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6 days ago
in whatever time remains for me for paths unknown, winding to the eternal sea more yeses, less no's more music consoling winds to fully trust all the love i live in. in whatever time remains for me for kindness passing energies sweetened gentle, calm and free, there rolls around a soft, warm cuddlly Memory. thinking of how it all goes in a blink, I wanted those whose loving ways have kept me fed, to know they are missed. instead, as I turn to bed... alone, unkissed -- through trails of sadness the ache of emptied bliss confuse and leave what definition of friend may yet comfort me. what was or tried to be lives on in some distant thread woven in the imagery , of such are our dreams fed. For what was not may yet be trailing a long ...
17 days ago
"All the lonely people, where did they all come from?" Now, I think that is from a Beatles song but am not certain. If anyone reads this and does know for certain, please help us out with more definition as to the bloom that still goes round in my head. Quite frankly, I was busy being mommy to three beautiful little boys -- that is a full time glory; and how I still burn a bit whenever I let my thoughts descend into obvilion.
21 days ago
My staying longer has made no one better than they would have been without my presence -- perhaps better off without me. The mind pitches and rolls and clamors our ears with the too much sublime. An earthling we are. We're not here for very long, soon my own time will be gone. And when I look at the millions of years just to get us where we are (still playing at wars - speaks all for itself; nothing has ever been made better off, more well fed or educated). One generation or two and the lessons learned from past wars carry home fish from the day's catch. I don't know. Is somebody trying to BE right? Think they have all the answers for their turn at playing "soldiers"? If toy manufacturers would stop making all the military games, the video filled with violence and gore.. No one has been able to draw the eyes and hearts to higher perches, where Eagles nest and we're far too high to be pulled into skirmishes of any kind. If you live long enough you will see every ...
19 days ago
It hurts (doesn't it) when you realize that someone you thought you could always count on (no matter what, especially if you were dying) is and never will be there for you...not for all the lifetime you thought you'd share. Certainly it is bitter a drink as hemlock and it carries all the potent disastrous results. Abandonment. Aloneness. The man who went on that rampage at F. Hood was said to have asked someone at the mosque where he worshiped, to help him find a wife. It's cold out there when no one is there -- if only to hear you, hold you, become a part of you and your living of your life. America has to stretch to a higher Vision. We can no longer be all for all. No one holds that ability more sacred than I; however, we must bring all those human beings, etched like ants on such desolate terrain, we must bring them home. We must set our own house in order. President Obama, I hope you are hearing the cries to set this ship aright, bring the USA back to the finest ...
27 days ago
“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity...” John Muir
