The mind is the world,
One should purify it strenuously.
One assumes the form of that which is one's mind.
This is the eternal secret.
OK..... like why? Is it the hair - because if it is I could do mine like that....
On the other hand, it does nothing for me. I am kind of glad about that.
mutleythedogI have no doubt about your coffing ( is that a word) skills but it's the biceps baby trust me.Thank you for coming by.ianI'm kinda glad about that as well....Thank you for coming by.
Not even the biceps do it for me, alas. The biceps least of all in fact. Unless it should be the hair. Or the mad glint in the eyes.Give me the type of the late Paul Newman every time. A man with a laugh in his eyes, who hasn't thought about his biceps in years, and doesn't give a damn about his knees!(Sorry, I earlier sent this comment to the wrong blog entry - where it doesn't sit at all well I'm afraid.)
i BeatriceOh? I think I would love to see where that didn't fit! :-)Oh I am with you on Paul Newman - I'm right there, but the hunks can pull me in as well I must say. Once upon a time I married one...
I'm normally not a fan of the lamb chop sideburns, but I'll make an exception for Hugh Jackman. :)
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