on passing by rooms of escaped...
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this past week has proven overly difficult. each day held its own particular obstacles and restrictions to my acquisition of peace. half way through the journey, i truly felt the weekend was merely a mirage. as i spend these few moments peering into your world tonight, i reflect on the complexity of my week and count my blessings that i survived it's struggle.i'm sure there are those of you that can fully understand my perspective.
the attached piece is intentional and speaks specifically to a particular reader. one thing i have learned from this experience is to be appropriately cognizant of the implications presented via this platform. at any given time, my opinion - previously shared - can come back to haunt me. perhaps that is the purpose of my writing in the big scheme of things - to keep me grounded.
as the saying goes:
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life lesson #89 - how to be a dad.
and now the day is nearly done. darkness creeps in - filling up all the empty spaces. i stop for one brief moment to remember the significance of this date. were he still alive, the man responsible for half of my creation would be 89 today. i can't say that i would have spent the day any different if he were here. we never seemed to share that bond between father and son you read about in fairy tales. and while he did do his "job" of "teaching" me things father's do - how to shoot a gun, fish, change the oil in my car - perhaps the greatest lesson i learned from him was how to be a dad. isn't it poignantly fitting that we more often learn how to do something right after seeing it done so wrong; and deciding to learn from the mistake rather than become victim to the same recurring fate?
abandon
i fear
that i will never understand from what authority -
you disallow?
how ludicrous -
the signs you post -
inscribed with such callous - un-intent!
sad,
it must be -
unable to respond -
responsible to guilt -
imprisoned inside a tomb - of should...
and while your hope floats away,
upon a breeze of - nonchalance -
my - could -
remains captive -
bound by chains unseen -
victim to your abrupt,
yet rehearsed,
abandon!
