Courageous and Creative Living

“ The inspirational teachings in this collection show that The Real Way of The Warrior is based on Compassion, Wisdom, Fearlessness, and Love of Nature. 

The teachings are drawn from the talks and writings of Morihei Ueshiba, founder of the popular Japanese martial art of Aikido, a mind-body discipline he called the “Art of Peace,” which offers a nonviolent way to Victory in the face of Conflict. 

Ueshiba believed that Aikido principles could be applied to all the challenges we face in Life—in personal relationships, as we interact with Society, and at Work and in Business.

“Aikido is the Way of Harmony. 

It brings together people of all races and manifests the original form of all things. 

The Universe has a single source, and from that core all things emerged in a cosmic pattern. 

At the end of WWII, it become clear that the world needed to be purified of filth and degradation, and that is why Aikido emerged. 

In order to eliminate war, deception, greed, and hatred, the gods of peace and harmony manifested their powers. 

All of us in this world are members of the same family, and we should work together to make discord and war disappear from our midst. 

Without Love, our nation, the world, and the universe will be destroyed. 

Love generates Heat and Light. 

Those two elements are actualized in physical form as Aikido. As the last aspect of creation, human beings came into existence as an actualization of all higher powers. 

Human beings represent all of creation and we must bring the divine plan to fruition. 

The purpose of education is to open your spirit. Modern education has forgotten this. 

The entire Universe is a huge open book, full of miraculous things, and that is where true learning must be sought. 

In that spirit, take responsibility, train hard, develop yourselves, bloom in this world, and bear fruit.”

Oh, there it is. The silly old universe.
The more I save it, the more it needs saving. It's a treadmill.
 
Yes, yes, I know. 

They'll get it all wrong without me. 

I suppose one more lifetime wouldn't kill anyone. 

Well, except me.
You wait a moment, Doctor.
Let's get it right. 

I've got a few things to say to you. 

Basic Stuff first. 
Never be cruel, 
Never be cowardly, 
and 
Never, ever eat pears! 
Remember -

Hate is always Foolish

and 

Love is always Wise. 

Always try to be nice, 

but never fail to be kind. 

Oh, and you mustn't tell anyone your name. 
No one would understand it, anyway. 
Except, ah! 

Except children.

 Children can hear it sometimes. 
If their hearts are in the right place, and the stars are too, children can hear your name. 

Argh! But nobody else.
Nobody else, ever.
 
Laugh Hard
Run Fast
Be Kind

Doctor - I let you go. 






(The TARDIS materialises.) 

OUR LADY : 

Don't shoot!
 

A DALEK Named 'FRED' :

- In Honour of Alfred The Great -

EXTERMINATE! 

(The energy blast illuminates a forcefield around the TARDIS.)
 

OUR LADY :

Do you think I'm daft enough to stand here without shields? 

It's safe, gang! 

DALEK-FRED : 

Hide behind your shield, Doctor, you and your human friends. 

You have failed. 

OUR LADY :

Say hello to a Dalek.

DALEK-FRED : 

Signal activation in nine rels. The fleet shall be summoned.
 

OUR LADY :  

No, it won't. 

No matter how many times you try, 

No matter how long you wait, 

I'll always be in your way

Backed up by The Best of Humanity. 

Now, final, final, final warning, 

‘cos I'm nice. 

( I really do try my best. )

Stop the signal, get off this planet.
 

DALEK-FRED : 

You are not my commander.

OUR LADY :

 I tried. You heard me, right? 

I tried! I gave it a chance. 

YAZ :

Yeah. 

O-RYAN: 

Yep. 

GRAHAM: 

You did. 

OUR LADY: 

I'm fast enough, right? 

 I'm fast enough for this plan? 

O-RYAN: 

Er, probably. 

YAZ : 

Maybe. 

GRAHAM: 

Possibly.

OUR LADY :

Well, that one needs work. 

Here's a New Year message for you to send. Earth is protected by me and my mates, this year and every other. 

Here we go!

(She sonicks off the forcefield and runs to our left while the others go right.)

