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A heart-shaped meadow, created by a farmer as a tribute to his late wife, can be seen from the air near Wickwar, South Gloucestershire. The point of the heart points towards Wotton Hill, where his wife was born.
twenty years in the making…..
daffodills…. ‘you can just imagine the love story’… 🥺
article
1997
breathe in, breathe out,
hold on, you’ll be okay
breathe in, breathe out
hold on, i’m here for you everyday
four months older, never wiser
troubles expected, always unrested
sudden & cruel, cancer took a jewel
hopeless & desperate, tried to trace the culprit
get rid of the pain, be a little humane
close your eyes, forget the whys
pull away, no more delay
no more air, no more pain you can’t bear
six feet under, still not sober
in the tombstone they built, i lay there with guilt
flowers for the unforgotten, fresh from lola’s garden
dead but living, this is for someone i’m terribly missing
six feet above, i look at you with love
now you’re free, 1997 kids we’ll always be
side by side, you & i
side by side, we’ll reach the sky
breathe in, breathe out,
hold on, you’re okay
breathe in, breathe out
hold on, i’ll be there with you someday
I hope one day you wake up not bearing that heavy feeling anymore.
“And who here is not buried in another person’s heart?”
— Richard Jackson, from “Filling in the Graves at a Cherokee Site,” Heartwall (University of Massachusetts, 2000)
pain is never permanent but
“If soulmates exist, they’re not found, they’re made. People meet, they get a good feeling, and then they get to work building a relationship.”
“I mean, where I’m from, most things blow up eventually, so I learned that when something dope comes along, you gotta lock it down. If you’re always frozen in fear and taking too long to think about what to do, you’ll miss your opportunity. And maybe get sucked into the propeller of a swamp boat.”
“Why choose to be good every day if there is no guaranteed reward we can count on, now or in the afterlife? I argue that we choose to be good because of our bonds with other people and our innate desire to treat them with dignity. Simply put, we are not in this alone.”
“The more human I become, the less things make sense. But that’s part of the fun, right? If there were an answer I could give you to how the universe works, it wouldn’t be special. It would just be machinery fulfilling its cosmic design. It would just be a big, dumb, food processor. But, since nothing seems to make sense, when you find something or someone that does, it’s euphoria.”
“Maybe the reason Michael can’t latch onto the ideas is because he’s immortal. Look, if you live forever, then ethics don’t matter to you because basically, there’s no consequences for your actions. You tell a lie, who cares? Wait a few trillion years, the guilt will fade. Before I can teach Michael to be good, I have to force him to think about what we used to think about: that life has an end, and therefore, our actions have meaning.”
“Remember the thought experiment where you’re driving a trolley and you can either plough into a group of people or turn and hit one person? I solved it. See, the trolley problem forces you to choose between two versions of letting other people die. The actual solution is very simple: sacrifice yourself.”
“Turns out life isn’t a puzzle that can just be solved one time and it’s done. You wake up every day, and you solve it again.”
“I guess that’s what the Good Place really is. It’s not even a ‘place’, really. It’s just having enough time with the people you love.”
“Picture a wave in the ocean. You can see it, measure it, its height, the way the sunlight refracts when it passes through, and it’s there, and you can see it, you know what it is. It’s a wave. And then it crashes on the shore, and it’s gone. But the water is still there. The wave was just a different way for the water to be for a little while.”
I love the phrase “You will be found.” I just adore it. It isn’t, “Someone will find you.” It doesn’t focus on the other, it focuses on you. Because the someone could be anyone. They could be a parent, a friend, a teacher, a colleague, a concept (like art, writing, music), or even your own self. No matter who or what that someone or something is, you are still the focus. People will help you along the way, but ultimately, you will get better, you will live another day, you will grow and flourish and blossom. You will be found.
Broadway Musicals Should Have DVD Recordings or Other Means of Being Accessible to the Public that Cannot Come See Live Shows:
a book by Everyone Who is a Huge Fan of a Musical They Have Never Seen
maybe it shouldn’t be a big deal
but as a first timer, i want to know what it feels like to celebrate monthsaries
lol he forgot our monthsary
another missed opportunity