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It was December 25, 1914, only 5 months into World War I, German, British, and French soldiers, already sick and tired of the senseless killing, disobeyed their superiors and fraternized with “the enemy” along two-thirds of the Western Front (a crime punishable by death in times of war). German troops held Christmas trees up out of the trenches with signs, “Merry Christmas.”

“You no shoot, we no shoot.” Thousands of troops streamed across a no-man’s land strewn with rotting corpses. They sang Christmas carols, exchanged photographs of loved ones back home, shared rations, played football, even roasted some pigs. Soldiers embraced men they had been trying to kill a few short hours before. They agreed to warn each other if the top brass forced them to fire their weapons, and to aim high.

the Christmas truce

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from my family to yours, have a very merry Christmas.. regardless of race, religion or culture. This is the time of year when the heart grows and the mind opens. Peace on Earth and good will toward Man kind. (~_~)

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merry Christmas to all

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Well, the new general where I work gave a speech and told this little tale about the “outhouse” ( after he presented me with the “Employee of the Month Award (~_~)… Art~

Now man kind has been pooping outside, behind the bushes, for many years. Even when it was raining they pooped in the rain and when it snowed, they pooped in the snow… now man probably built the first out house but you can bet it was a woman that made him do it. Buford had some old wood laying around from the old barn, so he built an out house to please his wife. But the concept caught on till nearly every one had an out house. Then one day a man was designing his family home when the woman suggested that the out house be attached to the home so they didn’t have to walk into the rain or snow. Man has made some outstanding things through out the years but you can bet it was an woman’s idea.

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There was once a country boy who hated using the outhouse because it was hot in the summer and freezing in the winter…plus it stank all the time. The outhouse was situated on the bank of a creek and the boy determined that one day he would push that outhouse into the creek.


So one day after a spring rain the creek was swollen so the little boy decided today was the day to push the outhouse into the creek. He got a large stick and started pushing. Finally, the outhouse toppled into the creek and floated away.

 That night his dad told him they were going to the woodshed after supper. Knowing this meant a spanking, the little boy asked why. The dad replied, “Someone pushed the outhouse into the creek today. It was you, wasn’t it, son?”

 The boy answered yes. Then he thought a moment and said, “Dad, I read in school today that George Washington chopped down a cherry tree and didn’t get into trouble because he told the truth.”

 The dad replied, “Well, son, George Washington’s father wasn’t in that cherry tree.”

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outhouse humor

OutHouses"Jokes

hoping your day is, not crappy

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Once there was a goat who was walking to town to eat with his friend the llama. As the goat was walking, he came upon a man who was looking like he was either about to scream or cry. The goat asked the man, “what’s wrong?”

The man replied that his wife had just left him.

The goat said, “well, that’s nice, gotta go,”

but the man said, “wait! I sense that you are an enlightened master who has come to teach me the way to enlightenment in my time of need. Please teach me all that you have to know.” The goat reluctantly agreed, and took the man on as a student. The man followed the goat for many days, and tried to talk about spiritual things. Every time he did, the goat would bite him on the arm or leg, whatever was closest. The man realized the wisdom in this, and began to enjoy the journey itself. However, one day, he was feeling unsatisfied with the situation, and pleaded with the goat to teach him something about the nature of the Universe.

The goat reluctantly agreed, and after finding a good place for meditative thought next to a lake, began to instruct the man: “Tell me, man, can these trees continue to grow if the sun stops shining?” “No, Master, it cannot. Without the sun, the trees will die.” “And what of the rivers? Can they continue to flow without the rain?” “No, Master, they cannot. Without the rain, the rivers will dry.” “And what of the teachings that lead to enlightenment? Can enlightenment occur without someone to teach the teachings of enlightenment?”

“No, Master, I do not believe that they can. Without a Master, all of the teachings will disappear, and no one will be able to be enlightened.”

“Wrong!” the goat said sharply. “In the case of the sunshine and trees, and in the case of the water and the river, there was always a cause and an effect. For each effect within the world, you can be sure there is a cause, and for each cause, there must, by definition, be an effect. But the teachings of enlightenment do not exist, and therefore have no cause or effect. Why not? Can you tell me why not?”

The man looked confused, and said, “Master, I don’t understand. Why do you say that the teachings of enlightenment do not exist?”

The goat breathed deeply, and said, “Okay, let me try my question in another way. You say I am an enlightened Master. How did I get to be an enlightened Master? Take your time and answer me correctly.” The man closed his eyes and thought deeply. Many different answers came through his head, but none of them felt correct. He waited until he thought of an answer that seemed so obvious, he wondered why he had not thought of it. “Through your past lifetimes, Master. You have been practicing for many lifetimes and you were able to overcome all hardships and reach enlightenment.”

“Wrong!” the goat said again. “Please, think about the answer and try again.” The man sighed, and again closed his eyes and thought deeply.

Again many answers came into his mind, and in fact many of the same answers came again and again. He began to doubt for a moment whether or not his first answer was correct, but he quickly removed all doubt from his mind with an effort of will. He then thought, in order for me to come up with the correct answer, I should stop thinking about anything at all. Then, all of a sudden, an answer came into his head. “Through the power of the Universe. You came to be a Master because of the power of the Universe, which somehow knew that I would need you. Everything works out! Everything has a plan! I understand now, Master!”

