I visited my dad the other day and saw this beautiful moment of him sitting alone in his room. Usually he is asleep.
Even when I was this close he didn’t even notice I was there until I was standing right beside him. He was elated to see me.
I see these photos and feel sad about his deteriorating health and how we cannot care for his needs at home. How long can a person live like this without feeling abandoned and hopeless a bit.
Send your parents love for me. I sometimes don’t feel I am or can do enough for them myself.
A melancholy photo for my friend who owns Sears stock at .32 per share and will not sell. But the Sears Tower isn’t even called the Sears Tower anymore.
Most of thought is experience based on a future that will never arrive.
The places you will go on a cold and rainy Sunday night with cabin fever.
Over the last few weeks I learned that Tao is ‘everything’ so when I became empty I was filled with light. With love, everything that was meant for me in all the strangest most unexpected ways possible.
I also discovered that a print is ‘an impression, a stamp or seal that fixes something firmly and indelibly in someone’s mind.’
I.e. ‘his face with its clearly drawn features was printed on her memory.’
Whatever prints I give to you please take them from me now and create something you will one day come to cherish and love so much.
Distracted, despondent, disillusioned. But this is so worthwhile.