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" Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day
‘Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven
Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please
Beyond the door, there's peace, I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven "
- Eric Clapton -
* Sometimes we need to burn our fears and forget our losses and just ride in a fast car and fly... *
" You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something... "
- TRACY CHAPMAN -
I've been taking a little bit of a break due to the sudden loss of my grandfather earlier this month. I wanted to create a photo to portray my emotions at this time. His funeral is coming up and I've just spent time thinking about what I'm doing with my real life, things I still want to accomplish, and the goals that I've made for myself. Thank you to everyone who has been understanding during my time away. I'll be returning to secondlife soon - Danielle
#AdamsPhotoChallenge
The death of any loved parent is an incalculable lasting blow because no-one ever loves you like that again... HATE
Felici, my "little Maumau", died last Wednesday - this is one of the last pictures I took of her. She was suffering from a severe kidney disease for a long time but with the help of a special medicine and a daily infusion with a physiological salt solution (my veterinarian taught me how to do that) she could lead a quite normal cat life together with her brother Fellini. But all of a sudden she stopped eating about 10 days ago and then her condition got worse and worse very quickly. On her last day she even stopped drinking water and almost couldn't walk.
My sister came up from Vienna and we both accompanied her on her last way, cuddling and caressing her until the vet told us, that her heart had stopped beating.
I've never been a "pet-person" but as my sister got her and Fellini almost 11 years ago, I somehow adopted them immediately. - So, losing her means a real loss to me, although I'm sure we did the right thing.
I'll get her ashes soon and I'll find some places in nature where I will spread it to make her part of the wilderness she never had as a home cat - that's the most comforting thought for me.
All life, as if an endless moment...
Seasons change after season.
This whole wonderful world was in white,
Then suddenly it becomes green again...
Where is the line, the one beyond which this life is?
Where is sensuality, and where is rationality?
Where is what we call MIRAGES,
And where is the inexorable reality?
And the world - it is as if woven from problems,
The mysteries in it are sometimes inexplicable,
But we live in it for some reason, why?
Everything in this world is so inexplicable...
We want it to be simple, why?
To understand everything that we do not understand?
So that no one understands
Everything that we feel and everything that we know?
What are we striving for, what do we want to understand?
First we create, and then we destroy again,
We are so used to losing so much,
That our souls become hardened from losses.
We are used to life, and it is only a moment!
I just started living, and life is already coming to an end,
And this world remains a fairy tale
A mystery, once unsolved...
Now isolated in a field, a once busy barn site is surrounded by the lifelessness of a springtime crop field. But unlike the field, the barn, silo and small crib have lost their original purpose and will not regain it. After retiring from our life's work one of the more damaging consequences is to mourn the loss of our purpose and not work to establish another for the rest of our days.
thunder is closing in. i'm drinking wine from my favorite stainless steel wine glass. the word "conductor" comes to mind.
i've been in SL almost 19 years. I've met and lost alot of people. Friends have passed and it always hurts. But this one shattered my whole heart.
***if you think SL is a game then you've already lost. ***
Masque... i will miss you forever. You touched a part of my soul with our friendship for the last 11 years.... I love you.
i will always be your ...Envy Motherfuckin' Watts
Rest easy my friend
Our travels together never really got off the ground. Just flights of fancy.. On the Orient Express, through Moroccan markets.. Bathing in faraway volcanic springs.. Anywhere but here.
You were the first and deepest friend I made in these pixelated lands.. And even as we drifted in and out over fourteen years, I missed you the most.
I will take you in my heart to Iceland, darling.. I promise.
For Kou, who was taken from us in summer -
"There are days when you wake up happy;
Again inside the fullness of life,
Until the moment breaks
And you are thrown back
Onto the black tide of loss.
Days when you have your heart back,
You are able to function well
Until in the middle of work or encounter,
Suddenly with no warning,
You are ambushed by grief." -For Grief by John O’Donohue
15-November-2024
Sunny peaks with mild and dry air, shady valley with frosty, humid and cold air: it is a classic of some alpine valleys, plains and basins in conditions of high pressure and calm wind during the late autumn and winter period.
The valley hoar frost (produced by freezing fog that then dissolved) makes this air column reversal gradient evident.
The cold air, heavier, stagnates towards the bottom while the warm, lighter, air slides above it, so every long night with clear skies the air in the valley becomes colder and more humid.
It is an orographic/microclimatic self-produced cold, due to the loss of heat from soil towards space which occurs mainly during the late autumn (and winter) long clear nights but which also persists during the day, due to the weak and low sun on the horizon, with greater evidence in the shaded areas.
She rises from the still water carrying both life and loss. In the Abbott Marshlands, every dawn is written in quiet exchanges, where nothing is wasted and every creature belongs to the same enduring story.
