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Dear all [who cannot go to gravatar and follow the intructions]
I feel so …. proud now for my …ability to do it from the first time Paul from Austria gave the link in the Blog. If me with the minimal knowledge of technology could do it, everybody can!! It is a good idea to … see each other.
LOVE,
Thelma
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Dear all, (Especially, those who cannot see their pictures…)
Yes, Paul is right. Here is simplification of the steps that you can follow to make this happen-
1. Go to http://en.gravatar.com/
2. Sign in using the email address that you have used to make your comments here in PCB
3. If the step 2 does not work then clear your cache which means
-Go to Tools->Internet Option->
-General Tab, Delete Browsing History
-Remember once you delete your browsing history, you will remove all saved histories such as cookies, saved URLs, your saved …
4. After doing step 3 carefully, you can re-enter your Name, Email address here in the Comments section of PCB
5. Wait for 5-10 minutes
6. Follow these step with careful considerations.
7. You are done, Now you can see the pictures beside your comments.
If you still find difficulty, Please post your error message.
We are surely going to help you to see your picture here at PCB. :)
Good day, Every One ! :)
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My dearest Annie thank you so much for your wishes and your love. Yes, you pray like a baby! You are my … third daughter!
I will try to get well soon [after all it is only just a flu], because I have to go into an aeroplane and attend a …. dream party. ;]
LOVE,
Thelma
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this evening unraveled a surprise of the mini sorts for me. after somehow going into a deep tangent concerning the internet with my mother while watching the president’s address to congress, i found myself attempting to break down the idea of a tumblr, a twitter- all of the systems we use on hourly or daily basis to essentially achieve connections with one another. hyperconnections. more tangents; the most striking being my mother’s realization that at the age of 54 she feels as unaware and disconnected from this part of reality as her 87 year old mother… and my own epiphany: consisting of wonder as to why i’ve put so many thoughts and so much focus into such a stagnant window in my tactile life when the most important and nourishing figures in it are not tangled in this web- and where any of it will lead, if at that, for any or all of us. of course the obvious stared me down and shouted i have to keep adjusting and partaking in order to avoid sitting in my mother’s shoes. and her mother’s shoes. and so on. it can become deflating, and almost tedious to keep track of so much and be able to make the time to process it as best as possible. it is as easy as feathers floating from the ceiling to believe no one really gives a shit what my little words and worlds are declaring and reaching for, and i should assume such a thing by fucking default. all of the combined negatives implied made me recoil. or dig myself furthur down. assume it unlikely i’d even want to expose my mother to all of the endless possibilities of having so much information at your fingers. when in truth i couldn’t have wanted to help her more.
i found mr. coelho’s own pocket here tonight after clicking his tweet. just like that. a voice worthy of all praise ever given, and he’s just like you, just like me; floating around in this highly complex magic with the same fundamental desire to touch and be touched by the world we’re breathing.
my initial intent was to simply thank you, sir, for simply being you and showing us how inspiration can move deeper than the depths of our imagination, even- if not usually- when we are furthest away from it. thanks to you, my mother’s impact on the world she knows (and it on hers) is going to flourish in ways neither of us can possibly dream of; and i am most humbled to know that i will be the one to guide her through with a plethora of positive encouragements just like you.
warmest regards,
m.c.e.
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Dear friends with 2 left hands…;)
Subject Gravatar:
Provided you have uploaded a photo… all you have to do is to assign the correct email address… the one you use to make your comments here… this will be he active email address… only then can this blog apply your photo.
Good luck, and looking forward to seeing you soon, Love, & dexterity ;) ♡ Paul
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check this out please
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EcGm-gxmxHw
a very brave honest woman
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Thanks for your wishes Catherine M :)
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Catherine M
Elle est branchee la mamie, hey?
Yee ha !
She is plugged in Grandma, Hey?
:,
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Hi Paulo ! Friends !
thanks for the oppertunity.
For the very first time in history oh humanity, basics needs to most ( certainly not all ) are met! let’s all salute and say a prayer for all our ancestors, all theose people of faith & courage, the scintists, in short the generations gone by ! by their blood and sweat they have handed over a world to us where life is kind of easy, we don’t have to live working contrinously to satisfy teh basic needs.
