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Skeptical Baby by spike83
by spike83

I loved it and as for originality.....what would you have the baby do...wear a baseball cap so people would think it was original???? T...

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   Princess was thin and sleek and beautiful by any standard. Some days she was playful and flirtatious, and other days, she would pay no attention to you at all; as if your very presence was a bother to her. When you looked into the pools of her liquid green eyes, you would fall deeply in love with her, without ever having a choice I think. You could probably try, but it was impossible to resist the gravitational pull of her independent charms. Her arrogance and pertness befitted the name Princess, as if she were born for the job. Princess didn’t look like much of a cat at first; a ball of white and brown fur was all. She always cried for attention, then would run and hide as soon as she got it from you. I think back on it, and it was almost like a game she had made up of her own, to pass the time and have fun at  your expense.  An odd and sometimes troubled kitten, that grew rapidly into a loyal friend that brought countless days of love and friendship into my life.

It all started one day with weight loss and tiredness. Who knows how long this went on before I noticed it was not simply a passing meaningless sign. We got into the car, and took a trip to Doctor Muirs , our long time vet with the heart and skill of an angel. She ran the normal tests and then delivered the news to me quickly. Princess had leukemia and would not last long she said. Perhaps six weeks, maybe eight, before the pain would get too bad to endure. Her words rang in my ears like a shot from a gun, and left my whole body numb to everything around me. Doctor Muir asked me three times I guess, to leave her there and it would be over in a few moments of time, with no pain at all. So kind and safe for me of course; but leave her alone?

No…the answer was so clear to me, as never before. I saw the images in my head of the countless times I was tired or sick and in bed for the day, and there at my side was Princess. She was always there, lifting my spirits and like a powerful medicine healing my soul with her care and attention and simply being by my side all the time I felt alone. Her constant vigilance let me fall fast asleep in the midst of hard times. No...It may well be easy for me...... but to leave her alone and afraid at the time she needed the most care and love, I could never allow that to happen.
The chemo-therapy was costly and hard on us both, and yielded a full year we would never have had. We enjoyed the good days and cried through the bad with no shame. I think back on how happy we were as a week or a month of the good gave us back the days of our youth. We played once again on the floor with the pink rubber ball she loved so much, until it too held no joy for her again.

Finally, that uneasy sense of what was to happen comes over you. No one needs to tell you, or give you a lesson. It’s just something that you know, and it chocks you; like being covered with a thick woven blanket, that’s impossible to ignore. It takes your breath away as if being struck in the stomach by surprise
. I picked her up in my arms, and softly hugged her so close; and carried her into the bedroom that had been her domain for so many years. I gently laid her down on the spot of the bed that belonged to her for so long, and made her feel  cared for. As I lay next to her for a while, I brought my face close in front of her now, and softly touched my nose into hers, and looked into her beautiful green eyes with my own. I wanted her to know she was not alone in this life, and that the last thing she would see, was someone that adored her so much. Someone that was grateful for all she had done for me in life. It was then that I whispered,” I could never let you take this journey alone my love.” " You will be with me forever my dear friend.” With that; she whimpered a silent good-bye, and the flood of tears poured from my eyes until there was nothing left inside me but emptiness and pain in my heart. I was sick with sorrow, and the helplessness I felt to be able to do nothing, pressed in on me with a crushing force.  

 It wasn't long afterword, before a lesson about life was made clear to me. I looked into her eyes once more and did not recognize who it was. Her body did not look even familiar to me; as if it were another cat that had been switched when my eyes had been closed. Then with my spirits coming back, and a sense of peace and joy filling my soul; a kind of veil was lifted for me to see clearly; that we are not what we walk around “IN” all day long. We are not bodies with a soul that we service once a week on Sunday in church. But rather what we are; are spirits, that take on this body to commune with each other. It was when Princess passed on to the other side; that what made her all that she was had disappeared and left behind this broken frame we live in. The REAL her, was not dead, but alive and well in a land far away; perhaps running and jumping and playing with a pink rubber ball once more. Our spirits live on, of this I am now certain. I shall remember this lesson and this gift you gave me forever my friend, and am thankful for the time we had. I miss you each day you are gone.
 By Dennis L. August 6th 2007

Saving Mr. Banks?

