Showing posts with label Kahlil Gibran. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kahlil Gibran. Show all posts

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Here you go. It's generosity.

I dreamed I started a band and named it Dixieland Stain.

Our friends,  Darlene and Downwind Nicole, have started their new life and their new blog, Where the Wind Goes.   They're finally living in a van down by the river!  Woohoo!

In a van down by the river 

One thing, ladies:  you have comments turned off, and THAT WILL NOT DO.  I will just text you my comments in the wee hours.


I read Kahlil Gibran to Annie this afternoon, but it didn't go well.

R: Those who give you a serpent when you ask for a fish, may have nothing but serpents to give. It is then generosity on their part.

A: I get that. It's like when some guy goes, Man, can I have a dollar? and you give him a turd.

R: Because that's all you have. It's generosity. I don't have any money, but my pockets are full of turds. Here you go.

A: Turds were buy-one-get-one so I stocked up.  You're welcome to have some.

R: Okay, I'm going to start reading again. Let him who wipes his soiled hands with your garment take your garment. He may need it again; surely you would not.

A: Because you just gave him a turd.