World today is full of options and choices, perhaps one too many. so much so that, humanity as a whole has become like a child in a toy shop, a huge toy shop which includes toys of destruction. Humanity is playing about with all sorts of toys. like children we are obsessed with speed, things are becomming faster and faster, ‘growth’ & ‘development’ are reaching higher and higher figures. situation is fast SPINNING out of control, as was shown by the jerks in international financial system, financial system troubles are precusor to war. even now people are talking about ‘turnarounds’ and restoration of those idiotic growth figures.
HUMANITY AS A WHOLE NEEDS TO TAKE A BREAK. sit back, contemplate, and see what is it that we really want. First and foremost amongst our ‘wants’ needs to be a desire to be in control of our minds. An uncontrolled mind is like a monkey and as dangerous as a monkey with easy to use guns in its hands.
But then are we not what our minds are, no we are mind and a liitle more, that little more is consioiusness, we need to learn to let the consiousness rule. we need to listen to Zesus’s advise of waking up. I am not blaming individuals, afterall no one chooses suffering consiously, our situation is like that of a dog which chews on dry bone and enjoys the bloood which is actually comming o9ut of its own bruished mouth and tongue, cann’t blame the dog, can’st blame the indiviual human beings. Human mind needs to be reined in.
In the past people have devised techniques, some new age chaps have devised some devises also; so excericse more control over the mind. but something much simpler, much more effective is required ( like the one i have in mind ), for Humanity to come out of it’s presnet, unfocused, confused, state. we need to intoduce children to silence, to themslves at an early age. we need to make the boardroom hawks, contemplate their actions in silence of a few minutes before starting of meetings. Humanity, amjority of humans need to become meditative, less agitated.
more importantly, we need to learn to laugh, a postive, pelsant laughter more often, so here is a joke
Little johnny, all of 7 years was was cycling around his home at 8 PM, he was curious to see what lttle jenny all of 8 years old may be upto at this time, so he peeped in her room, jenny was aghast ” that is bad manners, did u not hear momma say that it is bad manners to see ladies in night gowns”, “fine” said johhny, turned his cap backwards and turned away his cycle. As he had pedalled away two paces, he hears jeeny speak “u can come in now. it’s Ok, I have taken off the night gown”.
Mind is really afraid to come close to anything that can create more awareness. That will be the beginning of the end of the mind. That will be the death of the mind.
so the fight wont be easy
love
aditya
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Yes, me too, sorry.
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I found this spiritual story today in my mail box, so nice :
I wait quietly before GOD, for my salvation comes from HIM. HE alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will never be shaken. Psalm 62:1-2
Shoes in Church
I showered and shaved…………. I adjusted my tie.
I got there and sat…………. In a pew just in time.
Bowing my head in prayer……… As I closed my eyes.
I saw the shoe of the man next to me….. Touching my own. I sighed.
With plenty of room on either side…… I thought, “Why must our soles touch?”
It bothered me, his shoe touching mine… But it didn’t bother him much.
A prayer began: “Our Father”…………. I thought, “This man with the shoes, has no pride.
They’re dusty, worn, and scratched. Even worse, there are holes on the side!”
“Thank You for blessings,” the prayer went on.
The shoe man said…………… A quiet “Amen.”
I tried to focus on the prayer……. But my thoughts were on his shoes again.
Aren’t we supposed to look our best. When walking through that door?
“Well, this certainly isn’t it,” I thought, Glancing toward thefloor.
Then the prayer was ended……….. And the songs of praise began.
The shoe man was certainly loud……. Sounding proud as he sang.
His voice lifted the rafters……… His hands were raised high.
The Lord could surely hear. The shoe man’s voice from the sky.
It was time for the offering……. And what I threw in was steep.
I watched as the shoe man reached…. Into his pockets so deep.
I saw what was pulled out………. What the shoe man put in.
Then I heard a soft “clink”. As when silver hits tin.
The sermon really bored me……… To tears, and that’s no lie.
It was the same for the shoe man… For tears fell from his eyes.
At the end of the service…… As is the custom here.
We must greet new visitors, And show them all good cheer.