I used to think as a child when I was a child, but now that I'm an adult and have seen, felt and experienced so many things I do think differently about all those issues.

I could never understand why a person would take their own life and thought they just must be crazy to some degree. I was wrong of course, and clearly see that now. I understand why someone would reach for or do an outrageous act when seemingly no other options have worked for them in a world that cares nothing about others for the most part.

When you're a loving, kind, sensitive person, out to hurt no one, in a cruel, cold world looking to devour people like that, and take everything they can from them in the process, it just wears you out trying to live a good kind life.

When you've tried every single type of treatment to fix or cure an illness and it goes on for years with no success as our medical field just charges you for one treatment after another until your bankrupt and they've all  become filthy rich while you still suffer every moment of the day, can take a toll on any of us. We CURE nothing in medicine these days, but simply experiment by trial and error methods of drugs to help control some of the misery while the pills just add additional symptoms for us to deal with and financial ruin knocking at our door.

Even the things that appear of far less importance ring loud and clear for me, like the lack of love for example today. To just find one good friend that will actually stay with you or someone that falls in love with us is a gift almost un-felt by newer generations. I'm not sure if it's better to be alive and unloved or in heaven being loved by all and for all time. The latter has some merit I think at times, but still I can never use that option as I can still help a few more people and some more animals yet before I go.

The suffering of animals all over the world while we people just go hunt them down and torture them or shoving old folks in homes for the aged just to get them out of our hair while we stab them in the back with the sword of rejection because we just won't let anything interfere with our highest rated prize and that's our precious schedules, or TV programs or our plans to be entertained in life.

Our corporations led by our corrupt filthy government that makes us all feel worthless as they pay us minimum wages and withhold benefits so we can't send our kids to school or go on vacation or keep the lights on adds to our misery and feelings of emptiness. While all the while our leaders rake in BILLIONS of dollars and live like kings and queens and in ways we can't even dream about. The top 400 rich people in the U.S. now have more wealth than the next 275 MILLION AMERICANS!!! This is a shameful nation as never before seen.

I'm a decorated soldier and can't get decent medical treatment and once more...no one cares,  and LEAST of all our uncaring corrupt government that lets it continue on like this and THEY caused this problem to begin with. Oh yeah I forgot...every 5 or 10 years they act outraged on television for two weeks and are "shocked" at what we endure at the hospital facilities and yet NOTHING changes but the date, and the suffering.

And as to what this has to do with Mr. Banks in that wonderful movie Tom Hanks starred in? Well....maybe being a dreamer all your life is the best thing one could be. Perhaps looking at life too closely and realistically will not only burn our eyes, but sear the happiness from our very souls and leave us feeling alone...unfulfilled and with no hope in a world that could care less if we live or die and in fact...better we die so they can grab the possessions we left behind is more the truth. They actually bitterly FIGHT for our things and care little for the one that passed away.

That movie moves me to tears each time I see it, as it points out how almost all of us fight terrible pain and suffering inside in spite of how normal we seem to act everyday and believe me it is an act. But that act and hope is sometimes all we have left in a world that hurts just being alive in it, where once it was never like that just a few years ago. Some pain actually helps and strengthens us, but when there's nothing left BUT the suffering like it is today, and fighting for money is all we seem to do in life, then I for one am ready to depart this world of pain and misery and hope beyond all hope that the God story and the Bible are not myths, but real true facts and one day......I will be happy once more. As I've said several times before in life....."One day...I shall be free", is all I have to hang onto at times. It keeps me alive at times. If not for God and faith I would surely not be here today.

This isn't my world anymore, and hardly a bit of it is recognizable today compared to my younger days, and frankly I've had about all I can take without love or support of any kind. All I seem to have is hope and trust in the God that created me and I'm saved, and maybe....that's enough is my heartfelt desire even if not in this world, then the next is all I can hope for.

And to any and all of you that are thinking of giving up........NEVER .........EVER let these clowns win, and know that good days will follow the bad as well, and one day you'll laugh and feel the sun on your cheeks or the tears from a child being born or a great movie being watched like "Saving Mr. Banks" or something else beautiful happening as it always does in this world. Never let them have enough power over you to ruin a good person like yourself.
I've never knew life could get so bad....so up-side down in such a short time and how the youth of this world will survive even more of this is beyond me. Oh yeah, I forgot...they'll just go on face-book with their 400 "friends" and get help from all of those idiots I guess in times of trouble huh? What a total joke and disappointment this society has become while the rest of the entire world passes us by like were standing still.

