watching t.v. 'till the dogs came into our lives (mine died earlier).

So here I stand before you all, naked as the real Lady Godiva (not literally), baring my soul (if I have one), just remembering the Beatles song, "When I'm 64" - 40 years married. Hell I didn't think it would come around so quickly, just 2 years and 2 months and I'll find out the answer to the Beatles lyrics

Now I'm getting all 'maudling'.....

I think I've overdosed on this thread and am about to enter my head into the WC and puke, sorry

I understand JO.

Let's (You, Arm and I) have some fish fingers.

That'll sort it.

Regards

Skoob Birdseye.

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Quote: Skoob1999

I understand JO.

Let's (You, Arm and I) have some fish fingers.

That'll sort it.

Regards

Skoob Birdseye.

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How was your day in the POWC on the IOW, have a good day?

Captain Birdseye was my fav as a nipper, green peas and chips, all healthy stuff?

Never killed me JO.

United were founded on fish fingers, chips and garden peas.

Sir Matt used to swear by 'em.

Regards

Skoob

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Quote: Skoob1999

Never killed me JO.

United were founded on fish fingers, chips and garden peas.

Sir Matt used to swear by 'em.

Regards

Skoob

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I remember dawdling down past the mushy peas and chip shops before a game, all I could hear was Cockney's at that time, maybe they're Japanese now?

JO

Brother Lynton seems to think I'm in denial, or in some way suffering from inadequacy because I don't get involved in theological discussions.

It's not that - I'd rather just talk about fish fingers!

Regards

Skoob

(Just joshing Lynton)

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Quote: Skoob1999

JO

Brother Lynton seems to think I'm in denial, or in some way suffering from inadequacy because I don't get involved in theological discussions.

It's not that - I'd rather just talk about fish fingers!

Regards

Skoob

(Just joshing Lynton)

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solidarity from this side of the underside of the bridge, tell em all to SOD OFF with their theologies, bunch of wankers, paedos and pervs!

Mushy peas forever

There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy
And sad of eye
But very wise
Was he

And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things, fools and kings
This he said to me
"The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return"

(instrumental interlude)

"The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return"

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Quote: Skoob1999

JO

Brother Lynton seems to think I'm in denial, or in some way suffering from inadequacy because I don't get involved in theological discussions.

It's not that - I'd rather just talk about fish fingers!

Regards

Skoob

(Just joshing Lynton)

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But you are n denial skoobs denying that your thumb is better and you could go back to work really


and Jimbo

you're showing your age and your nature boy

I'm only playing Lynton.

Word association etc.

A little Eastern wisdom does go down well I find. Just the right amount.

You don't have to sign up full time for any dodgy guru, be it Vedic, Christian or otherwise.

Plenty of time to do the chores.

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Quote: Erskin Quint

Don't talk to me about unsatisfied facets.

Or multifaucets, like in a public washroom.

I tell you what though. Never mind all this romantic love drivel. Talking of facets, here is some more drivel about emptiness (the drivel's in the detail):

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Indra's net (also called Indra's jewels or Indra's pearls) is a metaphor used to illustrate the concepts of emptiness,[2] dependent origination,[3] and interpenetration[4] in Buddhist philosophy. The metaphor of Indra's net was developed by the Mahayana Buddhist school in the 3rd century scriptures of the Avatamsaka Sutra, and later by the Chinese Huayan school between the 6th and 8th century.[2]

Buddhist concepts of interpenetration hold that all phenomena are intimately connected; for the Huayan school, Indra's net symbolizes a universe where infinitely repeated mutual relations exist between all members of the universe.[5] This idea is communicated in the image of the interconnectedness of the universe as seen in the net of the Vedic god Indra, whose net hangs over his palace on Mount Meru, the axis mundi of Vedic cosmology and Vedic mythology. Indra's net has a multifaceted jewel at each vertex, and each jewel is reflected in all of the other jewels

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Couldn't resist.

Just saying like.

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Forsooth my friend, round yonder bend,

The thumb is getting good

I wouldn't shirk, I'd go to work,

If physically I could.

For now I'm here just drinking beer

Remembering things past

Watching Sky and eating pie

Growing a big fat ass

So before you slings, them arrow things

I will do as I wilt

Tis all but pie in sunny sky

So shove it up your kilt!

Just made that up I did!

Dead good innit!

Okay...I'll get me coat...

Regards

Skoob.

There's potential there skoobs just let yerself go once in a while - poetry ain't just for us pansies

I made it up - I really did
Just for the fun of it.
The truth is well and truly hid
Just for the fun of it.

If you do think I'd accept crap
Just for the fun of it
You do not know me yet my 'friends'
I like to jest and quip.

Or am I lying now to you,
Just for the fun of it?
You'll never know and nor will I
Just where the hell we sit.

Who are we all who write on site
Is it true or a load of ****?
Keep on writing 'new friends all'
Just for the fun of it.

You all write well. Are clever lads
Just for the fun of it.
How much is true or just 'made up'?
We'll never know and shouldn't care
For we have fun and we do no harm
Just for the fun of IT.


KEEP THE FAITH - IN 'THE SPOOF' YOU SEEM TO BE A GRAND BUNCH

Lady G.


SO WHERE THE HELL IS THE POETRY THREAD? IT SHOULD BE EASY TO FIND....BECAUSE I DO SEE THAT THERE IS MUCH TALENT HERE....

LG you set up the thread twice but there was a glitch that took it back to the first page of the forums. Whole poems you can put in the magazine nobody seems to mind.

Try it again see what happens