Abby

My sweet Abby.

You don't know me anymore than I know you.

I was there. I was with you. Bugs, frogs Madagascar hissing roaches.

Who you are now, there is a part of me.

I will never forget you.

I am not what they say.

You, me all are subject to others. Memories are real and some are only relayed to us to sift through.

Reach out I will grab your hand.

Your life gave me life. 

I hold tight.

Follow the second star on the right, straight on til morning.

Uncle Cary

The grace of life

You do not always have to be strong but only  to feel and cry and time will come that you  will be okay

For this is life. People and things come and go and we are changed by the passings and grow strength through the experience of pain. 

Follow the blood trail

Trustworthy of a person is based on their nature foul mouthed or not.

This is supposed to be based on a study.the conclusion being that the more verbal vulgarities the more trustworthy the person.  Ever hung out at a lawyers bar?

I like the story of the frog and the scorpion the scorpion asks the frog to take him across the river and the frog says I can't because you will sting me and the scorpion says I won't sting you because we both will drown so the frog says OK but halfway across the river the scorpion stings the frog and the frog says to the scorpion you stung me now we're going to both drown and the scorpion says nonchalantly it's in my nature.

You are too pretty to be thinking right now. So stop or keep it up.  I follow my nature. Beetle or human. We are organisms. Curse or gift of the evolved brain. I ignore society's manufactured consent. 

Approach first with kindness.

 After?

 Above ALL else. Be true to yourself. And swing away. 

They serve food and drinks

They serve frivolity. Friendship. Conversation. Togetherness And a bill.

I'm am biding my time

There are perfect moments
in life. When you are in a moment of bliss. Contentment and joy. Elated. Like a happy ending in a movie after the characters have struggled through hardship and dilemma. I always wonder as the credits role, "what now?"  Because you and I know that after the credits comes the fall. The roller coaster of living. Up and down. Thrills and spills. We are never finished. Not here nor after here. 

It's beautiful the dichotomy of our lives. The Yin and Yang. Just when we reach the pentacle we reset to start again. But I know and hope you know this is only a reality of this physical world. Life can be be an avoidance of accumulation, and instead a  practice of patience, love and focus. Fine tuning our belief that all there is to life here is to love and be loved. All else is our will fighting to stay against what is beyond.

What seems important here
Is only in our choice, fear fuels the fire.  Yet we do not have to submit.

Let go of the preconceived. Let go of the ought to, the you should, the how it is supposed to be.

All this goes on without you, all this is a dream, all this is a measure of what we can be beyond what what we know here.