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BETHAMY CULTURAL CENTER
1803 St. Joseph Blvd. Unit 113,
Orleans, Ontario, K1C 6E7
Contact: Claude Hamel (613) 830-6836
E-mail [email protected]
"This is a non-profit eclectic corporation"
Action Ace
Ancestry.com
Proflowers
Outpost.com
Reel.com
Smarterkids.com
Sunday - Open house art gallery featuring a monthly guest artist
Monday - Baha'i Fireside for all communities
Tuesday - Widowed, separated and divorced may socialize
Wednesday - The Canadian Society of Philosophers of all ages
Thursday - The anger resolution workshop and parenting
Friday - Alcoholics Anonymous - Discover the joy of living
Saturday - The Bethamy Youth Club afford socializing
All of the above events are available every week at 7:30 PM
Free admission - Donations of food, soft drinks, and cash to help meet operational expenses are appreciated.
Open to all regardless of faith, colour and nationality. This is a non- profit, eclectic, incorporated organization.
SHARING
by Guy F. Claude Hamel, Ph. D., DD
What could be the theme?
Love is overrated
God belittled
The universe ineligible
In the process of creating
the inner self vibrates
<<The most Reb Guy F. Claude Hamel is also known since his election to the universal patriarchal see of the old catholic churches on November 22, 1966 as H.H. Prince Claudius I, is a life member of both the spiritual Frontier Canada and the Canadian authors association, has authored over 68 published books, thousands of poems and articles in canadian and american publications, created thousands of oil painting of all sizes and founded the C.S.P World News in May 1962 at Toronto, Canada along with Editions stencil and the Hamel Theater & TV production in 1972, then the Bethamy Cultural center on April 7, 1997. The Hamel Art Foundation & Museam is located at the above address.
Book list available on request. Your donation helps support the BCC programs, so please be generous, making your cheque or money order payable to Guy F. Claude Hamel. The money is applied to the BCC expenses, not to personal endeavors.>>
Where there is a hop,
Where there is a skip,
Where there is a jump,
There is a seeker after truth.
HERE�S THE WORKS
The man looked up and smiled �It keeps me from the proberbial 9-to-5 job and I�ve got four mortgage free properties, along with a pension, to keep me out of trouble. No more slavery at office attendance�
�Must be lonely for you. a widower, with all that money?� I quipped.
�I never looked for a proxy mom for my kids, he shrugged. I raised them on my own and did a good job at It; they�re both headed for college end their future will bees bright as they care to make it. Anyway. once I�m kaput, m lawyer has instruction to make sure the estate helps them in emergency�.
A cabinet filled with trophies, and tiles of honorary diplomas, Illustrated his accomplishments in both sportsmanship and academia. �All is well with H2mei�, he Grinned.
Claudius I
Universal patriarch of the old catholic churches.
THE BYLINE
Wbere there is a hope
Where there is a skip,
There�s a jump
PERFECT DAY FOR CREATING A POEM
what could be the theme?
Love is overrated.
God belittled
The universe ineligible.
In the process of creating,
The inner soil vibrates.
RISEN
God road. you monarch,
Though not of this world
Is your kInodorn:
As for others.
They keep questing for a teacher
While the rest of humanity
Remains of migrant workers.
Hamel was stricken In 1992 with cancer and his immediate response was to produce THE ANTI CANCER WAR PAPERS based on his research into natural medicine since his wife died under chemotherapy and radiation treatment in 1988 after suffering cancer since 1984. He survived thus far, and asked wether he worried about it, he shrugged �I only hope that my son will reach 21 before my transition. If I go before that, my trustees will look after my kids and affairs for the next 21 years following my demise. My trustees are Instructed to invite my kids to join the board as they reach 25. My 13-page Last Will and testament also provides for my two kids, Francois-Claude and Mireille-Claude, to gel the bulk of my estate at the end of the 21-year trusteeship�.
Never despair.
In life all is fair,
As long as your true
To your own self.
LOVERS
The absurdity, Comicality of human betise, Paradox of inconsistency in lovers� compacency.
The futility
Of kisses,
The flying imbecility of partners
From one bed to another,
The Idiocy
Of penetrating one woman
While thinking of another,
The stupidity
Of volage humans
Reductio ad absurdum.
SOBRIETY
The abstainer�s a fortunate man
Loved by sober women
Who�d despise a drunkard.
Without being prohibitionist.
He simply does not indulge
in all-out submissiveness
Abstetious is the man
Who is lifestyle-temperature
Sober In thought is the man
Who Is moderate in his affairs,
Neither ascetic
Nor abstentious the man
Who has attained seIf-mastery.
NECTAR
To Ingest the flavor,
Drink the nectar,
Absorbed in love�s rapt,
Lost in thoughts of one another.
TOLERANCE
Then Is absolutism
In the bosom of all humans,
Sort of caesarism
Yet undisclosed kaiserism
THE REVEREND FATHER
The priest gives absolution;
Sod of divine acquital
For hanky-panky.
A papa1 exoneration
For a few dollars
A matter
Of your wallet�s purgation
Wondering
What God Does
With all that money!
HARDLY UTTERING
The past Is gone.
The future just a promisory note.
What counts Is now;
My late wife�s memory.
My surviving son and daughter.
Their upbringing and pleasure,
My work.
