Out of a great need, we are all holding hands and climbing
Not loving is a letting go.
Listen, the terrain around here is far too dangerous for that.
--Hafiz
photos: 'storms approaching', Springfield, Illinois 2011
~mini rant~
Day 84.
This is hard. It's hard to stay indoors day after day because the curve isn't curving fast enough, and the weather so bleak and mean. It's hard to remember to be in the 'now'--no one says you have to enjoy it, and even that is hard to remember. It's hard not to take things personally even though wise men say its one of the keys to happiness, it's hard to be 'still' and 'centered' when everywhere I turn and look, the world seems to shift and crumble away. It's hard to know who the enemy is while gun sales are skyrocketing like its the end of civilization or something. (It's hard not feel jealous of other countries whose people don't automatically think of shooting other people. And, whose leader doesn't egg them onto anarchy and widespread criminality.) It's hard that with some, god has everything to do with it and with others, god is better left out of it and maybe the funny thing is they both think the other is surely going to hell. It's hard to watch the news and not find yourself laughing to keep from crying. It's hard to keep it all together day after day, especially when I've been sleeping like the rest of covid nation and I'm feeling a little more fragile and maybe not so sensible. It's hard and I'm complaining and I promised I wouldn't. Or that if I did, I'd make it funny just like Seinfeld requires of his children. But then you should know, that's hard.
This is hard. It's hard to stay indoors day after day because the curve isn't curving fast enough, and the weather so bleak and mean. It's hard to remember to be in the 'now'--no one says you have to enjoy it, and even that is hard to remember. It's hard not to take things personally even though wise men say its one of the keys to happiness, it's hard to be 'still' and 'centered' when everywhere I turn and look, the world seems to shift and crumble away. It's hard to know who the enemy is while gun sales are skyrocketing like its the end of civilization or something. (It's hard not feel jealous of other countries whose people don't automatically think of shooting other people. And, whose leader doesn't egg them onto anarchy and widespread criminality.) It's hard that with some, god has everything to do with it and with others, god is better left out of it and maybe the funny thing is they both think the other is surely going to hell. It's hard to watch the news and not find yourself laughing to keep from crying. It's hard to keep it all together day after day, especially when I've been sleeping like the rest of covid nation and I'm feeling a little more fragile and maybe not so sensible. It's hard and I'm complaining and I promised I wouldn't. Or that if I did, I'd make it funny just like Seinfeld requires of his children. But then you should know, that's hard.
~rant over~ :))
How well you say things and how you express them with modesty and delicacy. I understand what you are saying about your country because from here it is totally crazy. It's like the fall of the Roman Empire. It's not famous here in France, it's just the bad faith of barnyard politicians. But Trump is on the level of Nero or Caligula. It's madness ruling what used to be a friendly and protective country and it's becoming more frightening than any other for the rest of the world. If not for the rest of it, I was thinking tonight that we'll have to live with it like our ancestors did with TB. Accept this lottery, and tame the idea of the near-death experience like so many other people in the world do. I wish you courage and think of you, my dear friend. Il faut vivre quand même et envisager cette période absurde avec humour
ReplyDeletethank you so much my friend, i wish the same for you too, yes we're going to need a lot of it
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ReplyDeletehere is the same thing, politicians only care about the votes and not the health of the people.. ant most of the people seems to be brainless. i have no words.. stay safe! ew :)
hi ew, thank you, it looks like it will spike again... stay safe my friend
DeleteHi Peggy. I really like to see these three blurred pictures in quietness. They would be nice posters to hang up. :))
ReplyDeletehi Pierluigi, thank you so much, i have a postcard size prints if you would like one :))
DeleteHi Paggy. Thank you so much! Is something a little tricky now . . .
DeleteI have picked the first one as my wallpaper. In earlier times I also did like to collect postcards, they are nice memories. :))