Hope..... what is it?

Hope..... what is it?



Hope is the Thing with Feathers


Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.


~Emily Dickinson


Your thoughts?

Bob.

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Hope..... what is it?



[b]Hope is the Thing with Feathers


Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chilliest ...[text shortened]... ;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.


~Emily Dickinson


Your thoughts?[/b]

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Hope..... what is it?

Your thoughts?

For me, Hope was a cute chick I've met once in South Padre Island, Tx.

It was a spring break and my homies and I were hanging around the
beach, just chillin' ya know. Close to our sunbathing-boozing camp there
was a bunch of gringas of around our age, amongst whom there was
this Hope bird, a freckled redhead from Wichita who had the most uncool
yellow, grandma bikini I've ever seen -yet that made her cuter in my eyes.
We approached the flock and we talked them in to enjoy some brunette,
male Latino company for the evening, my pals pairing up with the hotties
and me, left to settle for whatever, ended up chatting with Hope. She was
a philatelist and a piano player, Baptist to the bone and convinced that
I was not a good Christian since I boozed and smoked.

Nice gal she was. That night I boozed her up to the ears and discovered that my
back could not heal quickly from scratches.

She left me chlamydia as a souvenir. Hope was her name.

Originally posted by HandyAndy
How do you reconcile the concept of hope with your "objective recognition and grasp of ultimate reality"?

Originally posted by Seitse
For me, Hope was a cute chick I've met once in South Padre Island, Tx.

It was a spring break and my homies and I were hanging around the
beach, just chillin' ya know. Close to our sunbathing-boozing camp there
was a bunch of gringas of around our age, amongst whom there was
this Hope bird, a freckled redhead from Wichita who had the most uncool
yellow, ...[text shortened]... d not heal quickly from scratches.

She left me chlamydia as a souvenir. Hope was her name.

Originally posted by Daemon Sin
I think we should all club together and buy you a dictionary.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/hope

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
On at least two levels: (1) Integration. The word 'hope' used to communicate absolute confidence in the substance and source of what is grasped/understood/believed (as opposed to its common weaker usage, 'Well I really don't know but sure hope so.'😉. Example might be a soon to be bride's bedrock confidence in her soon to be husband, a confidence which r ...[text shortened]... ness of their mutual decision) eagerly looking forward to their wedding and life together.

Originally posted by acb123
It's 5am over there. Is this the only thing you do with your life ?

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
On at least two levels: (1) Integration. The word 'hope' used to communicate absolute confidence in the substance and source of what is grasped/understood/believed (as opposed to its common weaker usage, 'Well I really don't know but sure hope so.'😉. Example might be a soon to be bride's bedrock confidence in her soon to be husband, a reciprocal confide ...[text shortened]... confidence

with the expectation of favorable results... the personification of hope.

Originally posted by HandyAndy
Among other things, hope is a wish or desire for the future. Doesn't determinism (ultimate reality)
dismiss the concept of hope as futile and pointless? The future is written, according to this doctrine,
and no amount of wishful thinking can change it.

Do you think the Belle of Amherst was misguided when she described hope as a bird perching in
the soul and singing without pause?

I hope not.

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Hope..... what is it?



[b]Hope is the Thing with Feathers


Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chilliest ...[text shortened]... ;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.


~Emily Dickinson


Your thoughts?[/b]

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Not quite sure I'm following your questions, Andy. Please restate them for me. Thanks.