THAT Explains It!!!!

 

The Illusion Of All Illusions - Can YOU see?

This is called 

The Coffer Illusion

In this image there are 16 circles

Can you find them?

The Coffer Illusion is a fascinating example of a visual phenomenon where the observer's perception alternates between seeing shapes and not seeing them.

In this specific illusion, the image contains 16 circles, which are often not immediately noticeable.

This occurs because the human brain is more attuned to processing straight lies and angles in this context, rather than curves or circles.  As a result, the circles, which are formed by the arrangement of other shapes and lines, become "Hidden in Plain Sight".

The Coffer Illusion highlights the complex ways in which our visual system interprets and organizes visual information, demonstrating how easily our perception can be deceived by clever arrangement of simple geometric shapes.

Here's a hint:

Once you see it, you can't unsee.
Concentrate on the Vertical lines between the boxes, the circle is in the center of those lines.

I could not see the circles until I enlarged the photo!

This came from instagram page: howeverythingworks   on May 29, 2024

"Gathering Courage Every Single Day"

When you learn that it's about what's inside of you, 

instead of what's outside of you, 

THEN YOU'VE GOT POWER"!!

Strength is not on the outside.

When you have strength in here, 

that's when you've got the power.

 

Meryl Streep Shares "A Momentous Moment"

This is me coming home from an audition for King Kong where I was told I was too 'ugly' for the role. It was a momentous moment for me.

That ill-intentioned opinion could have shattered my dreams of becoming an actress or forced me to pull myself together and believe in myself.

I took a breath and said, 'I'm sorry you think I'm too ugly for your movie but yours is just an opinion out of thousands.'

To this day, I have 18 Oscar nominations.

- Meryl Streep

Riddle of the Month

 

Ready for a tidal wave of confusion?

Use your super sleuth skills to solve the viral

"There's a woman in a boat" riddle.

Our phones offer endless forms of entertainment and education, and what better way to fill a few minutes of free time and exercise your brain than a simple riddle? There’s one viral brain teaser that has people staring blankly at their screens wondering if they need a second cup of coffee to activate those cognitive skills. The viral “There’s a woman in a boat” riddle is a popular puzzle that has people who can typically solve hard riddles super stumped.

Unlike many riddles that challenge your smarts, this head-scratcher becomes a bit more simple when you see that the answer is in the riddle. While some riddles (like “If I had four eggs…”) test your math skills, the “There’s a woman in a boat” riddle is more of a mystery to your cranium’s creativity. Good luck!

There is a woman in a boat, on a lake, wearing a coat. If you want to know her name, it’s in the riddle I just wrote. What’s her name?

The Hint
Read the riddle a few times, and the answer will appear. It’s not a long riddle, so you can look at it in small parts. Focus on the beginning of the riddle. Don’t overthink the teaser. The woman’s name is not a common one and could be replaced with your name or your best friend’s name.

The Answer
“There” is the woman’s name.
“There’s a woman in a boat” riddle revealed

The Viral
“There’s a woman in a boat” riddle achieves the primary goal of a good short riddle: It leaves you confused and hunting for the solution in places that take you further away from the answer. While “There” is not a traditional moniker, it serves the purpose of having you swimming for answers in faraway waters. Once you figure out the riddle, it seems super silly, but you’ll probably ask a few friends to try to solve it.

Did you enjoy this riddle? If so, you’ll love our other viral riddles and brain teasers. And if you really want to give your brain a workout, try our more challenging riddles.

See original from Reader's Digest HERE

Riddle of the Month!

TRY TO FIGURE IT OUT BEFORE YOU READ BELOW!!!

This is a deceptively tricky riddle! 

If your first thought was that Mr. Smith has eight children, you’re not alone. Lots of people think that each daughter has one brother, making four daughters and four brothers, which equals eight children. 

But nope, that’s not right! 

The riddle seems like a math test on the surface, but it’s actually all about reading comprehension.

The answer to the riddle is … five. 