DALEK-FRED : 

Exterminate The Doctor! 

The Doctor must be destroyed!

(She slides up behind the Dalek.)

OUR LADY :: 

Now, gang!

On the First Day 

of The Year 2019, 

Across the Land and Sky of Britain,

An Army of Unlikely Friends 

came together to face 

An Impossible Opponent

 and 

Prevailed.

Prydonian Pazzis

Celestial Intervention Agency,

they get their fingers into everything...

renege (v.)

1540s, "deny, renounce, abandon," from Medieval Latin renegare, from Latin re-, here probably an intensive prefix, + negare"refuse," from PIE root *ne- "not." Meaning "change one's mind" is from 1784. Related: Reneged; reneging.

Marry! The Demons of The Punjab

Finally Got That One.

Go — Run, You Clever Girl.

And Be a Doctor.

“Can You Marry Us, Doctor?”

Marry: used in several ways _ it can introduce a statement, meaning something like, ‘listen’, or ‘I agree’, or ‘indeed’ or ‘well’. 

It’s an oath by the Virgin Mary.

Example from Shakespeare:

‘Marry, sir, I would have some confidence with you that decerns you nearly.’ – Dogberry to Leontes, telling him about Don John’s plot. (Much Ado About Nothing)

I’m completely married, I’ve just never been wedded to anyone —

I just realised.... “Marry Me” is a REALLY Toxic request....

Marry yourself as much as you can before becoming wedded to anyone — you can’t expect them to do it for you....

That’s How I Survived

“Being monkeys, when we encounter a translinguistic object, a kind of cognitive dissonance is set up in our hindbrain. 

We try to pour language over it and it sheds it like water off a duck's back. 

We try again and fail again, and this cognitive dissonance, this "wow" or "flutter" that is building off this object causes wonder, astonishment, and awe at the brink of terror. 

One must control that. 

And the way to control it is to do what the entities are telling one to do, to do what they are doing.”

Terence McKenna

Deacon

deacon /ˈdiːk(ə)n/ noun 

noun: deacon; plural noun: deacons 

1. (in Catholic, Anglican, and Orthodox Churches) an ordained minister of an order ranking below that of priest. 

[ By Implication : Less Than a Xenomorph - Lacking Higher Intellect or a Soul ] 

(in some Nonconformist Churches) a lay officer appointed to assist a minister, especially in secular affairs. 

HISTORICAL 

(in the early church) a minister appointed to administer charity.

Tilting at Windmills

Tilting at Windmills

I see What You Did There -

I love Qixotic Jokes.

ROOSEVELT: 

Where's Jax?

I hear he's your new president.

CHIBS: 

He's not here.

What do you want?

ROOSEVELT: 

Are you guys aware of the violence that's happening in Charming?

Two home invasions in less than a week.

CHIBS: 

Contrary to popular belief... we can read.

TIG: 

Why, you think we had something to do with it?

ROOSEVELT: 

Three weeks ago an unidentified man ran down Veronica Pope in what we can assume was an attempted hit on Laroy Wayne.

No witnesses came forward yet, but... some folks are saying that they saw the One-Niners chasing after a group of guys on motorcycles.

CHIBS: 

Really?

ROOSEVELT: 

First home invasion was Lynette Brice, one of your croweaters.

2:30 this morning, Wade Steiner was attacked in his own kitchen.

He's a mechanic here at the TM.

Do you, uh, see the pattern here?

If these home invasions are retaliation by Pope or the Niners...

TIG: 

We ain't heard of any beefs, man.

ROOSEVELT: 

No?

TIG: 

No.

ROOSEVELT: 

Hm.

Then who would attack your auto parts truck outside of Modesto last night?

HAPPY: 

Angry Pirates.

ROOSEVELT: 

I don't give a shit if Pope blows up every goddamn truck of yours, but not in my quadrant.

One innocent gets hurt, and I make Pope look like an altar boy, you understand?

CHIBS: 

I see what you did there.

I love Catholic jokes.

