Sex Versus Love

Sex Versus Love

Submitted by Frederick La Feroux

This poem made me smile. This poem made me think.

Is there any truth in this poem?

Sex Versus Love

Sex prolongs life
Love shortens it.

Sex is something upbeat
Love is plummeting down.

Love is larger than life
Sex is life itself, no frills attached.

Sex is like saving money
Love is like spending money.

Love is chaos
Sex is peace and order.

Sex raises self esteem
Love makes you vulnerable.

Love is selfishness
Sex is toleration.

Sex is exchanging energy
Love is wasting it.

Love is hell on earth
Sex is heaven on earth.

Love is sleepless nights
Sex is sweet dreams.

Love is a narcotic dependence
Sex is detoxification.

Love is spartan and redundant
Sex is simple and quintessential.

Love is commitment and chastity
Sex is friendship and reminiscence.

Hasan Ali Tokuqin

Would you sleep with him or bake a cake instead?

Would you sleep with him or bake a cake instead?

My friend from Germany send this to me today and ask me to post it on here. So here goes:

A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,

HONEY,
COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
IT’S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.

HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON’T THINK SO.

FINE,

THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
IT WON’T CLOSE RIGHT

TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON’T THINK SO

FINE, SHE SAYS
THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
TO THE FRONT DOOR?
THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK

I’M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON’T
WANT TO FIX STEPS
HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON’T THINK SO
I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
I’M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!

SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
COUPLE OF HOURS………………………….

HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
TO GO HOME

AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.

AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
HALL LIGHT IS WORKING

AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.

HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW’D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
OUTSIDE AND CRIED.

JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.

HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.

HE SAID,
SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?

SHE REPLIED,
HELLOOOOO..
DO YOU SEE SARA LEE WRITTEN
ON MY FOREHEAD?

The Gift – John Aubichon Gaudet

The Gift – John Aubichon Gaudet

THE AUTHOR: John Aubichon Gaudet

The old lady places her shawl on top of the bedside table and opens the door below. She removes two brightly colored doilies, which she has painfully knitted over the course of two weeks. She holds them with long fingers, gnarled with age. She has made them for the redheaded girl who comes to clean her room.

The old lady has come to anticipate the sounds of the girl’s cleaning cart coming down the hall. The girl is friendly and the old dear loves to hear her talk of her daughter and her life as she bustles around the room, making the bed and cleaning the floor. They have a special relationship, these two. The old lady loves to talk of times past; she loves the way her stories fall on rapt ears and the way she feels when the girl sits down just to listen to her and her tales. The ghosts of memory also come with these visits, and they leave their little stamps of love and longing, but she would not change a thing. These daily meetings with this girl have given her a way to bring lost friends and family to life. The two exchange secrets and tips, and when something happens in the ward, the old lady can’t wait to tell her special friend.

So she gives the girl the only thing she can, to show how much all this means. “I hope you like them,” she says uncertainly as she hands the doilies over with shaking hands. The girl, choked up, says, “Of course I do, silly.” Tears well up in the cleaners eyes, as she can see the obvious effort it must have taken the old girl to make these beautifully colored pieces with such terrible arthritis. The girl thinks, to herself, that this is what makes her job so worthwhile.

The cleaner moves on to the next room with more tears in her eyes and the doilies in her purse. The shift has just begun, and there are still 22 rooms to clean.

Life is like a game with dice

Life is like a game with dice

The life of man is like a game with dice; if you don’t get the throw
you want, you must show your skill in making the best of the throw
you get.

* Terence

Do you make the best of your throw?

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Quote

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Quote

Treat people as if they were what they ought to be and you will help
them become what they are capable of becoming.

* Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Fancy some FREE love?

Fancy some FREE love?

As if love is anything but free!

Man has bought brains, but all the millions in the world have failed to buy love.
Man has subdued bodies, but all the power on earth has been unable to subdue love.
Man has conquered whole nations, but all his armies could not conquer love.
Man has chained and fettered the spirit, but he has been utterly helpless before love. High on a throne, with all the splendor and pomp his gold can command, man is yet poor and desolate, if love passes him by. And if it stays, the poorest hovel is radiant with warmth, with life and color. Thus love has the magic power to make of a beggar a king.

Yes, love is free; it can dwell in no other atmosphere.

~ Emma Goldman

NOW is ALL We Got

NOW is ALL We Got

You can’t have a better tomorrow if you are thinking about yesterday all the time.

~ Charles F. Kettering

When man loses money

When man loses money

“If you want to know what a man is really like, take notice how he

acts when he loses money.”

~ New England Proverb

Golden Opportunities for Rich Living

Golden Opportunities for Rich Living

“One important source of unhappiness is the habit of
putting off living to some fictional future date.
Men and women are constantly making
themselves unhappy because in deferring
their lives to the future they lose sight
of the present and its golden opportunities for rich living.”

~ W. Beran Wolfe

The Seven Wonders of the World

The Seven Wonders of the World

by Author Unknown

Junior high school students in Chicago were studying the Seven Wonders of the World. At the end of the lesson, the students were asked to list what they considered to be the Seven Wonders of the World. Though there was some disagreement, the following received the most votes:

1. Egypt’s Great Pyramids
2. The Taj Mahal in India
3. The Grand Canyon in Arizona
4. The Panama Canal
5. The Empire State Building
6. St. Peter’s Basilica
7. China’s Great Wall

While gathering the votes, the teacher noted that one student, a quiet girl, hadn’t turned in her paper yet. So she asked the girl if she was having trouble with her list. The quiet girl replied, “Yes, a little. I couldn’t quite make up my mind because there were so many.” The teacher said, “Well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help.”

The girl hesitated, then read, “I think the Seven Wonders of the World are:

1. to touch…
2. to taste…
3. to see…
4. to hear… (She hesitated a little, and then added…)
5. to feel…
6. to laugh…
7. and to love.

The room was so quiet; you could have heard a pin drop.

May this story serve as a gentle reminder to all of us that the things we overlook as simple and ordinary are often the most wonderful – and we don’t have to travel anywhere special to experience them.

Enjoy your gifts!