But I felt moved somehow…………. And wanted to meet the shoe man.
So after the closing prayer……. I reached over and shook his hand.
He was old and his skin was dark…. And his hair was truly a mess.
But I thanked him for coming……… For being our guest.
He said, “My name’s Charlie………. I’m glad to meet you, my friend.”
There were tears in his eyes……. But he had a large, wide grin.
“Let me explain,” he said……… Wiping tears from his eyes
“I’ve been coming here for months…. And you’re the first to say ‘Hi.’”
“I know that my appearance………Is not like all the rest.”
“But I really do try……………..To always look my best.”
“I always clean and polish my shoes..Before my very long walk.”
“But by the time I get here………They’re dirty and dusty, like chalk.”
My heart filled with pain……….. And I swallowed to hide my tears.
As he continued to apologize……… For daring to sit so near
He said, “When I get here………..I know I must look a sight.”
“But I thought if I could touch you..Then maybe our souls might unite.”
I was silent for a moment……….. Knowing whatever was said
Would pale in comparison… I spoke from my heart, not my head.
“Oh, you’ve touched me,” I said……”And taught me, in part;
“That the best of any man…………”Is what is found in his heart.”
The rest, I thought,……………. This shoe man will never know.
Like just how thankful I really am… That his dirty old shoe touched my soul
You are special to me and you have made a difference in my life.
I respect you, and truly cherish you.
Send this to your friends, No matter how often you talk, Or how close you are, And send it to the person who sent it to you.
Let old friends know you haven’t forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will.
Remember, everyone needs a friend.
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Liebe Paul von Austria,
You know that Gravatar thing is a bit of an avatar to me. I still can’t make it work.
Thanks for the tip anyway.
Have a nice day.
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Dear Santosh,
Thanks for your answer. Yes, we have the opportunity today to edit on the web, and it’s a good revolutionnary thing! I mean the editoring is just a baby in this little big world, and it’s such a luck for us. Moreover face to the difficulty to be edited in poetry.
Ok, I put my 345 poems in three ebooks. It took me nearly the whole day. With laughters’s pauses of course. Now I have to make a blog to put them in. I spent many times doing the summary and its number pages’s links, as I didn’t know how to create them. But google is fantastic…
Plus, I did not manage to put my pic in here. I followed the instructions with gravatar, but it seems it did not work. So tomorrow, I’ll try the possibility you mentioned up above.
Good night or day to all!
Love
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Derien Candie. J’ai pas arrêté de me poiler toute la journée. Et je suis heureuse que ça t’a un peu dégrisée. Bises!
Thank you Liina! :D That guy is crazy!! I love his concept. I watched his other videos and really had fun. Especially when he sings with accelerated voice, imitating Celine dion. ROFL
Love to you both.
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Liina.L, that was fantastic! What fun! What an interesting way to share creativity and art. Thanks for sharing this little video.
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Ok, here is something I could not resist to put here. I think it’s just so creative and so much fun.
This describes very well what features we have in our faces, what possibilities to do with our faces. And what kind of information using our little face muscles can send to others.
Enjoy, and get a good laugh, if You will!
Have a great night!
Here it is:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZuzqeS-nr8
With love and laughter,
Liina L.
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from my blog (www.jessicagottling.blogspot.com/)
living side by side
Now I will tocuh a subject that maybe some men can feel intimitaded by.
But that is not my intention.
I want balance and harmony in my world, because we are all worth the same.
We all have the same chance to follow our dream, no one is better then the other, remember we are all one in a sense.
Yesterday I was so sad because my fiance said some things that hurt me very much.
I don´t know why, but I think he is afraid.
Maybe he is afraid that if I can stand on my own two feets I will leave him.
But for me the problem is the other way around.
If he is not proud of me and if he try to put me down to think that I´m not capable of taking care of myself then I will maybe leave him.
Now when I have taken the bull by the horn, and standing my grounds following my heart, he is very nervous what I will do.
Why is it that many men having problems talking about their feelings?
I want to be able to communicate about everything between earth and heaven with the one I live with.
I also want some support, as much as I have supported him, I want him to do the same for me, but I can not force him.