TIG: 

You know, remember the two nuns?

CHIBS: 

Yeah.

TIG: - 

They walk into a dyke bar... 

CHIBS: - 

Hey! Bobby!

(laughing)

Mr. Pond

So Mary Poppins put on her white gloves and tucked her umbrella under her arm –not because it was raining but because it had such a beautiful handle that she couldn’t possibly leave it at home. 

How could you leave your umbrella behind if it had a parrot’s head for a handle? 

Besides, Mary Poppins was very vain and liked to look her best. 

Indeed, she was quite sure that she never looked anything else.

DOCTOR: 

One mistake and the whole time line could collapse. 

We could end up with two Amy Ponds for ever, and then what would you do?

(Rory turns to Amy, finger raised. She slaps him.)

DOCTOR: 

Okay, you. Into the police box now. 

AMY: 

And then I become her?

DOCTOR: 

Yes. Go, go, go!

AMY: 

Do I really look like that?

AMY 2: 

Yeah. Yeah, you do.

AMY: 

Ooo. Nice choice for your driving lessons. 

AMY 2: 

I bet you would.

DOCTOR: 

Oh, this is how it all ends. 

Pond flirting with herself. 

True love at last. 

Oh, sorry, Rory.

The Mirror Trick

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.

And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,

Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;

Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.

For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.

But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.

Dieting w. Dr. Gonzo

See — to Other People....

This probably sounds like a lot of fun —

IT ISN’T — That’s SACRIFICE...

The Soul of The Age

“I asked Mel to present this award for me for a reason.

When I couldn’t get sober, he told me not to give up hope and encouraged me to find my faith. 

It didn’t have to be his or anyone else’s as long as it was rooted in forgiveness. 

And I couldn’t get hired, so he cast me in the lead of a movie that was actually developed for him. 

He kept a roof over my head 
and 
food on the table 

and most importantly,

He said if 

I accepted responsibility for my wrongdoing 

and 

Embraced that part of my soul that was ugly 

— hugging the cactus, he calls it — 

He said that if I hugged the cactus long enough, I’d become 

A Man of Some Substance.

So, I did, and it worked.

All he asked in return was that someday I help The Next Guy in some small way. 

...it’s reasonable to assume at the time he didn’t imagine the next guy would be him or that 'someday' was tonight. 

So anyway on this special occasion and in light of the recent holidays, including   Columbus Day, I would ask that you join me, 

[ unless you are completely without sin in which case you picked the wrong f—ing industry ] 

in forgiving my friend his trespasses and offering him the same clean slate you have me, 

Allowing him to continue his great and ongoing contribution to our collective art without shame. 

He’s hugged The Cactus long enough.

Spot The Witch

Mrs. Eglantine Browne :

He-he! Of course, the Grown-ups will all forget by tomorrow.

The Shakina :

They Always Do.

Mrs. Eglantine Browne :
Only one balloon left, Mary Poppins -

I Think it Must Be Yours...

The Shakina :
Yes, I suppose it must.

Bedknobs Broomsticks Script by on Scribd

Hypatia - The Last Moments of The Library of Alexandria

There’s Nowhere to Go, But Up!

An Amends

Jenny/The First:  You have no idea what you're dealing with.

Buffy:  (dripping with sarcasm) Lemme guess. Is it... evil?

The apparition of Jenny shrinks and is replaced for an instant by an image of a huge horned and clawed beast coming at her, roaring and with  eyes glowing red. It fades as quickly as it appeared. Buffy stares in shock at the place where it appeared. It screams a final warning.

The First:  DEAD BY SUNRISE!

Buffy runs from the cave, terrified for Angel's life.

Cut to Angel's mansion. Buffy runs in.

Buffy:  Angel!

She looks around, but he's nowhere to be seen. She walks toward the doorway to the atrium and looks out. She sees the steps leading up and  runs toward them. Cut to the hills behind the mansion. Buffy runs  through the bushes, frantically looking for Angel. She climbs further up  the hill and finds him standing at the top looking out over a peaceful  residential area of town.