“Wrong again!” the goat said in the same tone as before. “This is the last time. Please, think about the answer and try again.”

The man began to breathe heavily. He was discouraged and couldn’t understand what the answer was supposed to be. He closed his eyes and tried to think deeply again. Something was bothering him, now. He thought that he had found some sort of new understanding, but now his doubt was now back, stronger than before. He tried and tried, but he couldn’t ignore it or push it away as before. Then, all of a sudden, it hit him. “Goats can’t talk!”

The goat got up from where he was sitting and bit the man on the arm, and walked away. The man was enlightened.

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2015 …the year of the goat

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It’s easy to regard time as a commodity—we even speak of “saving” or “spending” it. We often regard it as an enemy, when we feel it slipping away before we’re ready for time to be up. The Zen view of time is radically different than that: time is not something separate from our life; rather, our life is time. Understand this, says Dainin Katagiri Roshi, and you can live fully and freely right where you are in each moment. 

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The word “zen” is a Japanese way of pronouncing “chan”, which is the Chinese way of pronouncing the Indian Sanskrit “dhyana” or “sunya”, meaning emptiness or void. This is the basis of zen itself – that all life and existence is based on a kind of dynamic emptiness (a view now supported by modern science, which sees phenomena at a sub-atomic level popping in and out of existence in a quantum froth).

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I have been grappling with the idea that time is like a river, flowing toward the end. For each of us it is a different trip all heading to the final destination. Life is not about the destination but about the journey.  Art~ (~_~)

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One day Emperor Akbar and Birbal were taking a walk in the palace gardens. It was a nice summer morning and there were plenty of crows happily playing around the pond. While watching the crows, a question came into Akbar’s head. He wondered how many crows were there in his kingdom.

 

Since Birbal was accompanying him, he asked Birbal this question. After a moment’s thought, Birbal replied, “There are ninety-five thousand four hundred and sixty-three crows in the Kingdom”.

 

Amazed by his quick response, Akbar tried to test him again, “What if there are more crows than you answered?” Without hesitating Birbal replied, “If there are more crows than my answer, then some crows are visiting from other neighboring kingdoms”. “And what if there are less crows”, Akbar asked. “Then some crows from our kingdom have gone on holidays to other places”.

 

Moral: There is always a way if you think with ease.

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Chinese Parable of the Lost Axe by Lie Zi

 

A man who lost his axe suspected his neighbor’s son of stealing it. To him, as he observed the boy, the way the lad walked, the expression on his face, the manner of his speech – in fact everything about his appearance and behavior betrayed that he had stolen the axe.

 

Not long afterwards the man found his axe while digging in his cellar. When he saw his neighbor’s son again, nothing about the boy’s behavior nor appearance seemed to suggest that he had stolen the axe.

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Little Sunshine and I went to eat at the Chinese buffet today, then went bowling (that was something she wanted to do) but when we finished eating and they brought out the fortune cookies, mine was absent any fortune. No little paper with wit and wisdom, nor the lucky numbers on the back that are not very lucky any way. So, I have never gotten a fortune cookie without a fortune before. What could this mean? That I am fortunate enough? (~_~) Art~

Here are some really funny sayings discovered in fortune cookies:

  • A closed mouth gathers no feet. 
  • A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.
  • A cynic is only a frustrated optimist.
  • A fanatic is one who can’t change his mind, and won’t change the subject.
  • An alien of some sort will be appearing to you shortly.
  • Do not mistake temptation for opportunity.
  • Flattery will go far tonight.
  • He who laughs at himself never runs out of things to laugh at.
  • He who laughs last is laughing at you.
  • He who throws dirt is losing ground. 
  • Some men dream of fortunes, others dream of cookies.
  • The greatest danger could be your stupidity. 
  • The world may be your oyster, but it doesn’t mean you’ll get its pearl. 
  • You will be hungry again in one hour.
  • You can always find happiness at work on Friday.
  • Confucius say: if you think you’re going to sum up your whole life on this little bit of paper, you’re crazy.

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A crow was sitting on a tree, doing nothing all day. A rabbit asked him,”Can I also sit like you and do nothing all day long?” The crow answered: “Sure, why not.” So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the crow, and rested.

A fox jumped on the rabbit and ate it.

Moral of the story: To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very high up.

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A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, “I’ll give each of you just one wish”

“Me first! Me first!” says the administration clerk. “I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.” Poof! She’s gone.

“Me next! Me next!” says the sales rep. “I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.” Poof! He’s gone.

“OK, you’re up,” the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, “I want those two back in the office after lunch.”

Moral of the story: Always let your boss have the first say.

these two stories found here...

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A crow lived in the forest and was absolutely satisfied in life. But one day he saw a swan. “This swan is so white,” he thought, “and I am so black. This swan must be the happiest bird in the world.”