THE ABSENT-MINDED PROFESSOR
The completeness of It, All of her completeness of emotions, A positive attractIon unqualified by simple opinion.
No ensured flatness
For cocksure best;
No absent-minded little runt
Preoccupied with neglected wonders.
Get off your Inattention,
Outright absent-mindedness,
Though you�re no star attraction,
But still can build your own nest
TRIAL DEMONO TIMELESS
We�re clearing the lot,
We play propositions,
In the absence of better things to do,
In absentia of Ms True Blue.
We write down our thoughts
Lest too much lead to minus truth,
without which Love cannot exist
Happy hours
For liberated lovers
Who felt phony rules
Are not longer without their domain,
Pleasure being there for the taking.
ONE OUT OF FIVE
Devoid of the precious presence
But not for long;
Out of five, One will belong.
Out of ten,
Two will agree;
Out of t.venty.
Four will play.
Your unoccupied flat
Need not be that way.
Terribly flatulent
Hollow the Inane lifestyle
With no one to share
Thoughts and sweet memories.
FOR SINGLES ONLY
There�s a gap
In your lonely heart,
The hiatus of which interstice
You seek to replace.
Over fifty million singles.
Unmarried, widowed,
Divorced, separated
Should be taken Seriously.
All humans are interested
In peers concerned
With sex, loneliness, business,
Professions and living arrangements.
Traveling alone, cooking,
Everything you�re endeavoring
To reach individuals who, by choice or chance.
Found themselves in a marriage-orriented society.
Together you may adjust fully,
Rediscover your lost identity.
Enhance self esteem
At every opportunity.
CREATION
Gagged up and based
On a stronger idea
Than that of a little spot
of funny touch,
Style and design
From hands divine
A cleaning lady�s wet mop
Rests against the large tree-form sculpture;
Humor hiding a large percentage
Of any males nature.
HOT COUNTRY
Presence of thunder,
He brims over with passion for her.
He boils over;
Aghast, the poor girl explodes.
Sex at the office
sowed spice into his life
ending his strife.
JOINING MY FATHER
The date of my departure was announced for the 18th in the wee hours of the morning, but the following day an and explanation awaited. The golden Christ awoke me as he bended over at my side and smiled. I asked in surprise �Wbat are you doing here?�
He vanished as my eyes recovered their normal sight. The departure Scheduled for the 18th was merely for a meeting of minds; my father and had I has never talked much with each other during his ended lifespan, nor had he with his father and the latter with his dad so on forgenerations past Into ancestry.
Upon attaining lauding status my six adult sons and I discovered that we�ve had a working relationship during their preteens, nothing In their teens and complete silence in their adulthood. Of some 14 grandchildren and five great-grandchildren have I have seen I have seen six who visited me through the good offices of my son Paul. who did the impossible thrice. My
oldest sons George and Frank were. at my daughter�s wedding, but the first minus his family. The other four did not even acknowledge their half sister�s happy day.
My change of direction occurred years earlier when I undertook to raise Mireille-Claude and Francois-Claude by myself and breathlessly guided them ever since; my first grandchild from her was my greatest blessing.
The meeting of the minds with my departed father on that October 18th clarified the truism that a tradition may be changed for the better. I used to tell my sons from my first Household �You want to know about me, read my books�, which was the equivalent of exhorting �You want an argument read my mind� at a time when none were equipped for the privilege.
As a family, my Montreal sons arid I will never be the same but, as talking friends, we have future possibilities. Perhaps they�ll join me In future sessions br meetings of the minds and I am now proceeding to do with my late father who reincarnated sometime In 1986.
THE CHRISTMAS WRITER
Fresh-smelling snow in the evergreens under a bluish sky canopying the lone figure on a stroll, hard-frozen gravel road under feet sporting a thin coat of white. �This Is the Christmas season� ponders the writer, walking stick fashioned from a tree branch caricaturing the side of the pathway.
The divinus Sagittarius has been overexposed, Santa Claus commercially abused, Govinda Eckankar busy at non.Decembrish activities.
Quoi faire?
Everything from fancy cooking to ethnic tradition has been done, but your own Inner feeling about a peace that no one but yourself can disturb. The divine babe offered an understanding of this kingdom within you, something to share with your readers, at last: a touch of kinship.
the lone figure is no longer lonely: upon return to the den, the blank sheet on the old typewriter is readily filled with an inspirational piece that comes straight from the writer inner source. A sharing of an experience gained during a particular Christmas will, an uncle on a trip when the snow fell so thick that you couldn�t see the night road nor the oncoming traffic: all things went through your mind but you didn�t want to stop on the roadside for fear of hitting the ditch or being hit by another snow-blinded driver. You just wanted to get back to your own christmas tree before midnight.
inner peace saved me many times before that night and countless times ever since. that�s something to be shared with peace.questing readers. That�s the genuine spirit of christmas past celebrating the prince of peace In the era of pre commercialism. The christmas writer is a successor of that divine babe who, in adulthood, preach �Yeah, you can do even greater things than I have done� and exhorted �be as perfect as your heavenly father is perfect�.
God inspires me: I write.
You�ve got the talent and the skill to be a sharer of the christmas season with your readers. Don�t hesitate touse your own words: some publisher out there loves your style. The rest are still maturing.