A mind needs books ...

[[UW]EyeOfKitty]

... like a sword needs a whetstone.

So enjoy today's "Read a Book"-Day!??

Just finished the 3rd volume of John Strelecky's "The Why Caf??" book series (strangely doesn't appear on the english webpage until now, but volume 1 & 2 do, ofc).
Insightful, catchy and just hit me at the right time once more.??Worth every page, would buy every following volume.

Which wonderlands compressed between the covers of a book??do you recommend?

[valentino]

Here is a very short pdf, it's very instructive and interesting..definitely wonderland haha?? ??

If u want more I have expanded books or pdfs, expanded like more than 3000 pages?? ????

http://www.mediafire.com/file/meu5u75nch...y.pdf/file

[[UW]EyeOfKitty]

OMG, I wasn't thinking of specialist literature at all, haha (got PLENTY of it myself though with other topics as you know), but thanks for sharing

Read a bit of Stephen Hawking's opus, that was overstraining enough

[Mayhem]

(09-06-2019, 05:00 AM)[UW]EyeOfKitty Wrote: ... like a sword needs a whetstone.

So enjoy today's "Read a Book"-Day!??

Just finished the 3rd volume of John Strelecky's "The Why Caf??" book series (strangely doesn't appear on the english webpage until now, but volume 1 & 2 do, ofc).
Insightful, catchy and just hit me at the right time once more.??Worth every page, would buy every following volume.

Which wonderlands compressed between the covers of a book??do you recommend?

Unintended Consequences by John Ross

[INGA]

I read specialyst literature about engines and mechanisms , but....fiev of my favorie boocks are:
Harry Harison "make room, make room"
of corse "Clockwork orange"
Frans Gunnar Bengtsson "Red Orm" mmmmm my childhood
last time try read traveling literature about guy Roman Koperski and his trawels by car from Zurich to NY in stright line by Russia ,Syberia,Alaska Canada....


Reading try proove my self I can hold with my self alone...after death my Mother first time I cant be with my self and enjoy.......

[Too Old To Run]

(01-27-2020, 03:18 PM)INGA Wrote: I read specialyst literature about engines and mechanisms , but....fiev of my favorie boocks are:
Harry Harison "make room, make room"
of corse "Clockwork orange"
Frans Gunnar Bengtsson "Red Orm" mmmmm my childhood
last time try read traveling literature about guy Roman Koperski and his trawels by car from Zurich to NY in stright line by Russia ,Syberia,Alaska Canada....


Reading try proove my self I can hold with my self alone...after death my Mother first time I cant be with my self and enjoy.......

   Didn't your mother love being with you?  I would think that she was a pretty wise woman.  Do you doubt her good judgment in people?   Why then can't you find the person in yourself that she loved being with so much? 
   Maybe the good Lord is giving you some time to discover what your mother knew about you all along.  Our Moms see so much in us that we seem to be blind to.  Sometimes we need to see ourselves through their eyes to get a proper perspective of the relationship we share with each other, and an appreciation for what we mean to them.  Moms are also rather bias towards us, once in a while. ( lol ) 
   It seems that your mom was a pretty good influence on you and in your life.  You should take all the time you need to grieve your loss, but do Not loose yourself in that grief.  Our moms put a lot of effort into us to get us to be responsible adults.  They would not want us to loose all that over their passing when that is just a fact of life here on this Earth, and nobody has ever gotten out of this life alive.  Even GODs only son had to die to get back home to Heaven.  Should we be any different?
   Enjoy every day, every minute, that you are here.  Remember your mom with laughter and happiness for all the great times you had together, and for the great person you are becoming.  You Can do this.  She made you strong so you Could continue on, but she will Always be with you, she is a part of you.  She will be there when you smell her favorite scent in the air or hear her favorite bird or song.  Remember her favorite food?  Remember her favorite place?  She's still with you when you're there.
   When you fall asleep, you might even feel her good night kiss in the breeze that passes over your forehead.  Just don't mourn her too long, that's selfish.  She is where you and I are hoping to get to when our time comes.  That's good, isn't it?  Be happy for her.  Get on with the life she prepared you for so well.  Keep her in your heart and you'll never be alone.  She's right there, next to your and my Lord, watching you grow up and live the life she brought you into.

    Keep the faith Sister Inga, It's really all we truly have.
   2OldToRun

[[UW]EyeOfKitty]

Thanks for the input into another direction, dear Mayhem!  Your book recommendation seems to be quite the right one for a egoshooter gamer, haha.

And thank you for your contribution ofc, sistaaa  Looks like your book preferences are the same like your music ones: dark and gloomy, hihi. Sometimes this is a good choice for me, too, but I will also probably forever keep a kitschy and blissful attitude - especially due to the devastating abysses I've overcome within a comparable small amount of time that others never experience throughout their whole lifetimes. Therefore our shelves are filled with helpful literature to heal almost every possible wound. The "bestseller" for your current situation would definitely be "Motherless Daughters. The Legacy of Loss" by Hope Edelman (I've already quoted her towards you, her words of wisdom are balm for the soul). The anxiety you're feeling when being alone now is completely normal and the amazing Megan Devine has chapters in her book "It's OK that you're not OK" that may soothe you referring to this. As I already said today's society has lost the ability to fully cope with loss and she's one of the people changing this. It's not about cheering up a grieving person, about telling them what to be still grateful for, about showing them a meaning in death aso. Most important and hardest part is to simply BE there, acknowledging and enduring each other's pain.

Maybe the poet Mascha Kaleko said it best with her touching poem "Memento":


By the way: at the moment I'm reading "Where the crawdads sing" by Delia Owens. Withint nature description and a trial court dispute it's dealing with the children we've once been, the dreams and hopes our little hearts captured and all the influences and effects it causes. As clever as tender.

Hugging Kitten-Greetz