 

He expressed his thoughts to the swan. “Actually,” the swan replied, “I was feeling that I was the happiest bird around until I saw a parrot, which has two colors. I now think the parrot is the happiest bird in creation.” The crow then approached the parrot. The parrot explained, “I lived a very happy life until I saw a peacock. I have only two colors, but the peacock has multiple colors.”

 

The crow then visited a peacock in the zoo and saw that hundreds of people had gathered to see him. After the people had left, the crow approached the peacock. “Dear peacock,” the crow said, “you are so beautiful. Every day thousands of people come to see you. When people see me, they immediately shoo me away. I think you are the happiest bird on the planet.”

 

The peacock replied, “I always thought that I was the most beautiful and happy bird on the planet. But because of my beauty, I am entrapped in this zoo. I have examined the zoo very carefully, and I have realized that the crow is the only bird not kept in a cage. So for past few days I have been thinking that if I were a crow, I could happily roam everywhere.”

the crow

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We have a new General, at the Unit and I like the way he uses stories to get his point across. For example, when I first met him, he told me about when he was a young lad, his father had gotten on to him when he had built a ramp for his bike. (I remember building ramps and jumping them with my bike) He said his father wasn’t upset because he had taken the best wood in the pile. No, he was upset because he hadn’t taken the time to build a good ramp. Instead, in his haste, he had just thrown something together so he could get to the jumping. (If your going to do something, do it with thought, quality and pride)

Later, I had heard him talking to another about goals. He said that his number one goal was to get home every day to his wife and kids. (working as a prison guard, this is a daily thought) So if you were to pull into a gas station and your in a hurry and accidentally cut off another who was trying to pull at the pump you had just whipped in front of, and this individual gets out yelling and screaming in a threatening manner. (Do you get out and confront this threat, showing this individual you are man enough to stand up to them?) This would take you from your number one goal. To get home to your family safely, your number one goal. Do you have something to prove to this person? Or to yourself? Or do you prove to your family that you can go through this tough world and make it home safely everyday.

When he spoke to the officers, (when he first came to lead this unit) He spoke of his position as if he were a banker. When a person comes to work everyday and gives 100% for months on end, then that individual comes in late one day, he will ask if everything is okay, are you alright, because this person as invested so much with the company and is a valued banker. But if a person comes in late every day and calls in sick alot, then they are not making much interest.

I believe in the saying that the Indians are only as good as the chief. I think are chief is a great leader and as we all know, I love short, inspirational stories with a moral. (~_~)

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Forgiveness: by Tao

 
One day, the sage gave the disciple an empty sack and a basket of potatoes. “Think of all the people who have done or said something against you in the recent past, especially those you cannot forgive.For each of them, inscribe the name on a potato and put it in the sack.”

The disciple came up quite a few names, and soon his sack was heavy with potatoes.

“Carry the sack with you wherever you go for a week,” said the sage. “We’ll talk after that.”

At first, the disciple thought nothing of it. Carrying the sack was not particularly difficult. But after a while, it became more of a burden. It sometimes got in the way, and it seemed to require more effort to carry as time went on, even though its weight remained the same.

After a few days, the sack began to smell. The carved potatoes gave off a ripe odor. Not only were they increasingly inconvenient to carry around, they were also becoming rather unpleasant.

Finally, the week was over. The sage summoned the disciple. “Any thoughts about all this?”

“Yes, Master,” the disciple replied. “When we are unable to forgive others, we carry negative feelings with us everywhere, much like these potatoes. That negativity becomes a burden to us and, after a while, it festers.”

“Yes, that is exactly what happens when one holds a grudge. So, how can we lighten the load?”

“We must strive to forgive.”

“Forgiving someone is the equivalent of removing the corresponding potato from the sack. How many of your transgressors are you able to forgive?”

“I’ve thought about it quite a bit, Master,” the disciple said. “It required much effort, but I have decided to forgive all of them.”

“Very well, we can remove all the potatoes. Were there any more people who transgressed against you this last week?”

The disciple thought for a while and admitted there were. Then he felt panic when he realized his empty sack was about to get filled up again.

“Master,” he asked, “if we continue like this, wouldn’t there always be potatoes in the sack week after week?”

“Yes, as long as people speak or act against you in some way, you will always have potatoes.”

“But Master, we can never control what others do. So what good is the Tao in this case?”

“We’re not at the realm of the Tao yet. Everything we have talked about so far is the conventional approach to forgiveness. It is the same thing that many philosophies and most religions preach – we must constantly strive to forgive, for it is an important virtue. This is not the Tao because there is no striving in the Tao.”

“Then what is the Tao, Master?”

“You can figure it out. If the potatoes are negative feelings, then what is the sack?”

“The sack is… That which allows me to hold on to the negativity. It is something within us that makes us dwell on feeling offended…. Ah, it is my inflated sense of self-importance. “

“And what will happen if you let go of it?”

“Then… The things that people do or say against me no longer seem like such a major issue.”

“In that case, you won’t have any names to inscribe on potatoes. That means no more weight to carry around, and no more bad smells.

The Tao of forgiveness is the conscious decision to not just to remove some potatoes… But to relinquish the entire sack.”

 

Art~

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