Death is Like This & I'm Sorry for Them All (9-11 attacks were 11 years ago today).
HERE IT IS:
The Mind Treads Through Strange Thinkings When You Have Nothing Left (that you care) To Lose:
For instance, what if there is some type of sacred, or divine, energy, that brings loss to us, so that this energy can effectively see through our ugly past and pain.., into the universal abundance of light and gain?
If we can fuse hydrogen into helium, why not?
We are made of the stars after all...
Perhaps I should tread more lightly and not concern myself so much with corporeal limitations...?
I already feel like an empty vessel.
I want so badly to fill it up
Despair, Terror, and those other undesirable Types have taken up too much space already.
It's time for this to start to stop.
Everything stops ... Eventually.
*I wrote this on 11-21-11 while waiting for the medical examiner to come and pronounce my dad's "official" TOD.
My father was only one man. A great man, yes, but I included a more intimate post today because of the thousands of lives taken from us 11 years ago today. I am only one person. We are only one family. The people of New York, the United States, and around the world, instantly lost so many.
I guess I'm saying.., this is my dedication to the victims, the heroes, the dead, the survivors, and all of us affected.
*sorry for the resolution, this was a short notice posting! :/