Buffy:  Angel.

He hears her say his name and briefly glances in her direction before looking back out over the rooftops. Buffy slowly walks over to him.

Angel:  I bet half the kids down there are already awake. Lying in their beds... sneaking downstairs... waiting for day.

Buffy:  (out of breath) Angel, please. I need for you to get inside. Th-there's only a few minutes left.

Angel:  I know. I can smell the sunrise long before it comes.

Buffy:  (anxiously and hurried) I don't have time to explain this. You just have to trust me. That thing that was haunting you...

Angel:  (interrupts) It wasn't haunting me. It was showing me.

Buffy:  (confused) Showing you?

Angel:  What I am.

Buffy:  (insistently) Were.

Angel:  And ever shall be. I wanted to know why I was back. Now I do.

Buffy:  You *don't* know. Some great evil takes credit for bringing you back and you buy it? You just give up?

Angel:  (harshly) I can't do it again, Buffy. I can't become a killer.

Buffy:  Then fight it.

Angel:  It's too hard.

Buffy:  (desperately) Angel, please, you *have* to get inside.

Angel:  It told me to kill you. You were in the dream. You know. It told me to lose my soul in you and become a monster again.

Buffy:  I know what it told you. What does it matter?

Angel:  (raises his voice) Because I wanted to! Because I want you so badly! I want to take comfort in you, and I know it'll cost me my soul, and a part of me doesn't care.

He sobs. Buffy is at a loss for words.

Angel:  Look, I'm weak. I've never been anything else. It's not the demon in me that needs killing, Buffy. It's the man.

Buffy:  You're weak. Everybody is. Everybody fails. Maybe this evil did bring you back, but if it did, it's because it needs you. And that means that you can hurt it.

Angel doesn't want to believe her.

Buffy:  (pleadingly) Angel, you have the power to do real good, to make amends. (raises her voice) But if you die now, then all that you ever were was a monster.

She looks out at the sky as it begins to lighten.

Buffy:  (begging frantically) Angel, please, the sun is coming up!

Angel:  Just go.

Buffy:  I won't!

Angel:  What, do you think this is simple? You think there's an easy answer? You can never understand what I've done! Now go!

Buffy:  You are not staying here. (grabs his arm) I won't let you!

Angel:  I said LEAVE!

He jerks his arm free of her grasp. In her anger and desperation Buffy  punches him. He reacts by shoving her away from him roughly, making her  fall face forward, hard to the ground.

Angel:  (quietly to himself) Oh, my God...

He goes to her and crouches over her, grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her around to face him. Buffy fears his intentions and cries out.

Buffy:  No! No!

He grabs her roughly by the arms and holds her firmly.

Angel:  Am I a thing worth saving, huh? (shakes her) Am I a righteous man? (shakes her) The world wants me gone!

Buffy:  (tearfully) What about me? I love you so much... And I tried to make you go away... I killed you and it didn't help.

She shoves him off of her and gets up.

Buffy:  (crying) And I hate it! I hate that it's *so* hard... and that you can hurt me *so* much. (sobs, then harshly) I know everything that you did, because you did it to me. Oh, God! I wish that I wished you dead. I don't. (whispers) I can't.

Angel gets up now, too.

Angel:  Buffy, please. Just this once... let me be strong.

Buffy:  Strong is fighting! It's hard, and it's painful, and it's every day. It's what we have to do. And we can do it together.

Angel struggles with himself, knowing she's right.

Buffy:  (resolvedly) But if you're too much of a coward for that, then burn. If I can't convince you that you belong in this world, then I don't know what can. But do *not* expect me to watch. And *don't* expect me to mourn for you, because...

She stops in mid-sentence because it has inexplicably begun to snow. She and Angel both look up at it coming down, lightly at first and gradually heavier. The camera pulls up above them and shows them standing there with the snowflakes swirling around them in the gentle morning breeze, and the ground around them starting to become white. 

Cut to Angel, looking around in amazement. Buffy walks to the edge of the hill and looks out at the town as the roofs on the houses below also start to become white. She turns to Angel, and they look at each other, stunned by this apparent miracle.

