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• 23/08/2008 @ 14:14 inspire said

  

  I am feeling the love and hope it all radiates onto Harmony ... this brick is wonderful Jomo!
  Lots of love, Inspire xx

• 23/08/2008 @ 19:54 Mebenji said

  

  The real mystery is the picture itself! Person being in the right place, time, and then it getting to Jomo's view on Jomo's computer I suspect, via the Internet, then there's this place, call it BWW for now, and Jomo's ability to send it on a brick to us!! Thank you Jomo! :) ((Hugs))

  Those pigs were just doing what pigs sometimes do...naturally. Isn't that simply wonderful?

  -Mebenji

• 24/08/2008 @ 07:04 Jomo said

  

  Yay for pigs, I say!

  Hiya, Mybenj! How you doin', pal?

• 24/08/2008 @ 07:23 harmony said

  

  Hi Jomo
  Love recieved with many thanks. I'm irradiated to the core, Inpsire, and glowing and sending love to you all - in a deep shade of pink with some violet traily bits, I believe

  xxx Harmony

• 24/08/2008 @ 07:48 UMxx said

  

  I think you are right about love Jomo - but I am not really sure that these piggies are related. I think they may be part of the Pig white wall :) UM xxxxx

• 24/08/2008 @ 10:53 Jomo said

  

  GROAN! How could you, Maid? The worst sort of pun, that jumps out at you unexpectedly - The Pig White Wall. Double groan!

  These piggies may not be related. They may be related. They may not actually be having a sort of piggy snuggle. But I like to believe that they are, so there.

  Love is the most powerful emotion - it wracks us and ruins us and holds us tight and keeps us right - I know this, because I love people - have always done so.

  I love my kids - so much it is impossible to count or quantify or anything.

  
  So I understand my complete and agonising loss as a child that was never loved at all - and how that twisted me into shards, and that; and pain inflicted, twisted my body out of true, so that now I am a kaleidoscope of souls with a bad limp and pain everywhere.

  But I love my kids, and I hang in there for that - my doc is a rock, my friends are bricks, [and some of my friends ARE bricks, here!] and my sister, The Sea, my most precious and beloved person.

  
  Love as much as you can, with truth and integrity, and do as little harm as possible in the world - do unto others as you would be done by, eh.

  Much love to you all
  

• 25/08/2008 @ 22:11 UMxx said

  

  Oh was it that bad ? I didn't think it was that bad

  But I agree with you about love - and about the absence of love and where there is no love how it is traded for contempt and absence. I will never understand and all I would want for my self is just an insight into why anyone - whatever their reason would treat any other person - especially a child so poorly. But I can't bring myself to love those that have committed crimes on us. There is no love there for that - and perhaps if given the chance I would choose to harm them. Which is why we have a justice system that ensure that we couldn't do this. UM xx

• 26/08/2008 @ 00:22 Jomo said

  

  Absolutely. I wish that I felt more confidence in our justice system - I don't think it is a justice system, it is a legal system, and has very little to do with justice, sometimes.

  I don't feel that I have to forgive those who destroyed me, let alone love them. As a child in very isolated circumstances that was extremely difficult, as children bond to their 'caregivers' no matter how they are treated - sadly.

  Love is all there is - didn't the Beatles write that?

• 26/08/2008 @ 03:36 Mebenji said

  

  Wise and wonderful Jomo - you say so much so well. "Legal" system is so much more accurate; I completely agree.

  I've barely dealt with love, love for people who harmed me; I think I killed those feelings off pretty early on, and they rarely resurrect themselves. Last night, late last night I was watching a movie many here I gather, would have avoided simply because of the strong cruel violence portrayed. Yet it also showed the reverse side of the coin, a love the main character thought was gone, found again, memories of a mother lost (killed) when he was a little boy - the movie's best parts were these scenes, I thought, when the man remembered his mother...made me cry, made me miss her, my mother - even though I don't remember her. Made me want to have some similar experience of remembering, because of a photo, music, anything...makes me think I could still love her even though she agreed and kept to the agreement not to have any further contact with us since leaving us...even though I don't understand HOW she could have even considered it...(what did she get out of such an agreement that made it worth agreeing to?) I have so many questions I never try to think about. Had me thinking all these things.

  (Sorry - don't recall the title, will have to research that, huh? It was a complex movie - sometimes I wanted to deny it's plausibility, especially the meanest, nastiest character...but no, I fear even he could be out there in the real world somewhere...)

  I doubt I could ever love people who seem to in my view, go all out to harm children. I have seen that bond/love children can have for 'caregivers' (in the sense Jomo uses the term - sarcastically) no matter how badly the children have been treated...sadly, yes...I think because if someone does come in and attempts to intervene and possibly get the child real Caregivers to love him/her, only makes the change for the child more fraught...if you haven't bonded/loved someone you must be separated from...gotta be 'easier' (not ever easy at all, I know.)

  (((Hugs))) all round,

  -Mebenji

• 27/08/2008 @ 07:02 inspire said

  

  Just wanted to interject to give each one of you a very big warm and loving hug ...
  Lots of love, Inspire xxx