Most people say that money is the problem today or the other guys religion or politics or whatever, but truth be told.....it's a God problem this world has today, and the lack of paying any attention to Him are my thoughts is the real problem.

I truly wish love, peace and happiness to those that read this or any of the good people they know.

 

May love come to all of you....dennis :heart:

GOLF....is not a matter of life and death.......

It's FAR more important than that!! :laughing:
I've spent a good bit of time waking up at 2:am and 5:am in the morning to watch the Americans battle the Europeans in the golf outing called the RYDER CUP this week-end that happens every two years.
I'm so thrilled to see this kind of competition today among some of the worlds best players in any professional sport.

I saw men of character again, with no swear words or tattooed covered bodies with non-stop filthy language as each one trash talks about killing the other man. Instead I saw dignity in human beings in spite of losing, and not one person making excuses or shifting blame toward anyone.

The intensity and anxiety was  beyond what normal human beings will ever feel, as each mans effort and outcome will be etched in the record books for his country and the world to see a hundred years from now, and still civility, manners and class were the order of business, and as for me, I'm so proud of every single one of them.
I thought to myself that they're those that WATCH the world go by, and those that act and MAKE it go by, and I regret now not being part of the latter as much as I could have. These guys make things happen, and yet at the same time give all of us a decent role model today in a world of sports that haven't very many left.
Who wins and who loses, has little meaning to me, for they all win in even'ts like this that show men can climb to a higher level than throwing stones at each other or brutalizing each other physically before many of them are sent off to jail or court rooms all over the country, so I for one loved it.

In the end it seems to me, God will have little interest in who won, and cares nothing for the victorious countries involved, but might be proud of the conduct and character of those that played the game this week-end. Somehow my faith in humanity gets raised up a notch or two seeing what human beings can be, rather than what we usual see or read about, and I'm thankful to have been apart of that.
Congratulations Europe....well done!

   Princess was thin and sleek and beautiful by any standard. Some days she was playful and flirtatious, and other days, she would pay no attention to you at all; as if your very presence was a bother to her. When you looked into the pools of her liquid green eyes, you would fall deeply in love with her, without ever having a choice I think. You could probably try, but it was impossible to resist the gravitational pull of her independent charms. Her arrogance and pertness befitted the name Princess, as if she were born for the job. Princess didn’t look like much of a cat at first; a ball of white and brown fur was all. She always cried for attention, then would run and hide as soon as she got it from you. I think back on it, and it was almost like a game she had made up of her own, to pass the time and have fun at  your expense.  An odd and sometimes troubled kitten, that grew rapidly into a loyal friend that brought countless days of love and friendship into my life.

It all started one day with weight loss and tiredness. Who knows how long this went on before I noticed it was not simply a passing meaningless sign. We got into the car, and took a trip to Doctor Muirs , our long time vet with the heart and skill of an angel. She ran the normal tests and then delivered the news to me quickly. Princess had leukemia and would not last long she said. Perhaps six weeks, maybe eight, before the pain would get too bad to endure. Her words rang in my ears like a shot from a gun, and left my whole body numb to everything around me. Doctor Muir asked me three times I guess, to leave her there and it would be over in a few moments of time, with no pain at all. So kind and safe for me of course; but leave her alone?

No…the answer was so clear to me, as never before. I saw the images in my head of the countless times I was tired or sick and in bed for the day, and there at my side was Princess. She was always there, lifting my spirits and like a powerful medicine healing my soul with her care and attention and simply being by my side all the time I felt alone. Her constant vigilance let me fall fast asleep in the midst of hard times. No...It may well be easy for me...... but to leave her alone and afraid at the time she needed the most care and love, I could never allow that to happen.
The chemo-therapy was costly and hard on us both, and yielded a full year we would never have had. We enjoyed the good days and cried through the bad with no shame. I think back on how happy we were as a week or a month of the good gave us back the days of our youth. We played once again on the floor with the pink rubber ball she loved so much, until it too held no joy for her again.