Cut to Willow and Oz in her bedroom. They notice the snow outside and sit up on her bed. Willow is first to get up and walk to her balcony door to look out. Oz is right behind. They smile as they see it come down and notice the glass of her French doors begin to frost.

Cut to the Summers house. About an inch and a half (4cm) of snow has now collected on the roof. The camera pans down to the door. Faith opens it, and she and Joyce come out to watch it fall. Faith steps off the porch and lets a few flakes fall on her open hands and face. Joyce pulls her wrap tightly around her against the cold.

Cut to Giles' apartment. He notices that his window has become frosted, and goes over to it to have a look outside. He stares out in amazement.

Cut to Xander lying in his sleeping bag in his backyard. The light from his lantern glows blue. His unfinished dinner plate is covered with snow, as is a comic book he had put aside before retiring. He is sleeping with the top flap of his sleeping bag folded open under his arm. He stirs slightly and wipes at the snowflakes falling on his face. 
That doesn't help, so he reflexively pulls the flap closed over his head, fallen snow and all. This wakes him up, and a moment later he pushes back the flap and looks up in wonder at the falling snow.

Cut to the shopping district. The camera pans from the green neon sign of the Sun Cinema down to where the movies now playing are listed. The 
weatherman can be heard on the TV in the window of the audio/video store.

Weatherman:  And while most of Southern California is enjoying a balmyChristmas, an extreme cold front has sprung up out of nowhere around Sunnydale, where they are reporting heavy snowfall for the first time in, well, ever.

Cut to the weatherman on TV. The camera pans from him out into the street.

Weatherman:  Sunnydale residents shouldn't expect to see the sun at all today. That cold front isn't going anywhere. With temperatures in the high 30s (about 3C), means you better bundle up if you're planning to go outside and enjoy the change in the weather.

Cut to a view of the trees in the street aglow with Christmas lights. 

The camera pans down into the street, which is deserted except for Buffy and Angel, who walk along hand-in-hand, still looking up at the snow as it comes down.

Cut to a view from above. The street and a few parked cars are covered with about two inches (5cm) of snow. The camera sinks down below a traffic light. Buffy and Angel continue walking in silence down the street.

Cut to a close-up of them walking. Buffy looks over at Angel. He looks exhausted but at peace. He notices her gaze and smiles at her. Together they walk out of view.

It's a Film I Like, So I've Decided That I Was Actually in it, Taking Part.

Can I ask you a Question, Colin?

Do You Remember When We Were Chasing Zee Germans,
and We Were Punched Through The Windscreen,
But them We Fell under That Lorry, 
But climbed back onto it and beat The Driver up...?

When We Were Chasing The Nazis -
They'd stolen The Ark of The Covenant
and We Were Trying to get it back.

Well, at The End,
We're tied to a stake, stuck in The Ground,
and then You Lot open up The Ark of The Covenant, 
and 
The Wrath of God 
comes out and

MELTS YOUR FACE

Nothing's Really Left or Lost Without a Trace - Nothing's Gone Forever Only Out of Place

Nothing's Really Left or Lost Without a Trace - Nothing's Gone Forever Only Out of Place

KAYDEL KO CONNIX: 

Our distress signal's been received at multiple points, but no response.

LARMA D'ACY:  

They've heard us, but no one's coming.

LEIA: 

We fought till the end. 

But the galaxy has lost all its Hope. 

The spark is out. 

Luke. 

I know what you're gonna say - I changed my hair.

LUKE: 

It's nice that way. 

Leia, I'm sorry.

LEIA: 

I know. I know you are. 

I'm just glad you're here. 

At The End.

LUKE: 

I came to face him, Leia. 

And I can't save him.

LEIA: 

I held out Hope for so long -

But I know my son is gone.

LUKE: 

No one's ever really gone.

C-3PO: 

Master Luke.

POE: 

 It's Kylo Ren. Luke's facing him alone.

