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life / thoughts / words

Can I give a definition? It can be given by a mother, contained by a seed, carried by the wind; birds in flight. Is is light, breath, touch; the warm sun on your cheek. But also that daily commute, traffic helicopters and the distant cries of neighborhood kids. Hints of living, sensory perception.
Life, it is something I try to live. It is my face, my voice, my interactions with others; mental souvenirs, recipes, a vast collection of memories and schoolbook facts. The ebb and flow of remembering and forgetting. And, then there’s the intangible stuff, that which gets snuffed out when the fat lady stops singing and curtain finally falls. But what to do until that moment, tomorrow or four decades from now? The silent cat casting its shadow, stretching out, making my feet feel cold; a half remembered dream creeping up on you, a sudden movement caught in the corner of your eye. Maybe that is life…

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“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.”  Miss Piggy

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