recycle this blog posts that was posted on this blog sometime a while ago in an attempt to maintain content for this blog and my other blagh whenever blaghers block possible.
THE SUN AND WATER FALL IN LOVE TO THE TUNE OF BLUE DANUBE AND HAVE A
AFTER WATER EVAPORATES THE SUN IS LEFT TO RAISE WEATHER BY HERSELF.
SHE TRIES TO TEACH HER SON HOW TO--
1. WAKE THE WORMS IN THE SPRING WITH A GENTLE BREEZE
2. WATER THE PLANTS IN THE SUMMER WITH GENTLE RAIN
3. DIRECT THE BIRDS MIGRATION IN THE FALL WITH A GENTLE WIND
4. COOL THE BEAR IN THE WINTER FOR HIS HIBERNATION
ALL WITH DISASTROUS RESULTS......
NOBODY LIKES THE WEATHER.....
HIS MOTHERS GOOD ADVICE WEATHER FALLS INTO BAD COMPANY WITH SOME FOUL
WEATHER FRIENDS² AND CREATES FLOODS,DROUGHTS,HURRICANE,AND MELTS THE ICE
AS A RESULT WEATHER GETS A BAD FLU....
AND THEN IS CURED BY THE LOVE OF AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION.....
HIS FOUL WEATHER FRIENDS GET ANGRY AND CALL IN A DRAGON TO TERRORIZE EVERYONE...
BATTLES THE DRAGON WITH HURRICANES AND TORNADOS AND THEN DISCOVERS THAT
THE ONLY WAY TO DEFEAT THE DRAGON IS TO TICKLE IT TO DEATH.
AFTER THE DRAGON IS DEFEATED EVERYONE (THE WORMS,THE PLANTS.THE BIRDS.THE BEARS AND THE BAND) DANCE AROUND THE SUN GODDESS!
words above are from an email that a friend read to me over the
telephone today that I thought sounded interesting enough to repost in
my blogaholicness. As it sounds like it could be a children's story. And
it is. It is a synopsis of the play this year that is called ³All About
The Weather², and it will be performed this year as part of the Rights
Of Spring Puppet Pageant May 4th and May 10th at The Hastings On The
Hudson and then at the Boathouse in Prospect Park. And that story above
leaves me to wondering about life and death. Birth and rebirth, the
cycle of life and change. And I found myself blah blogging a couple of
days ago about the only thing constant is change. And Survival Equipment
commented on that post, "Well there are two other constants I can think
of....death and taxes!". Now that's interesting. And for some reason I
do not like death sometimes, and yet it is a part of life. The passing
of life and the cycle of birth and death. Everything happens for a
reason and some stories do not end as you expect. Who knows the hour of
their death and when their soul will be required of them. And can one
count this day a blessing or a curse. And there must be a lot more
sayings and philosophies to say about life, death, tragedies, sorrows,
suffering. pain and joy, and those sayings are passing me now. And then I
start to think about that verse in the Bible about "Babylon is fallen",
if one believes. And specifically those verses that say: "For in one
hour so great riches is come to nought. And the voice of harpers, and
musicians, and of pipers, and trumpeters, shall be heard no more at all
in thee; and no craftsman, of whatsoever craft he be, shall be found any
more in thee; and the sound of a millstone shall be heard no more at
all in thee; And the light of a candle shall shine no more at all in
thee; and the voice of the bridegroom and of the bride shall be heard no
more at all in thee: for thy merchants were the great men of the earth;
for by thy sorceries were all nations deceived. And in her was found
the blood of prophets, and of saints, and of all that were slain upon
And the above is a photo that reminds me of life and death, yin and yang. Have a great life, death and taxes day.