New cycle.

One of the most common truths of life is that we all take for granted things that simply are.
Whether a spouse, a friend, a family, or a home, after enough time has passed, that person, place, or situation becomes the accepted norm in our lives.

It is not until we confront the unexpected, not until the normal is no more, that we truly come to appreciate what once we had.

I have said this, I have known this, I have felt it so many times.

Death and Life.
With each cycle, my understanding and appreciation of my loved ones grow.
And so too, does my despair.

The ending and beginning of each cycle is a period of tumultuous confusion.
But each and every time there is a promise, frozen in time.
Promise that things will stay the same between us, that the shared experiences, emotions and memories will always remain unchanged, always ours.
The passage of time deludes us all. The perception of time deludes us all.
Perception is biased, and differs from one person to the next.What you value most about a memory, may be completely forgotten by the others.

I find myself off balance again, as another cycle of my life begins.
The threads of fate slip between my fingers.
I cannot catch them, cannot sort through their intertwined bodies.
As the old cycle ends, and the new one begins, time diminishes.
Every moment crystallizes into one of importance.
The colors become more vivid, the sounds more acute and meaningful and pleasurable, the friendships more endearing.

The shattering of the normal routine, brings life back, so paradoxically, considering the catalyst is after all,
the imminence of death.
But though I have experienced this, have become seasoned, I cannot prepare.
For who can prepare for death?

Like a drowning man I cling to the past.
I long for times past, for the status quo.
To brace myself in the past, in long lost memories, for the comfort of the familiar.
But the passage of time moves ever onward, and I am but a child in its currents.


As the memories fade away, new ones come to take their place.
Before it all disappears, I say good bye, and make another promise.
Like I have before.
This time it will be better, this time I will love and cherish those dear to me, to write a new chapter better than the ones I have lived before.
And because it has gotten slightly better with each cycle
I will believe.
To live life, is to have hope.

The New Start.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZyPFVJdlxh0

Keep your own counsel.
But it is so lonely.

The board is clean.
All the mistakes in the past.
All the pain and the misery.
It will not happen again.

To the next chapter.

The road may be long and twisted.
The woods may be dark and haunted.
But I will find my way
I will find the light at the end of the path
And in hoisting it, proclaim my victory.

For the children is the king
Their laughter the queen
I am but a lonely pawn
Who asks to be forgiven

I will charge into the trenches
Emboldened with my countrymen
Like maggots we will die
In defense of the eternal flame
Of hope, and courage
Of love and laughter.

Requiesta en Pace

God Save Us Everyone
Will We Burn Inside the Fires of a Thousand Suns
For the Sins of our Hand
The Sins of our Tongue
The Sins of our Father
The Sins of our Young


For my Father.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lg2vXr8w3Tw

Asterisk

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One day at a time.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-U2JdiHBsc

Diana's theme.

7 chambers of the human heart

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kh_YCSW5lPc&feature=relmfu

Only make mistakes once. 

Wait on the 3rd and don't let go. 

The 2nd.

Good bye
Lo.L

Thank you for everything.

Rock N Roll Baby

Lin Dan. 

'Nough said

When you read this, sometime in the far future, and you still have the mental capacity to remember why you wrote this, then I will know you have succeeded.