I miss my little brother Pete lots & lots - tomorrow is August, we often got to hang out together in August, our last visit together was August - I found the last birthday card he made me while cleaning my papers yesterday : it was a beautiful handmade collage with purple mountain flowers layered on undersea coral reefs and with a field and fence & stars on the other side layered with a green macro-photo of something textured .. it's really beautiful. I miss talking w/ya Pete.
Man, this heat is making my allergies go through the roof - but that's okay 'cause I have something to blame my red eyes on - I'm trying to drown my allergies in curry -so far it seems to be working, think I'll go make another cup of yummy 'thai' brand curry ramen, and get more water.
Drink lots of water everybody.
So the news: It is soooo sad. I get sad just thinking about it. Between the wars and the heat, I want to move underground where I can hide from the world whenever I want to, like a rabbit or a groundhog or something to that effect.. just come out when it's calmer, you know? It's just .. so much. The wars, the natural disasters, the sadness is so much.
Good thing my work is pretty low key today, by that I mean, lots of automated processes to do : I'm uploading a ton of content right now, and sending out an August newsletter to 15,000 + subscribers. I wonder what they are all doing to stay cool in this heat, I wonder what they think of these wars, and deaths, and sadness.
On a more positive note, I really enjoyed visiting with everyone who came over last night to hang out & play nickle. I prob. should not have stayed up until 4am+ but I was really having a lot of fun. I guess that's probably another reason I'm so emotional & feeling vulnerable today - this lack of sleep. The kids got up bright-eyed and full of glorious wonderful energy this morning at 7am - I think that's cool. I'm glad I'm able to get up so early and be there for them. I should remember to go to sleep earlier though: heh. I think I'll try to go to sleep with them at 7:30pm tonight, any bets on if I can do this? heh.
Well, I'm off to drown my sorrows and allergies in more curry, and then hopefully some exercise in an hour or two. With that, here's a glorious poem I crossed paths with on the internet today, and it reminds me of the timelessness of our issues, and the existence we tread through, we tread through together.
"The Second Coming"
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
William Butler Yeats
I also looked up the meaning behind the song "Love Spreads" by The Stone Roses, it seems to be one of many songs that make me think of my bro ; both my bro's really... and it is apparently a song about the imagery of Jesus, and the idea of that perhaps a black woman being on the crucifix... and I didn't have much time to look into it, but it's an interesting song.
This photo is from a neat green-building / futuristic architecture web site, which I've hot-linked the photo to...