It used to be said that God has two books, the Bible and the Book of Nature. I rather the Book of Nature. It is obvious that there is a God. For Fleur de Force an English lady on the splinternet. For Freya and Aoife and Jill. For Fergus and Ralph and Alex, Thomas, Evan and Harry, and Brian. Maria, you have got to see her, a million+one candlelights.
I am a Catholic. My favourite version of the Holy Scriptures is the KJV and I follow, nominally, Liverpool FC. Anyway I speak Irish and Scottish (Gaelic) as well as French and I am now also learning Cymraeg. My pen name is Lance McKendrick Eoin Dunford. Eoin Dunford is my name and I am from Éire (Ireland). I'll tell you a joke and I must look at that comedy page too. There was a man in the United States. I think it was Minnesota. He would never venture out any Friday the 13th for f-e-a-r he would perish. Afraid! he would be knocked down or fall down a manhole. He was at home curling up in bed one year one Friday 13 anyway taking cover from the world without. Suddenly the ceiling fell down on top of the poor guy... and killed him!! LOL!
I'll tell you another one. A man picked up a passenger. The passenger brought a bag into the vehicle and laid it down at his own feet. The driver asked What's in the bag and there was no reply. He kept asking about the contents of this bag anyway every so often along their journey and the only reply to come was always None of your fecking business. The driver became irritated and stopped the car and suddenly threw the man out. The passenger was surprised and asked, Why are you throwing me out? The driver snarled... None of your fecking business! LOL!
I'll relate to you one more. There were two men at a fair. Each bought a horse and they shared a field for their horses so they had to make the decision to segregate them. They could not decide how they would "tell" each horse. They tried placing marks on their brows but they still could not become aware of the difference. They tried placing a bob on one of their horses' tails but, yet, they still could not ascertain the difference between the two horses. They then tried placing the two horses in different areas of the field but the poor horses ran amok and became mingled and the pair got the annoyance of their lives and made the decision to take an entirely different course of action. One man said to the other suddenly, I see it now! How to decide who owns each horse! How about you keep the grey one and I keep the dun one. LOL.
Finally. A fella hosted a party for time travellers but forgot to issue the invitations till after the event. No one turned up!
Ah, you must have a SOH. It is one of the main things keeps us as human beings going strong, plodding along day in day out, keeping putting one foot in front of the other. Hasta
I'll tell you another one. A man picked up a passenger. The passenger brought a bag into the vehicle and laid it down at his own feet. The driver asked What's in the bag and there was no reply. He kept asking about the contents of this bag anyway every so often along their journey and the only reply to come was always None of your fecking business. The driver became irritated and stopped the car and suddenly threw the man out. The passenger was surprised and asked, Why are you throwing me out? The driver snarled... None of your fecking business! LOL!
I'll relate to you one more. There were two men at a fair. Each bought a horse and they shared a field for their horses so they had to make the decision to segregate them. They could not decide how they would "tell" each horse. They tried placing marks on their brows but they still could not become aware of the difference. They tried placing a bob on one of their horses' tails but, yet, they still could not ascertain the difference between the two horses. They then tried placing the two horses in different areas of the field but the poor horses ran amok and became mingled and the pair got the annoyance of their lives and made the decision to take an entirely different course of action. One man said to the other suddenly, I see it now! How to decide who owns each horse! How about you keep the grey one and I keep the dun one. LOL.
Finally. A fella hosted a party for time travellers but forgot to issue the invitations till after the event. No one turned up!
Ah, you must have a SOH. It is one of the main things keeps us as human beings going strong, plodding along day in day out, keeping putting one foot in front of the other. Hasta
Six photos of Eoin Dunford
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About eoindunford.com . I made this website in 2016 and it became eoindunford.com just before Christmas 2019. The website presents my amateur poetry (languages: Irish and English) and also a selection of my Eoin digital artworks. Navigate your way through the site using the links which are spread across the top. As well as featuring my digital art the website also includes some selfies. There are pages dedicated to Our Lady Zàrä, the Lady Jill, my Father Mike Dunford; and various other friends and family. There are poetry pages relating to Samuel Beckett, Patrick Kavanagh, Dylan Thomas, and Andrew Marvell. There are photos of me and my amateur poetry in Irish and English. There's some digital art too as well as various other (interesting, I hope!) material. That's what's here, among other things, and thank God for the ability to make this site. Enjoy looking around and be sure to come back.
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I'm getting on with my life and worshipping and serving the Lord God Almighty. I even heard the angels declare it from above. Universal salvation & feminine divinisation. I am, at the mo, trying to perfect my understanding of an Ghaeilge (Irish) and I'm also continuing learning Gàidhlig (Scottish Gaelic), Cymraeg, and French. Languages I plan to look at in the future include Norsk (Norwegian) and Hrvatski (Croatian). And besides maintaining this website eoindunford.com it's my plan to create some further digital art (I lost my best digital artworks through an accidental delete and this is still getting to me and I mean to make up for that loss... the best ones are lost permanently malheureusement). Blessings in the skles;
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