Pattern Recognition
by Dhamaka
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"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results"........ Albert Einstein
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........ Ben Moor
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"Every time I see an adult on a bicycle I no longer despair for the future of the human race"
........ H G Wells
"All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better"
........ Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Luck favours the prepared mind"
........ Louis Pasteur
"Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction, and somewhere in the terra incognita in between lies a life of discovery."
........ Rebecca Solnit
"Give, give, give -- what is the point of having experience, knowledge or talent if I don't give it away? Of having stories if I don't tell them to others? Of having wealth if I don't share it? I don't intend to be cremated with any of it! It is in giving that I connect with others, with the world and with the divine."
........ Isabel Allende
"Don't ask yourself what the world needs - ask yourself what makes you come alive, and then go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."
........ Harold Thurman Whitman
"The real voyage of discovery consists not of seeing new landscapes, but in having new eyes...."
........ Marcel Proust
"It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them.. you have no such accurate remembrance of a country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle...."
........ Ernest Hemingway
"Ambition leads me not only father than any other man has been before me, but as far as I think it is possible for man to go."
........ James Cook
"The grand show is enternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapour is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls."
........ John Muir
"The bicycle is the most civilised conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in heart."
........ Iris Murdoch
"Photography for me is not looking, it's feeling. If you can't feel what you're looking at, then you're never going to get others to feel anything when they look at your picture...."
........ Don McCullin
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Stop all the clocks
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Goodbye Dad
He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much;
Who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children;
Who has filled his niche and accomplished his task;
Who has left the world better than he found it;
Who has looked for the best in others and given the best he had;
Whose life was an inspiration
Whose memory is a benediction
MandyP says:
Oh Carole; I'm sorry. That poem is beautiful. I bet your father was as well.
Strange little girl says:
So sorry for your loss Carole you and your family will be in our thoughts. Beautiful words.
And if I may........ some other words:
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle Autmn' rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush.
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there;
I did not die.
Much Love x
Puddikat says:
Oh Carole, I'm so sorry, I can't believe it happened so suddenly.
MaggieD says:
So sorry to hear this,
Love the photo it captures such a lot, especially love the last words of your tribute,
you are truely your father's daughter, and his spirit lives on in you ....
My thoughts are with you and your family,
love and hugs,
Maggie
Dhamaka says:
Thank you everyone
The first is WH Auden and the second RL Stevenson. Dad's love and knowledge of poetry (and all the great written works) was a constant throughout his life
midlife says:
((((((((H)))))))) Comfort and peace to you and your family in the fond memories of your Dad. I see you in him and he in you.
Rez says:
Dhamaka. Nothing I can say that hasn't been said & neither will it make anything feel better.
My sincere condolences.
I love the words you left.
Here are a few more. Not mine, but sent to me at my recent time of loss.
Those we love remain with us
For love itself lives on,
And cherished memories never fade
Because a loved one's gone.
Those we love can never be
More than a thought apart,
For as long as there is memory,
They'll live on in the heart.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
Love leaves a memory no one can steal.
Euphro says:
C, I've just learned of this. Please let me add my condolences to the many that have gone before - very sad news.
rhys says:
very belated condolences also. Hope you're keeping well. All the very best.
Dhamaka says:
thank you Rhys
doesn't feel like more than a month since it happens, but we're all fine
Dhamaka says:
Thanks Wendle and it's great to see you here. I'm in Australia at the moment, just back from the bush and it's the first time I'll not be able to go home and tell Dad about it :(