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You and your beautiful analogies! 🙂
Outstanding! My father always advises me to ignore those people who cannot help my my ideas. On the top of the mountain, you will see more summits … more ideas that are rare! Jon, I love you!
Excellent analogies! Arson :: Anonymous is one of the best analogies I have seen! How true!
One more thing … that reminds me of one of my favorite proverbs … the chinese one …
There are many ways to the top of the mountain, but the view is always same. ( I am not sure what the exact statement is, but the concept is the same).
i agree with you totally. well said.
I think your analogy of arson is an excellent one!
🙂 Let’s go to the top of the mountain! So glad I met you @ CAD’s 100-year weekend!
Umm… hope I’m not ruining the party here…
…but damn, that was awesome!
Do you still that idea from your kids’ drawings? 😉
I like your way of thinking!
Keep ’em coming…. ’cause I’m still climbing. phew.
I meant:
Did you get that idea from your kids’ drawings…
See what happens to the oxygen in my brain when I’m climbing forever….especially into thin air…
*air through brain… whoosssh*
Exquisite! Love it! Keep it up Jon!
I agree with you 100%. Same as in sports we must work together as a team not individual criticize or push other down.
Wow… So very powerful! Point came across so well! 🙂 Thank you!
There could be no better analogy than this!! Well put!! :::two thumbs up!!:::
Hi IamMine,
I learn that from my dad and he is great philosophy relate to almost everything! Also, He always do analogy with me because He kept explains in many ways until I understand.
To get to the top, you have to climb out of the hole first. Audism is a thriving gluttonous slovenly monstrous DEAF OPPRESSION kept alive, viciously protected and defended by Audists for centuries and beyond and back to now. Wow! It is the only state of totalitarianism for DEAF people that survived all these centuries, totally unintervened. The hole down there are less traveled and all levels are covered in cobwebs…totally isolated and forbidden. I already have a nickname for this hole…which I see as the boundary line between the HEARING AUDISM REGIME and DEAF world…I call this boundary line, The Twilight Zone. It’s vast and a lot of unexplored ground to cover. Raw. Unenforced. Enter at your risk. I live there. I’m loyal to my HEARING parents. I grew up in the HEARING world then in 1994, my HEARING (older) half brother “buried” me with my mother in 1994. I’ve been climbing out. Reason it takes so long (12 years and still haven’t seen the light at the end of this tunnel so far) is because my brother’s friends are lawyers, judges and bankers. They are his guardians hired by my brother to keep me from escaping.
This is not a science fiction. This is my lifestory in Columbus, Georgia. W.