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7/25/2008 5:40:46 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
lorelithelady Vidalia, GA age: 48	For miscellaneous sharing Post if: You find something interesting while surfing the net or An email buddy sends something that should be shared, and also You have some special news to share quickly without starting a new topic, & of course Anything goes as long as it is posted for sharing ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay, there is a lot of posting today about love and I was surfing the subject when I found this very different but (IMO) a very good poem. Hope you like it. Please Hear What I'm Not Saying Don't be fooled by me. Don't be fooled by the face I wear for I wear a mask, a thousand masks, masks that I'm afraid to take off, and none of them is me. Pretending is an art that's second nature with me, but don't be fooled, for God's sake don't be fooled. I give you the impression that I'm secure, that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without, that confidence is my name and coolness my game, that the water's calm and I'm in command and that I need no one, but don't believe me. My surface may seem smooth but my surface is my mask, ever-varying and ever-concealing. Beneath lies no complacence. Beneath lies confusion, and fear, and aloneness. But I hide this. I don't want anybody to know it. I panic at the thought of my weakness exposed. That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind, a nonchalant sophisticated facade, to help me pretend, to shield me from the glance that knows. But such a glance is precisely my salvation, my only hope, and I know it. That is, if it's followed by acceptance, if it's followed by love. It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself, from my own self-built prison walls, from the barriers I so painstakingly erect. It's the only thing that will assure me of what I can't assure myself, that I'm really worth something. But I don't tell you this. I don't dare to, I'm afraid to. I'm afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance, will not be followed by love. I'm afraid you'll think less of me, that you'll laugh, and your laugh would kill me. I'm afraid that deep-down I'm nothing and that you will see this and reject me. So I play my game, my desperate pretending game, with a facade of assurance without and a trembling child within. So begins the glittering but empty parade of masks, and my life becomes a front. I tell you everything that's really nothing, and nothing of what's everything, of what's crying within me. So when I'm going through my routine do not be fooled by what I'm saying. Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying, what I'd like to be able to say, what for survival I need to say, but what I can't say. I don't like hiding. I don't like playing superficial phony games. I want to stop playing them. I want to be genuine and spontaneous and me but you've got to help me. You've got to hold out your hand even when that's the last thing I seem to want. Only you can wipe away from my eyes the blank stare of the breathing dead. Only you can call me into aliveness. Each time you're kind, and gentle, and encouraging, each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings-- very small wings, very feeble wings, but wings! With your power to touch me into feeling you can breathe life into me. I want you to know that. I want you to know how important you are to me, how you can be a creator--an honest-to-God creator-- of the person that is me if you choose to. You alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble, you alone can remove my mask, you alone can release me from my shadow-world of panic, from my lonely prison, if you choose to. Please choose to. Do not pass me by. It will not be easy for you. A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls. The nearer you approach to me the blinder I may strike back. It's irrational, but despite what the books say about man often I am irrational. I fight against the very thing I cry out for. But I am told that love is stronger than strong walls and in this lies my hope. Please try to beat down those walls with firm hands but with gentle hands for a child is very sensitive. Who am I, you may wonder? I am someone you know very well. For I am every man you meet and I am every woman you meet. ~ Charles C. Finn, September 1966
7/25/2008 5:47:05 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
anewstart Columbus, GA age: 47	I want to share the night together forever
7/25/2008 6:33:04 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
rer Kennesaw, GA age: 59	I'm afraid that I don't anything to share, but thanks for sharing with me.
7/25/2008 6:36:19 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
lorelithelady Vidalia, GA age: 48	Quote from rer: I'm afraid that I don't anything to share, but thanks for sharing with me. Long time no see...where 'ya been?
7/25/2008 6:40:58 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
dateforfun2008 Columbus, GA age: 30	i heard this one at work today.... skinny dipping there was an older man that had a very nice pond, and it was shaped like a swimming pool and perfect for swimming, so he decided to put lawn furniture out by it, and plant some fruit trees, and just make it nice to be around, and enjoy it's greatness. Well after time, he fell to go to the pond on a regular basis and eventually not at all. One day he decided to go down to it just to see if the area needed any care. He takes a bucket down and gathers some fruit from the trees, and notices some women skinny dipping. they yelled out to him that they are not getting out until he leaves. He politly told them that he was not there to watch women swim naked nor watch them leave the water, but he was there to feed the gater in the water, and held up the bucket of fruit.... the moral, even old men still have game and know how to think on their feet....
