Sorrowful new year!

Every year I saw is worse than the passed one. Under these circumstances I don't see anything to celebrate. Santa is dead years ago and does not show any sign to him stay alive.

I'm gonna try to make things better this year! Nothing is impossible so keep the faith!

We're all gonna die eventually.
What is the point in living?
Happy new year everyone.

LIFE GETS TEEJUS, DON'T IT?
The sun comes up and the sun goes down
And the hands on the clock go round and roumd
I just wake up and it's time to lay down,
Life gets teejus, don't it.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Hound dog's howling so forlorn
Laziest dawg that ever was born
He's howlin' 'cause he's settin' on a thorn
Just too tired to move over.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Mouse is gnawin' at the pantry door
He's been at it now for a month or more
When he gets through he'll sure be sore
Cause there ain't a dang thing in there.

Yeah, dreary. But don't you think Santa is probably an immortal?

Quote from: faded mike on December 26, 2018, 12:03:09 AM

Yeah, dreary. But don't you think Santa is probably an immortal?

I don't think so. There is nothing show him being alive except lies produced by human beings.

Yes, Virginia ...
We take pleasure in answering thus prominently the communication below, expressing at the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among the friends of The Sun:

Dear Editor— I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, "If you see it in The Sun, it's so." Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus? Virginia O'Hanlon 115 West Ninety Fifth Street

Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence.

We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! He lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

Rabinoz the little baby is in my ignore list.

Every year I saw is worse than the passed one. Under these circumstances I don't see anything to celebrate. Santa is dead years ago and does not show any sign to him stay alive.

RAB IS FROM THE FUTURE!

Now you is talkin' Mr Illegal Alien! At last you know why I know things that others don't.

Wizard of Oz

Happy New Year to everyone who lives outside of fictional constructs!

Keep your flat Northern Hemiplane! see if us Aussies in the Southern Hemisphere care!

Happy New Year to everyone who lives outside of fictional constructs!

Happy New Year to everyone who lives outside of fictional constructs!

Quote from: Jane on December 31, 2018, 05:42:06 PM

Happy New Year to everyone who lives outside of fictional constructs!

She says.  On the flat earth society.

I hope you're all having your black peas today!