A Good Dose Of Medicine For The Soul
Laugh and the world laughs with you cry you cry alone.
A large part of the human population will take things too seriously for their own good. A strange anomaly is that most people laugh at the wrong thing and leave the right to laugh. This is a serious imbalance has robbed the people a healthy attitude towards life in general.
Those who take life too seriously in danger of losing a great joy to live in a crazy world of ours. I'm not sure of the scientific research, but I think that every sad moment will last 100 laughs to balance the books. Some people laugh about 99 real sense a short time.
I like the old English saying, "Laugh and the world laughs with you, weep and you weep alone."
From my point of view, if you can not laugh with someone who will not be able to mourn with him or her and that means nothing.
According to medical opinion, it takes more energy and facial muscles to frown than it does to smile. Of course, the only exercise some people frown and who am I to take this away from them.
I am determined, whatever, to exercise my right to smile and laugh and enjoy the world around me. I must admit that I have this attitude honestly.
My paternal grandfather was a master in the field of practical jokes. No amount of time was too important to prepare one of his famous jokes. His favorite holiday was the first in April and began preparing for this holiday right after Christmas.
The fact that his jokes, sometimes made difficult not seem to affect him.
Once everything in the hospital for an extended period, it was someone smuggled home a box of snuff. For some reason he liked chewing snuff. It's the most disgusting habit I know as soon earth.He was smuggling, then began to chew. If you know anything about snuff chewing, you know that is accompanied by a large amount of saliva. As usual, his timing was impeccable. As the head nurse passed the door and looked inside, leaned over and spit in the garbage, there were at his bedside. The nurse, not knowing chewing snuff, thought he was spitting blood and immediately went into emergency mode. Immediately, my grandfather was rushed to surgery and the surgeon and medical team have gathered.
My grandfather was very sick then. Some people do not believe that would be released from the hospital.
Just as they got in the operating room, he pulled a sheet over him on his can of chewing tobacco and snuff, and smiled at them. The only person in the room that the idea of ??this was in any way my grandfather was fun. The doctors were so angry with him, but refuse to see him for three days and confiscated his can of chewing tobacco.
My aunt and uncle lived next door to my grandfather. My aunt was very clean when he got home. Dirt, in any form was not welcome in your home. She had a broom in his power, because you never know when a piece of land that try to invade your home.
This year, my grandfather found something new. I do not know where he found it, but he probably spent a lot of time looking for something like this. It was a facsimile of a piece of rubber vomit ugly looking. For him it was a valuable asset.
Most of his jokes were executed on April 1. When we saw grandfather coming on this special day, we usually cover.
He went to visit my aunt and sat on the couch in the lounge. They talked for a while and then my grandfather began to cough a bit. He told my aunt, "I have not felt good lately. I really do not know what it is. "Then he began to cough a little more seriously, there, my aunt got up and walked into the kitchen to get him a glass of water that thought would help .
When he returned, he was shocked to see his new coffee table a horrible spectacle. My grandfather was bending over a table, hacking and coughing as he lay dying. Living room table was a very ugly looking piece of vomit.
My aunt went into hysterics. He turned and quickly took a broom and started towards my grandfather. My grandfather was a laugh, but not for long.
He suddenly realized that waving a broom in the hand of my aunt was for him. She drove out of the house, down the hall and at least three blocks screaming obscenities at him I dare not repeat in public companies.
Laughter is the pure air of the soul. Even the Bible thinks so.
"Miel maketh a cheerful countenance: but the sorrow in the heart the spirit is broken" (Proverbs 15:13 KJV). And my favorite, "A cheerful heart is good like medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones" (Proverbs 17:22 KJV).
I recommend a good dose of medicine for your soul.
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A large part of the human population will take things too seriously for their own good. A strange anomaly is that most people laugh at the wrong thing and leave the right to laugh. This is a serious imbalance has robbed the people a healthy attitude towards life in general.
Those who take life too seriously in danger of losing a great joy to live in a crazy world of ours. I'm not sure of the scientific research, but I think that every sad moment will last 100 laughs to balance the books. Some people laugh about 99 real sense a short time.
I like the old English saying, "Laugh and the world laughs with you, weep and you weep alone."
From my point of view, if you can not laugh with someone who will not be able to mourn with him or her and that means nothing.
According to medical opinion, it takes more energy and facial muscles to frown than it does to smile. Of course, the only exercise some people frown and who am I to take this away from them.
I am determined, whatever, to exercise my right to smile and laugh and enjoy the world around me. I must admit that I have this attitude honestly.
My paternal grandfather was a master in the field of practical jokes. No amount of time was too important to prepare one of his famous jokes. His favorite holiday was the first in April and began preparing for this holiday right after Christmas.
The fact that his jokes, sometimes made difficult not seem to affect him.
Once everything in the hospital for an extended period, it was someone smuggled home a box of snuff. For some reason he liked chewing snuff. It's the most disgusting habit I know as soon earth.He was smuggling, then began to chew. If you know anything about snuff chewing, you know that is accompanied by a large amount of saliva. As usual, his timing was impeccable. As the head nurse passed the door and looked inside, leaned over and spit in the garbage, there were at his bedside. The nurse, not knowing chewing snuff, thought he was spitting blood and immediately went into emergency mode. Immediately, my grandfather was rushed to surgery and the surgeon and medical team have gathered.
My grandfather was very sick then. Some people do not believe that would be released from the hospital.
Just as they got in the operating room, he pulled a sheet over him on his can of chewing tobacco and snuff, and smiled at them. The only person in the room that the idea of ??this was in any way my grandfather was fun. The doctors were so angry with him, but refuse to see him for three days and confiscated his can of chewing tobacco.
My aunt and uncle lived next door to my grandfather. My aunt was very clean when he got home. Dirt, in any form was not welcome in your home. She had a broom in his power, because you never know when a piece of land that try to invade your home.
This year, my grandfather found something new. I do not know where he found it, but he probably spent a lot of time looking for something like this. It was a facsimile of a piece of rubber vomit ugly looking. For him it was a valuable asset.
Most of his jokes were executed on April 1. When we saw grandfather coming on this special day, we usually cover.
He went to visit my aunt and sat on the couch in the lounge. They talked for a while and then my grandfather began to cough a bit. He told my aunt, "I have not felt good lately. I really do not know what it is. "Then he began to cough a little more seriously, there, my aunt got up and walked into the kitchen to get him a glass of water that thought would help .
When he returned, he was shocked to see his new coffee table a horrible spectacle. My grandfather was bending over a table, hacking and coughing as he lay dying. Living room table was a very ugly looking piece of vomit.
My aunt went into hysterics. He turned and quickly took a broom and started towards my grandfather. My grandfather was a laugh, but not for long.
He suddenly realized that waving a broom in the hand of my aunt was for him. She drove out of the house, down the hall and at least three blocks screaming obscenities at him I dare not repeat in public companies.
Laughter is the pure air of the soul. Even the Bible thinks so.
"Miel maketh a cheerful countenance: but the sorrow in the heart the spirit is broken" (Proverbs 15:13 KJV). And my favorite, "A cheerful heart is good like medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones" (Proverbs 17:22 KJV).
I recommend a good dose of medicine for your soul.
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