tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post1480488784407546741..comments2024-01-15T18:30:18.760+08:00Comments on Miranda: The heart is a lonely hunter...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10970334007479646177noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-29939757507040615712008-03-04T13:35:00.000+08:002008-03-04T13:35:00.000+08:00You can call it that, too, Migs. As one of my gir...You can call it that, too, Migs. As one of my girlfriends say, a wise woman knows she’d be having PMS next week so she pampers herself the week before it hits, then wallows in misery when it comes, and looks forward to the another week of extravagant indulgence to recover from it.:D<BR/><BR/>I'm already feeling better just reading your comments. Thank you!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10970334007479646177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-22855115129376694842008-03-04T13:24:00.001+08:002008-03-04T13:24:00.001+08:00I'm working on it, Gzel. Thank you!I'm working on it, Gzel. Thank you!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10970334007479646177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-50769561412615273902008-03-04T13:24:00.000+08:002008-03-04T13:24:00.000+08:00I truly appreciate your sharing the analysis, Dagu...I truly appreciate your sharing the analysis, Daguldol. Now I understand this urge of driving alone without direction. The ‘womb of isolation’ is indeed a comforting place---no backseat drivers, its just me, my thoughts, my music and the steering wheel.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10970334007479646177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-39622345603021743162008-03-02T10:47:00.000+08:002008-03-02T10:47:00.000+08:00PMS? Does that mean premeditated sadness?I know yo...PMS? Does that mean premeditated sadness?<BR/><BR/>I know you know you're not alone, I mean when it comes to having these feelings. But as you said, we all snap out of it.<BR/><BR/>Hope you're feeling better!Migs Bassighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00993507822600826775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-15743889615806242342008-03-01T19:10:00.000+08:002008-03-01T19:10:00.000+08:00Die größten Feinde des Glücks sind für ihn Schmerz...Die größten Feinde des Glücks sind für ihn Schmerz und Langeweile. (The biggest foes of human happiness are pain and boredom) which results to loneliness---<BR/><BR/>don't let it get you... gmiragehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02277125581984131413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-69943283366507981862008-03-01T00:30:00.000+08:002008-03-01T00:30:00.000+08:00luna mi,An analysis was once done of the comfort f...luna mi,<BR/>An analysis was once done of the comfort found in driving alone without a definite destination.<BR/><BR/>It was found that sitting inside the car creates a "womb" of isolation - that brings us back to the peace of our pre-natal existence. It allows us a period of "development" before we re-emerge "born" into the chaos of the world. <BR/><BR/>Also - it allows us a powerful sense of control (to put on the lights, to lock the doors, to turn right or left, to go forward, to stop, to turn on the radio, to what station, what kind of music,to control temperature, where to go, when to end the journey ...). <BR/>As such, the sense of complete control is an antidote to a life that seems to be spinning out of control, too fast, too slow, headed in an unknown direction, or perhaps even just headed in the wrong direction, and sometimes even just not moving at all.<BR/><BR/>Solace, peace and a sense of control with all the time for reflection. Powerful medicines for the toxins of life ...<BR/><BR/>Like you I drive alone and aimlessly quite often. <BR/>It's rejuvinating<BR/>It's reinvigorating<BR/>It's refreshing<BR/>It's soothing ...<BR/> <BR/>Isn't the automobile such a wonderful invention?<BR/><BR/>daguldolDaguldol Tarakatac IIIhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13442099167475635904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-57613215792481247382008-02-29T17:26:00.000+08:002008-02-29T17:26:00.000+08:00Your English instructor didn't appreciate the phil...Your English instructor didn't appreciate the philosopher in you, bertn.:D At least you survived the class with sheer effort! :D<BR/><BR/>Thanks for dropping by.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10970334007479646177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-25031860384106886552008-02-29T14:00:00.000+08:002008-02-29T14:00:00.000+08:00Thanks for visiting, flyingstars.Thanks for visiting, flyingstars.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10970334007479646177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-87427475704460592052008-02-28T21:07:00.000+08:002008-02-28T21:07:00.000+08:00When I was a freshman in college, our English inst...When I was a freshman in college, our English instructor asked us to write something about our "idea of loneliness." We were given 30 minutes to do it. I could not think of anything to write so I submitted a blank paper with nothing but my name and a dot in the middle of the paper. <BR/><BR/>You don't want to know what mark I got for that paper. Let me just say I survived the class...by the skin of my teeth LOL.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-24647813332879858882008-02-28T20:33:00.000+08:002008-02-28T20:33:00.000+08:00Wow...a beautiful shot along with lovely words...I...Wow...a beautiful shot along with lovely words...I agree with your thoughts...very nice!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-9810974340608401272008-02-28T13:49:00.000+08:002008-02-28T13:49:00.000+08:00Wise words, Mr. Wolfe! I totally agree.Thanks for...Wise words, Mr. Wolfe! I totally agree.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for sharing, Sidney.:DAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10970334007479646177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045178631735607602.post-20204433120206715812008-02-27T22:19:00.000+08:002008-02-27T22:19:00.000+08:00“The whole conviction of my life now rests upon th...“The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence”<BR/>-Thomas Wolfe-Sidneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02495108366627361182noreply@blogger.com