I can only ask him for support, and if I don´t get it, I now how things will end up.
I feel that I can support myself and stand on my two own feets.
I feel calm in that, that whatever happens I will find a way to solve things.
It just so sad when all I want is to have a happy relationship and that we can share, give and take.
We should share everything, both responsabilities and joy.
But in the same time I also feel very lucky for all the miracles in my life and I know they happens for a reason.
Men should give us women a fair chance to follow our dream also.
Don´t be afraid when a women know what she wants, and they shouldn´t feel afraid that they loose power or whatever they think they loose.
Men will also gain, if we instead live in balance side by side on the same level.
How can men be happy if the women are not?
No one is above the other, we should live side by side, supporting each other :-)
Let every man and women follow their own heart, free souls living side by side!!!
Love Jessica
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Yeah another one that has popped up in my head,i could write thousands tonight I guess that’s because the moon is in Pisces oh what the hell…
BLAH BLAH(yeah,that’s an hell of a title,lol)
They told me to watch the sky
And hold on tight
then it would be as clear as a crystal ball
And I will finally know it all
The stars might shine and the moon might be high
But I can’t see anything tonight
Oh maybe tomorrow
When will be washed the sorrow
Well maybe tomorrow
When it will be time to grow
Yeah but grow what seeds?
Will do some deeds
Caravan’s passing and I must make a move
And join the crowd to groove
The darkest hour
Midnight’s corner
Can’t spend the night writing
Shouting or shooting
Hey,don’t be scared as it is just Art
And I’m not falling apart
Some would wish
But I won’t serve them that dish
Hey,what’s that noise in the dark?
That must be,wait…that’s my heart
Oh…don’t start
:D
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Thank You Paul, I have done this now.
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Hey,thanks for that Catherine.I was feeling down and then I saw the adverts,lol.Yeah the grandma,lol.thanks for that,I guess angels work everywhere.
:)
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SInce our beloved Thelma has gone down with the flu,
i wanted to say this
Dear Universe (as the kids say dear Santa i want this and that hehe)
all i want (not for Christmas!!! :) )
is our Thelma get well soon :)
Love and Graditude
Annie - …you d better get well soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
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Catherine M,
Yes, it is 7.95, I mean there are very few publishers who does not even want to see your work, So I have to publish it using those free publishers.
Anyways, they have to pay the writers… I agree with your point :)
I will get back soon.
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I particularly like the grandma…ROFL
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Dear Candie,
Thanks a lot! I adore this song. He’s so cute… :)
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So wonderful Hildegarde: it sings in my mouth. ;)
Dear Santosh: thanks for your answer. But your ebook is 7.95 I saw, isn’t it? You mean it’s ok if you don’t sell some.
As for myself, I’d like to be paid writing. It’s a good job… :D
Have a delighted day.
I hope you’re ok Thelma, and that my will the flu gets away reached you. :)
Love.
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Thank you dear Catherine, I love this poem because of friendship and the strainer. Because of the rosy drops that shine and of (the strainer) our eyes that keep the drops shine…
Song And Trio (Thomas Moore)
The Levee and couchee
Call the loves around,
Let the whisp’ring sound
Of their wings be heard alone,
Till soft to rest
My Lady blest
At this bright hour hath gone.
Let Fancy’s beams
Play o’er her dreams,
Till, touch’d with light all through,
Her spirit be
Like a summer sea,
Shining and slumbering too.
And, while thus hush’d she lies,
Let the whisper’d chorus rise -
Good evening, good evening, to our Lady’s
bright eyes.”
But the daybeam breaks,
See, our Lady wakes !
Call the Loves around once more,
Like stars that wait
At morning’s gate
Her first steps to adore.
Let the veil of the night
From her dawning sight
All gently pass away,
Like mists that flee
From a summer sea,
leaving it full of day.
And, while her … dream flies,
Let the whisper’d chorus rise-
good morning, good morning, to our Lady’s
bright eyes.”
Love
Hildegarde
xxx
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Catherine M,
I mean if there are spelling mistakes or something on the book (Just for Editing purpose)… Nothing else…
You know it is hard to find a publisher who will publish your content and so I have to do it on my own. I do not want to make money out of my work.
