it refuses to drift away from me the wistful power of unfulfilled dreams it is the sole raison d’etre for life life is covering the distance to death drifting or walking between life goals which keep a-changing not to lose power power is oxygen to a lost soul life on paths, maybe traversed … Continue reading Folds of the soul
Awesome addition to my limited knowledge….
The 40 years war was fought between the years 1385-1424 and this was a military conflict fought between the Burmese-speaking Kingdom of Ava and the Mon-speaking Kingdom of Hanthawaddy Pegu. Forget ‘nine months’, the typical pregnancy actually lasts 40 weeks! A full-time work week is 40 hours. Ali Baba had to outwit 40 thieves in the classic tale, Arabian Nights. 40 is widely considered entry into middle age. It took chemists 40 attempts to develop the magical spray known as WD-40. It takes Venus 40 years to cross our sky and return to its starting point. The number 40 is a pentagonal pyramidal number. Russian folklore says that ghosts hang around for 40 days after death. The word ‘forty’ is the only number in the English language that is in alphabetical order when spelled out. According to an ancient proverb, “to understand a people, you must live among them…
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You are not the rain I’d want to soak in times of distress You are not the wind I’d want to shake up a carefully constructed world. You are not the fire that lights hope in a fatigued heart I’d not have learnt to walk alone and strong with dependable support. … Continue reading Shaky floors
Lent has 40 days. So we were told.
I was brought up in a very Catholic family, Mass every Sunday, no meat on Fridays and Lent we were told were days of fast and abstinence.
Each year it was a matter of what are you giving up for Lent. Chocolate was a popular one. We used to receive these little moneyboxes called Project Compassion into which we placed all the small change we generated throughout the Lenten period.
Lent finished with Easter. I never liked Easter much as it was a series of Church goings that drove me crazy. The Sunday before Easter was Palm Sunday. This necessitated the reading of the passion of Christ, which was long, and you had to stand for it.
The following Thursday was Holy Thursday, an evening Mass where the priest washed the feet of twelve parishioners as at the Last Supper.
Friday was…
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Arithmetical poetics by Eugenia ☺ Read on.....
there
are
no more
dreams on the
wrong side of forty
just bitter realizations
In response to:Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 40
Welcome to Week 40! Certain numbers arouse curiosity. I have always wondered about the special significance of the number 40, across different cultures and geographies. Why 40 days of mourning in Islam? Why 40 days of fasting and prayer in Lent? Why 40 winks of sleep? Why 40 minutes of walking? Why 40 days of … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 40
human grit enables flights of fancy fails to visualize ineffectiveness at the fag end of life soul energy keeps hope alive stops people from abandoning boats in the waves on seeing callousness of the shore Thursday Photo Prompt #writephoto
premeditated sublime or plain silly certain tools sever life-saving connections in the hands of idiots Tale Weaver at MLMM