Regno Unito Londra, Sloane Square, Autunno 2014
L'imponente atrio centrale di uno dei più antichi centri commerciali di Londra, Peter Jones. L'originale negozio Peter Jones è stato istituito in Sloane Square da un mercante di stoffe Welsh nel 1870. La ristrutturazione attuale dell'edificio è stato fatto mentre i clienti trasportati sullo shopping per evitare una chiusura molto tempo che avrebbe causato una perdita di personale e clienti ai rivali. Guardando questa immagine non ho potuto fare altro che pensare ai gironi infernali danteschi!
The impressive central atrium of one of the oldest shopping centre in London, Peter Jones. The original Peter Jones shop was established in Sloane Square by a Welsh draper in the 1870s. The actual renovation of the building has been done while customers carried on shopping to avoid a long time closure that would have caused a loss in staff and costumers to rivals. Watching this image I could not help but think of the infernal circles of Dante!
Does that sound strange? Well, let me tell you, it was indeed a strange sight to encounter. In this field, there were scores of dead grasshoppers clinging to these slender stalks. I was simply amazed. When I saw this pair, it really struck a chord. For some reason, it made me think of lost love. You know, losing a lover, the loss of a friendship, the loss of self-love. I'm sure that you catch my drift. Anyway, I found this to be very sad and yet comforting at the same time. After all, they died in each other's arms.
Mojave desert tortoise
The desert tortoise has been around for over 10 million years. Once very numerous, their numbers have dropped precipitously due to a number of factors: poaching, climate change, predation of young by ravens, and loss of habitat. Here in California, not only are they facing all of these issues, but more and more, solar companies are taking vast tracts of desert land for solar farms...which destroys their habitat. These tortoises recently gained protection as endangered species.
Old cemetery Freiburg, Germany. Black and white version. Can`t really decide if I like black and white or colour better...
When I saw this scene something about the stillness, the light and the setting spoke to me of loss. Since the Princess was with me I thought mainly of those who lose a young child and I couldn't imagine the pain that must cause. My heartfelt sympathies to all of who have lost a child.
I love Susan's (aka mothernature) words much better than mine: It is a vision of what used to be.
Thanks for your friendship and visits.
February 2007, Hoytville, Ohio
"for god & country"
Hoytville had a population of 296 in the year 2000.
Job 1
Prologue
1 In the land of Uz there lived a man whose name was Job. This man was blameless and upright; he feared God and shunned evil. 2 He had seven sons and three daughters, 3 and he owned seven thousand sheep, three thousand camels, five hundred yoke of oxen and five hundred donkeys, and had a large number of servants. He was the greatest man among all the people of the East.
4 His sons used to take turns holding feasts in their homes, and they would invite their three sisters to eat and drink with them. 5 When a period of feasting had run its course, Job would send and have them purified. Early in the morning he would sacrifice a burnt offering for each of them, thinking, "Perhaps my children have sinned and cursed God in their hearts." This was Job's regular custom.
Job's First Test
6 One day the angels came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them. 7 The LORD said to Satan, "Where have you come from?"
Satan answered the LORD, "From roaming through the earth and going back and forth in it."
8 Then the LORD said to Satan, "Have you considered my servant Job? There is no one on earth like him; he is blameless and upright, a man who fears God and shuns evil."
9 "Does Job fear God for nothing?" Satan replied. 10 "Have you not put a hedge around him and his household and everything he has? You have blessed the work of his hands, so that his flocks and herds are spread throughout the land. 11 But stretch out your hand and strike everything he has, and he will surely curse you to your face."
12 The LORD said to Satan, "Very well, then, everything he has is in your hands, but on the man himself do not lay a finger."
Then Satan went out from the presence of the LORD.
13 One day when Job's sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother's house, 14 a messenger came to Job and said, "The oxen were plowing and the donkeys were grazing nearby, 15 and the Sabeans attacked and carried them off. They put the servants to the sword, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
16 While he was still speaking, another messenger came and said, "The fire of God fell from the sky and burned up the sheep and the servants, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
17 While he was still speaking, another messenger came and said, "The Chaldeans formed three raiding parties and swept down on your camels and carried them off. They put the servants to the sword, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
18 While he was still speaking, yet another messenger came and said, "Your sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother's house, 19 when suddenly a mighty wind swept in from the desert and struck the four corners of the house. It collapsed on them and they are dead, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
20 At this, Job got up and tore his robe and shaved his head. Then he fell to the ground in worship 21 and said:
"Naked I came from my mother's womb,
and naked I will depart.
The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away;
may the name of the LORD be praised."
22 In all this, Job did not sin by charging God with wrongdoing.
(Toronto, ON; summer 2010.)