Mr. Smith has five children. Each of his daughters has a brother, but they all share the same brother. Therefore, four daughters plus one brother equals five children in total. Grammar nerds might have gotten this one right before math lovers!

Of course, it’s called the “Mr. Smith had four daughters” riddle, so you could interpret that past tense “had” in two ways: 

First, that Mr. Smith had four daughters—i.e., that four daughters were born to him. 

Or you could read it to mean that Mr. Smith used to have four daughters, they all died, in which case the answer to how many children he had might be one.

However, the more commonly accepted interpretation is the first one: that Mr. Smith has four daughters and one son, making five children in total.

From Reader's Digest - original HERE

I Gave You My All

By Joanne Boyle

I gave you my eyes, 

so that you can see,

that each piece of you,

is a piece of me.

I gave you my heart,

so that you can know.

I am with you,

wherever you go.

I gave you my voice,

so that you can speak,

and say how you feel

each day of the week.

I gave you all of my pieces,

but you fill each hole.

You are My Child.

My Heart and Soul.

You can find the author

HERE

PAUL HARVEY'S LETTER TO HIS GRANDCHILDREN

We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.

I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.

I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.

I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.

And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.

It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.

I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him.

When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her.

I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.

On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.

If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.

I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.

When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.

I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy / girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.

May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.

I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it... And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he/she is not your friend.

I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.

May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.

I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.

These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.

Are YOU AN ISFJ?

The Visitor

 by Ken Merrell

When I was 18, as I was preparing to serve a mission for my church, my bishop called me to teach the 3 year old class. I had never before learned to love others more than myself until I had served those children in such a simple assignment. With time and patience I learned how to keep those seven children in their seats and listening to a simple lesson.

One day I invited Mike to come to church and sit in my class. Mike was my age but had stopped attending church completely by the time he was 12. We had remained friends over the years as I had served as a helper for the kids my age.  He had been the topic of many fellowshipping discussions and was often part of my prayers as the years had passed. Once in a while Mike would accept my invitations to come to an activity. It always surprised me when he did, so I kept inviting him.

At that time, Mike had long, black hair and a beard. His complexion was dark and pleasant. I don’t remember when I invited him to my Primary class, but one day he showed up.

“Class, I would like to introduce you to my friend Mike,” is how I began my lesson. “He is visiting us today.”

Mike sat next to me in front. The children sat in a semicircle with their eyes fixed on him. They were much quieter than usual. I was about five or six minutes into the lesson when one little boy got up from his chair and walked across the room and stood directly in front of my friend. The boy paused for a moment and then climbed onto his lap. I continued with the lesson as I watched the two of them from the corner of my eye.

The boy sat looking into Mike’s face. Mike was quite uncomfortable but did not interrupt the lesson or turn the boy away. The other children watched the two of them for a few minutes.

Then one of the girls climbed off her seat and approached Mike. I was intently interested in seeing how Mike would react and did not want to instruct the two children to return to their seats. The girl stood with her hand on Mike’s knee looking into his face.

Then it happened. The boy on Mike’s lap reached up with both hands and turned Mike’s face directly to his. I stopped my lesson to see what was about to unfold.

With the innocence of a child, he said to Mike, “Are you Jesus?”

The look on Mike’s face was total surprise. It seemed, as I glanced at the children’s faces, they all had the same question on their minds.

Mike looked at me as if to say, Help, what do I say?

I stepped in. “No, this is not Jesus. This is His brother.”

Mike looked at me as if in shock.

Then without hesitation the boy in Mike’s lap reached up and wrapped his arms around Mike’s neck. “I can tell,” the boy said as he hugged Mike.

The rest of the children smiled and nodded in agreement as their simple question was answered. Mike blinked back the tears in response to the love he felt from this small child. The lesson went on, but that day the teacher who taught the most was a three-year-old child.

Mike spent more than a year getting ready to serve a mission. It thrilled me to learn that he left for the mission field a few months before I returned. I still think of the scripture in Matthew 18:5: 

“And whoso shall receive one such little child in my name receiveth me.”

This story is slightly modified - find original story HERE

May 2000