Anyways, It would be good if someone would be interested because it gives more visibility for the work being done and so on…
Thanks once again !
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Dear Santosh,
Your ebook I read yesterday gave the energy to begin to do mine. I really thank you. Indeed I wrote about 400 poems that are not on the net anymore. They were last years for two months, the time I was writing them. Since, I guess that it’s too heavy to put them in only one book, so I decided to make three:
D-Light
D-Side
D-Claim
Now, I don’t know at all how to show them. Maybe I will create a new blog. Hoping I won’t delete it, as I am used to… :D
If you could give me some advices: welcome!
Love to you.
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Dear Sasha,
I hope everything will be fine. Mistakes are good to grow, and to teach us how not to do it again ;)
Have an enlightened day…
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Dear Hildegarde,
Thank you for the poem. I particularly like the sentence “Nor, Corry, could a boon be mine”: so beauty.
Love.
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song for the day
sunshines to all
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fEheWHVgffM
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Thanks to you Paul. Yes, I did forget. ;p
Thanks also to you dear Santosh. What do you mean if I’m not happy with my Name? lol
I’m happy my little question will help some of us. :)
Light.
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Dear Paul from Austria,
Thank you, I was trying also the same …
Good day !
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A poem by Thoma Moore written to James Corry
…On his making me a present of a wine strainer
Brighton,June 1815
This life, dear Corry, who can doubt?-
Resembles much friend Ewart’s wine,
When first the rosy drops come out,
How beautiful, how clear thy shine!
And thus a while they keep their tint,
So free from even a shade with some.
That they would smile, did you but hint,
That darker drops would ever come.
But soon the ruby tide runs short,
Each minute makes the sad truth plainer.
Till life, like old crusty port,
When near its close, requieres a strainer.
This friendship can alone confer,
Alone can teach the drops to pass,
If not as bright as they once were,
At least unclouded, through the glass.
Nor, Corry, could a boon be mine,
Of which this heart were fonder, vainer,
Than thus, if life grow like old wine,
To have thy friendship for it’s strainer.
Love
Hildegarde
xxx
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There is change in the air.
In the way the sunlight dapples through the fresh leaves, even in the dust haze in the air.
People walk taller, smile more, or is that my thinking?
Even the dawn looks different everyday, a burst of orange one day, a stylish streak in maroon the other.
In the stillness. Serene.
I look around, it is all the same- why do I feel the universe is being particularly kind?
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Dear CAtherine M,
I think it is based on to by an Administrator.
Here is what it says,
“For users without a custom avatar of their own, you can either display a generic logo or a generated one based on their e-mail address.”
So,I think- if administrator gives right to the users for generating one bsed on their e-mail address they you can see your picture besides the comment.
I do not know if it helps…
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Dear Catherine M,
Did you forget… ;) ?
So here are the guidelines once more for anyone interested;
Go to http://www.gravatar.com and start your free account
Once you have done this, upload the digital photo that you want to use as a blog avatar (mini photo)
You’ll need to assign an email address to this (the one you use to comment on the PCB in this case)
That’s it, so have Fun!
♡ Paul
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Dear Paul, Or,(Paul from Austria)
Thank you very much, appreciated !
Dear Catherine M,
Here is one link which could be helpful,
http://designm.ag/resources/tutorials-for-wordpress-comments/
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Dear all,
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-I have recently revised the book, you can see your praise, review or comments in this new version. (This is not the final version but surely will let you know before distribution).
New Revised or Updated Version could be found here-
Keep on checking, I will update with every comments that I receive…
http://www.kalwar.com.np
http://www.lulu.com/content/6179996
-If you are not happy with your Name, Designations or Affliations please let me know here at PCB.
-I am still waiting for Paulo’s Commment on book.
Good day, Every one !
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I had the same question…
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I’m so helpless and sad
I’m not a weak person and I have good faith, I trust in God
but this time i think i made a big mistake, and i will pay back really bad :(
above all , i’m all alone in this :(
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Catherine M
That’s good I might be able to put mine in there too.
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Dear PFA,
May you explain me how to put my pic close to my posts. I know you know how to do… :)
Much thanks & Love.
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