A friend with the name of Dimitar wrote a poem. The last stanza reads like this: I’ll go no more a roving o’, With you no more I’ll range. Ill clench my teeth, I’ll bite my lip, For you’re the same bu ...

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Full disclosure!  I do watch cooking and baking videos and even have my favorite chefs.  It's better than computer games in my view and the product of that little bit of time-wasting shows up clearly ...

The well-known aphorism from Jiddu Krishnamurti comes to mind. "It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society." Two other comments from reliable people come to mind as we ...