FINN: 

Well, we should help him. Let's go.

POE: 

No, wait. Wait.

KYLO REN: 

Did you come back to say you forgive me? 

To save my soul?

LUKE: 

No.

POE: 

He's doing this for a reason. 

He's stalling so we can escape.

FINN: 

Escape? He's one man against an army. 

He's not, actually – 
He's One Man against Less than one man :

One Man, One ManBoyChild's 
Monomaniacal Nihilistic Obsession

and Luke intends to give CryLow exactly what he wants.....

We have to help him, we have to fight.

POE: 

No, no. We are The Spark that'll light The Fire 
that will burn the First Order down. 

Skywalker's doing this so we can survive.

There's gotta be a way out of this mine. 

Hell, how did he get in here?

Wrong Question 
(as it turns out)
Completely irrelevant and immaterial
(See What I Did, There?)

Because Luke's apparition of the image of
THE LEGENDARY LUKE SKYWALKER, Jedi Master
inside the fence, behind the barricades of the redoubt
did not require there to be any means of gaining physical entrance 
through the worked-out and abandoned caverns of the mine -

There wasn't one until Poe began believing that there must somehow be one, somewhere (and so led the Rebel survivors in an earnest and determined search effort to find it)

and

in working through from The Other End of The Problem, 
Please Call Me Rey acted on her earnest belief that her endangered friends, who were trapped and backed into a corner, looking for a way out, would succeed, would make it to the back door, at the . conclusion of their passage under The Mountain 

C-3PO: 

Sir, it is possible that a natural unmapped opening exists. 

But this facility is such a maze of endless tunnels that the odds of finding an exit are 15,428....

POE: 

Shh. Shush. Hush. 

Shush up. Shut up!

C-3PO: 

...to one.

POE:

Listen.

C-3PO: 

My audio sensors no longer detect the....

POE: 

Exactly.

FINN: 

Where'd the crystal critters go?

ANY MAN WHO WOULD BE A KNIGHT 
AND FOLLOW A KING -

POE: 

Follow me.

LEIA: 

What are you looking at me for? 
Follow him.

THE LEGENDARY LUKE SKYWALKER, 
Jedi Master : 

I failed you, Ben. I'm sorry.

KYLO REN: 

I'm sure you are! 

The Resistance is Dead. 

The War is over. 
And when I kill you, 

I will have killed The Last Jedi.

THE LEGENDARY LUKE SKYWALKER, 

Jedi Master : 

Amazing. 

Every word of what you just said was wrong.

The Rebellion is reborn today. 
The war is just beginning. 

And I will not be the last Jedi.

KYLO REN: 

I'll destroy her, and you, and all of it.

THE LEGENDARY LUKE SKYWALKER, 

Jedi Master : 

No - Strike Me Down in Anger 

and

I'll always be with you. 

Just like Your Father.

KYLO REN: 

No.

THE LEGENDARY LUKE SKYWALKER, 

Jedi Master: 

See you around, kid.

KYLO REN: 

No!

Do you ever lie
Awake at night
Just between the dark
And the morning light
Searching for the things
You used to know
Looking for the place
Where the lost things go

Do you ever dream
Or reminisce
Wondering where to find
What you truly miss
Well maybe all those things
That you love so
Are waiting in the place
Where the lost things go

Memories you've shed
Gone for good you feared
They're all around you still
Though they've disappeared
Nothing's really left
Or lost without a trace
Nothing's gone forever
Only out of place

So maybe now the dish
And my best spoon
Are playing hide and seek
Just behind the moon
Waiting there until
It's time to show
Spring is like that now
Far beneath the snow
Hiding in the place
Where the lost things go

Time to close your eyes
So sleep can come around
For when you dream you'll find
All that's lost is found
Maybe on the moon
Or maybe somewhere new

Maybe all you're missing lives inside of you
So when you need her touch
And loving gaze
Gone but not forgotten
Is the perfect phrase

Smiling from a star
That she makes glow
Trust she's always there
Watching as you grow
Find her in the place
Where the lost things go