I appreciate the textual repartee, *zion.*
Your counterpoint to my being taken in by beloved but themselves misled preachers and teachers is a perfect match to my angst over this mixed bag of a life.
Your posts are gratefully acknowledged!
CoCo
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I appreciate the textual repartee, *zion.*
Your counterpoint to my being taken in by beloved but themselves misled preachers and teachers is a perfect match to my angst over this mixed bag of a life.
Your posts are gratefully acknowledged!
CoCo
Today, today, as with all those new days before,
I awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal
Flights of fancy, and that they should take
Me through the break of day, lifting me
Skyward, such a silly, ordinary thing.
A child at heart and full of hope, I took for the
Hill outside my perch and said a prayer to
Icarus that, perhaps, he should favor
My plea to enter, but carefully so,
That realm where he once was.
I bowed my head, spoke my heart, and cast
Eyes toward eternal sun and lifted off the
Earth that held me fast, but now gave
Release to this boy who would not
Be told what dreams cannot be.
How you live your life
Concerns me not, but,
Strangely, pulls me in.
What is this curious
Sickness that stirs me
For reasons unknown?
Where you are not,
I have no wish to be.
When you shed this life,
I shall not care if the sky
Is blue, if birds still sing.
Why you attract me so,
I will likely never know.
Who, really, are you to
Exercise such control,
But never a word at all?
Never ...
what One culls from the masses those blind and deaf?
answer me if you know.
what voice...which words reveal the meaning of this...
elephant in the room?
Thank you, Myelaine ...
I ponder as that horrid beast 'pon sinking bosom does press,
Making difficult these futile endeavors to sweet air breathe.
CoCo Asphyxiate
CoCo you are a curious fellow.
your writings have a strange and magnetic quality and I just wonder who you really are?
are you writing because you have an obsessive love of language and poetry or is there something that disturbs you about life, love meaning that cries out for expression.
Dearest Nancy,
You are such a kind person.
I am a struggling asthmatic who truly wonders from day to day when that one particular breath should be my last:
I ponder as that horrid beast 'pon sinking bosom does press,
Making difficult these futile endeavors to sweet air breathe.
There is an urgency, an unrestrained melancholy to my writing because I have lost so much; I see no hope of regaining a real life but by means of the fantasy I create through the agency of our beloved English expression. In the society of real flesh-and-blood I am a good and companionable bloke, but everyone in my community is couples and families, and there is little, if any, reaching out to singles.
I am resigned to my life yet count my blessings, for they are many.
With gratitude, dear Drew girl ... ....
CoCo
CoCo,
I'm a 60 yr old woman who has spent her life in pursuit of a dream. That dream was for a happy an peaceful world for all however I also was looking for the truth about our situation whether any of this was possible.
i involved myself in many paths campus radical, communes, meditation groups, jw's and now all i can say is I have lived honestly and have followed my conscience whatever the cost.
Have i found the answers i want? not really. everything seems to be a dead end. The reason i say this is don't feel too sad or alone were all here together and life is not fair most of us just live at our set point of happiness and put one foot in front of the other and every now and then theres a surprise.
i can see how in your writings theres strong feelings and you convey much with language. Anytime you have gift as you do for writing and work hard at it you can get satisfaction.
whatever our fate in all of this is we can at least be satisfied that we looked at the monster and stood our ground.
Thank you, Nancy, for your words. They are a much appreciated gift.
Putting one foot in front of the other and carrying on is all one can do. The fine examples of endurance on JWN and amongst friends and family encourage me. Life, as you say, isn't fair. All right, then. Let's make the best of it. There are those occasional surprises, and I've been the recipient of some good ones.
Life really is good and I'm glad to be where I am. It seems you, too, have a fine but realistic outlook. That's very good!
Once again, I express gratitude for your kindness toward me and what I write.
CoCo
Bttt for recovering ...
Bless you,
CoCo