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Gems I Found Amongst the Trash

April 23, 2013

Often while navigating “the labyrinthine information maze that is the Internet” as I saw it put recently, I stumble upon a gem.  Such are these.  I shared them with a couple of friends, but I think they deserve wider dissemination.

I never was much of a fan of the late George Carlin’s humour, but I really like this piece he wrote.

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less.

We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.

Remember, to say, ‘I love you’ to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

And always remember, life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by those moments that take our breath away.

George Carlin

I stumbled upon this poem entirely by accident, and am glad I took the time to read it.   Perhaps the writer’s words will touch you as well.


There is nothing more sacred

Than silence.

It is here that time is lost

And I’m connected to my heart

Once more.

Feeling the energy of life

Pulsating through my body

Without the struggle

To be who I am.

I am everything I need to be

In this place.

There is no judgment against me

No doubts or worry or fear

Only the love for who I am

In God’s world.

I tiptoe in quietly

As if He wouldn’t notice

He is always there

Waiting for me

“You need do nothing”

He reminds me

And I wonder why

I don’t come here more often.

The silence of pure love

Is waiting there for me.

I travel to its depths

And drink from its pure water

For I thirst so much

From traveling so long

Through this parched desert of life.

I’m lonely for His touch

Until I’m reminded once again

That He is here

In the silence of my heart.

—Jeanne Dorothea

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Margaret Vallance permalink
    April 24, 2013 9:43 am

    So readily identified with yet so challenging to carry ou

  2. April 25, 2016 9:18 pm

    Awesome !

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