Robert Frost (in poetry) traversed a snowy wood.
"Dark and deep"
But he had promises he had tokeep.
I broke some promises just tonight.
Sorry Andrew, Noah, Lucas, Phoenix, Griffen, and Kay.
Any chance, forgiveness, anyway?
My body's tired.
Many more miles ahead before I sleep.
If I don't make it, please don't weep.
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Noah/Reset
This is the darkest August day I can remember. Sunless at 7:30 am, no lighter now and no lighter in between. But no rain. I wonder (in the weird corners of my imagination) if something isn't building, has been building, and is now just bout to burst...
There's operation out there done by cardiac surgeons.
I've had one, and recently so has my father-in-law. It's called cardio-version.
My understanding is that it's a short "time out" for the heart. Stop, start again, let's try to get it right this time.
No sure thing. Sometimes it works, sometimes not. As I write this, someone I love is sitting beside a hospital bed and watching a monitor displaying her father's vital statistics.
Me, well, for reasons not worth your time to explain it, I'm 150 miles south watching a movie.
The title is Noah. There are several things about this movie I could make fun of. But I've decided not to.
Go back and read Genesis again. There are some sketchy, weird things going on about the "sons of men" and the "sons of God" and I'm not too bothered that one of latter speaks with Sean Connery's voice.
But when things get bad, irredeemably and hopelessly bad--kind of like the saying "winter is coming" (from Game of Thrones novel and series)...except now, winter is come and gone...
Well, then cardioversion, or some kind of major reset is entirely in order. and this idea that just hit me upside the head with the emotional force of a 2 x 4.
And if you're waiting to see where this line of thought is leading me, that makes two of us.
8/3/14
(And should you happen run into Methuselah, give him some damn berries!)
There's operation out there done by cardiac surgeons.
I've had one, and recently so has my father-in-law. It's called cardio-version.
My understanding is that it's a short "time out" for the heart. Stop, start again, let's try to get it right this time.
No sure thing. Sometimes it works, sometimes not. As I write this, someone I love is sitting beside a hospital bed and watching a monitor displaying her father's vital statistics.
Me, well, for reasons not worth your time to explain it, I'm 150 miles south watching a movie.
The title is Noah. There are several things about this movie I could make fun of. But I've decided not to.
Go back and read Genesis again. There are some sketchy, weird things going on about the "sons of men" and the "sons of God" and I'm not too bothered that one of latter speaks with Sean Connery's voice.
But when things get bad, irredeemably and hopelessly bad--kind of like the saying "winter is coming" (from Game of Thrones novel and series)...except now, winter is come and gone...
Well, then cardioversion, or some kind of major reset is entirely in order. and this idea that just hit me upside the head with the emotional force of a 2 x 4.
And if you're waiting to see where this line of thought is leading me, that makes two of us.
8/3/14
(And should you happen run into Methuselah, give him some damn berries!)
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