7/25/2008 6:45:13 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
rer Kennesaw, GA age: 59	Hi sweetie, been working. Teaching kids Drivers Ed. all summer.
7/25/2008 6:45:50 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
johnnyd66 Kennesaw, GA age: 41	just amazing being a parent.... at times your children piss you off at times you could be no more proud I have been sooooo blessed with the two young children I have Jessica starting her second semester of college in about two weeks Justin Going into his senior years (second time) to receive his diploma+ Just wanted to share that oh and a very good joke date i will take that one to work with me tomorrow [Edited 7/25/2008 6:46:55 PM]
7/25/2008 6:58:31 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
lorelithelady Vidalia, GA age: 48	Quote from rer: Hi sweetie, been working. Teaching kids Drivers Ed. all summer. OMG, you must really have patients....I'd be an alcoholic with a job like that.Wow Johnny! I know you must be very proud! Wait 'til the grandkids come...my grandson was 1 yesterday... I love my child but it is true that there is something very special about grandkids. date, great joke..loved it [Edited 7/25/2008 7:03:19 PM]
7/25/2008 8:10:23 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
lorelithelady Vidalia, GA age: 48	Here is a cute one from my gf Zee: Curtain Rods She spent the first day sadly packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third day, she sat down on the floor in the dining room by candlelight, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of Chardonnay. When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp and caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She replaced the end caps on the curtain rods, cleaned up the kitchen, and left. When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried everything,cleaning, mopping, and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canister, during which they had to move out for a few days, and they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit. Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and eventually, even the local Realtors refused to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place. The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told her they were selling the house but did not tell the real reasons. She listened politely, and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back. Knowing his ex-wife had no idea about the smell, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth,but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed, and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork for her to sign. A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home.......including the curtain rods. I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU.
7/26/2008 7:29:02 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
dateforfun2008 Columbus, GA age: 30	Quote from lorelithelady: Here is a cute one from my gf Zee: Curtain Rods She spent the first day sadly packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third day, she sat down on the floor in the dining room by candlelight, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of Chardonnay. When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp and caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She replaced the end caps on the curtain rods, cleaned up the kitchen, and left. When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried everything,cleaning, mopping, and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canister, during which they had to move out for a few days, and they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and eventually, even the local Realtors refused to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place. The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told her they were selling the house but did not tell the real reasons. She listened politely, and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back. Knowing his ex-wife had no idea about the smell, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth,but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed, and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork for her to sign. A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home.......including the curtain rods. I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU. love that one...too funny....
7/27/2008 9:14:47 AM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
anewstart Columbus, GA age: 47	Once Apon a time... Me and my brother were walking in the country one night and we were walking accross a large bridge that crossed a river below and we both decided to stop and pee off the bridge. So while we were peeing my brother said to me the water is very cold tonight and I said yes and it's very deep too! LOL
7/27/2008 10:24:23 AM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
funnyprincess Loganville, GA age: 44 online now!	I heard this one at church this morning. A little boy was visiting his grandparents and he always wanted to look at the big family bible grandma had on the coffee table. He decided to pick it up and look at it. As he did a maple leaf grandma had inside to press fell out and onto the floor. When grandma walked in the little boy looked distraught and she asked him what was wrong. He said "I'm sorry grandma, I just dropped Adam's underwear on the floor"!.
7/27/2008 10:58:13 AM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
tee49 East Dublin, GA age: 49	Grandmas always know better! Three mischievous old Grandmas were sitting on a bench outside a nursing home when an old Grandpa walked by. And one of the old Grandmas yelled out saying, "We bet we can tell exactly how old you are." The old man said, "There is no way you can guess it, you old fools." One of the old Grandmas said, "Sure we can! Just drop your pants and under shorts and we can tell your exact age." Embarrassed just a little, but anxious to prove they couldn't do it, he dropped his drawers. The Grandmas asked him to first turn around a couple of times and to jump up and down several times. Then they all piped up and said, "You're 87 years old!" Standing with his pants down around his ankles, the old gent asked,"How in the world did you guess?" Slapping their knees and grinning from ear to ear, the three old ladies happily yelled in unison - - "We were at your birthday party yesterday!"
7/27/2008 6:13:55 PM	Sharing Corner - any thing you want to share - post it here.
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