Finally, that uneasy sense of what was to happen comes over you. No one needs to tell you, or give you a lesson. It’s just something that you know, and it chocks you; like being covered with a thick woven blanket, that’s impossible to ignore. It takes your breath away as if being struck in the stomach by surprise
. I picked her up in my arms, and softly hugged her so close; and carried her into the bedroom that had been her domain for so many years. I gently laid her down on the spot of the bed that belonged to her for so long, and made her feel  cared for. As I lay next to her for a while, I brought my face close in front of her now, and softly touched my nose into hers, and looked into her beautiful green eyes with my own. I wanted her to know she was not alone in this life, and that the last thing she would see, was someone that adored her so much. Someone that was grateful for all she had done for me in life. It was then that I whispered,” I could never let you take this journey alone my love.” " You will be with me forever my dear friend.” With that; she whimpered a silent good-bye, and the flood of tears poured from my eyes until there was nothing left inside me but emptiness and pain in my heart. I was sick with sorrow, and the helplessness I felt to be able to do nothing, pressed in on me with a crushing force.  

 It wasn't long afterword, before a lesson about life was made clear to me. I looked into her eyes once more and did not recognize who it was. Her body did not look even familiar to me; as if it were another cat that had been switched when my eyes had been closed. Then with my spirits coming back, and a sense of peace and joy filling my soul; a kind of veil was lifted for me to see clearly; that we are not what we walk around “IN” all day long. We are not bodies with a soul that we service once a week on Sunday in church. But rather what we are; are spirits, that take on this body to commune with each other. It was when Princess passed on to the other side; that what made her all that she was had disappeared and left behind this broken frame we live in. The REAL her, was not dead, but alive and well in a land far away; perhaps running and jumping and playing with a pink rubber ball once more. Our spirits live on, of this I am now certain. I shall remember this lesson and this gift you gave me forever my friend, and am thankful for the time we had. I miss you each day you are gone.
 By Dennis L. August 6th 2007

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Dear God.....
So far today, I've done all right. I haven't gossiped, lost my temper, been greedy or grumpy, selfish, or over indulgent.....I've not punched anyone in the face or screamed at them or called them obscene names........... but........ in a few minutes, I'm going to get out of bed, and from then on, I'm probably going to need a lot more help.

Thank-you...Amen

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MesopotamianBlue Featured By Owner Jul 18, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Happy Birthday, Arteater!! Hope you have a great day and a great year too! :hug:
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arteater1 Featured By Owner Jul 18, 2015
Thank you so much...you're the only person in the world that has said anything about it. I've helped hundreds of people in my life and yet when they get better, no one ever remembers the time others spent helping them.
This age of technology is all about the NEXT big thing, and the next bit of entertainment that never ever, ever ends and real people become less and less important to anyone as the next "epic" idea replaces all of us. I hope you and I never get like that, and people and animals remain whats important to us and the love we all share.
I believe that about love even if 95% of the rest of the world does act like it. Again may God bless and keep you and thanks again so much. You're the only person that cared enough to write or say a word.
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xD It's no problem, Art - you're still very much a part of my life! 
I hope so too! ^^ 
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arteater1 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2015
I'm glad and I thank you so much.
Here's a gift to you that I love to hear and hope you like it also.

This never fails to inspire me!

www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjLlLP…

dennis :heart:
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Tag a quality deviant, You’re it! Quality doesn't mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how much followers you have. Send this to 10 deviants who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them!
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I just want to say thank you. For what you said. You're absolutely right.
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arteater1 Featured By Owner Apr 26, 2015
You're welcome!!
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Sireynia Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2015  Student Digital Artist
Hello friend,
How are you doing lately?

I'm so sorry I haven't gotten back to you, but I didn't even make it to school for more than two days after the holiday before I got sick, and I've been ever since...

All my inboxes and school work has piled up sky high.

I just wanted to know how you are?
I'm sorry, I never meant to let you down
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arteater1 Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2015
YOU do kinda let me down as if everything in the world is far more important than I am, is what it's been like for all the time I've known you. That kind of thing is never pleasant for any of us of course, but I get it. Life takes up all our time today and we never have enough of it, it seems but the difference between you and I is this I think.
My priority is my friends and people and animals. My classes and things and even work I do fast so I can make time for my friends and animals and helping others not neglect them.
I just manage my time perhaps better than most people is my thoughts but who knows.
No hard feelings as I'm used to it by now, so don't worry.
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