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“Not everything that is lost is forgotten. And not every loss will hurt your heart forever. . .”
One of the things I’m not good at is grief. I know what you’re supposed to do, and I know all the words that people say. Even the things you say to others. I’ve read the steps, I know all the lines but the actual grieving is the hard part. When it comes to that, I’m the type who buries it away and carries on. . . .
2018 09 03
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When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear
of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world,
and am free.-Wendell Berry
Curae leves loquuntur, ingentes stupent.
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What's Lost Spirits
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In memory of Nick.
We raised a glass of Guinness to your birthday yesterday.
Some of you know that my life's partner and traveling companion died earlier this week due to complications from lymphoma.
We had many happy travels together and now the universe has shifted. I will always look for you.
"Will we never meet again no more?"
♪ Listen
The Rankin Family- Fare thee well love
So I'll drink today, love
I'll sing to you, love
In pauper's glory, my time I'll bide
No home or ties, love
A restless rover, if I can't have you
By my side
Taking a break for a bit.
'The darker the night,
The brighter the stars,
The deeper is the grief'. ~Fyodor Dostoyevsky~
Taken @ Witchwood Oubliette
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When you've lost someone... and you realize it's forever.
Damn that hurts!
I don't ever want to go through this again.
I have to move on.
Lope de Vega
Al hombro el cielo, aunque su sol sin lumbre
de Lope de Vega
Al hombro el cielo, aunque su sol sin lumbre,
y en eclipse mortal las más hermosas
estrellas, nieve ya las puras rosas,
y el cielo tierra, en desigual costumbre.
Tierra, forzosamente pesadumbre,
y así, no Atlante, a las heladas losas
que esperan ya sus prendas lastimosas,
Sísifo sois, por otra incierta cumbre.
Suplícoos me digáis, si Amor se atreve
¿cuándo pesó con más pesar, Fernando,
o siendo fuego, o convertida en nieve?
Mas el fuego no pesa, que exhalando
la materia a su centro, es carga leve;
la nieve es agua, y pesará llorando.
Snow
Lope de Vega
On the shoulder the sky, although its sun without light
by Lope de Vega
On the shoulder the sky, although its sun without light,
and in mortal eclipse the most beautiful
stars, snow and pure roses,
and heaven earth, in unequal custom.
Earth, necessarily grief,
and so, not Atlantean, to the frozen slabs
already waiting for their pitiful garments,
Sisyphus you are, for another uncertain summit.
Please tell me, if Love dares
When did you weigh more heavily, Fernando,
or being fire, or turned into snow?
But the fire does not weigh, than exhaling
matter at its center is light load;
snow is water, and will weigh crying.
"Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul."
~Samuel Ullman
ⓒRebecca Bugge, All Rights Reserved
Do not use without permission.
An earlier version of the same motif (but not in the same weather) can be found here: www.flickr.com/photos/dameboudicca/15389823002
The name of this scultpure at the Vimy monument is 'Canada bereft' (or Mother Canada, she represents the country of Canada mourning her dead). She is the only figure carved from a single block on the monument, a block that weighed 30 tonne. She is also the largest figure on the monument.
At the Canadian National Vimy Memorial - including both this monument and a park with remains of the battlefield of Vimy Ridge, with trenches and the disrupted earth showing how the landscape looked not just here but along most of the Western front after the war.
The battle of Vimy Ridge was between Commonwealth troops (4 Canadian division and one British) and German forces on 9 to 12 April 1917 as part of the Battle of Arras. The Commonwealth had 170 000 men there, 3 598 died and 7 004 were wounded. It is not known how many of the Germans that were killed or wounded. (The memorial area also includes several Commonwealth war cemeteries.)
This monument commemorates not only the Canadians who died here, but all Canadians with no known grave from the First World War, all in all 11 169. The land was given to Canada by France in 1922 and work began in 1924 after a design by Walter Seymour Allward. It was officially unveiled in 1936 by king Edward VII.
No howl can lift the morning fog,
No paw can heal the pain once dealt.
With heads bowed low, the pack moves on—
Goodbyes are hard, but must be felt.
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My old works are here: www.flickr.com/photos/chocolate-cheese/
... because of the truths that are revealing themselves in the present situation of the Corona hysteria ... -
... about the people, the politicians, the society ... -
not that I didn't already knew these truths,
but the scale of it is devastating.
[5. April 2020]
♫ Love is a slow song
Playing on the Radio
I know every word by heart
Happiness is soft light
That we see our lives by
Only fading to the dark ♫
I took this photo around the time i lost my Real Life brother. Sent me into a dark place, and i wanted to somehow capture the emotions of grief i was feeling at that time