HERE IT IS:

The Mind Treads Through Strange Thinkings When You Have Nothing Left (that you care) To Lose:

For instance, what if there is some type of sacred, or divine, energy, that brings loss to us, so that this energy can effectively see through our ugly past and pain.., into the universal abundance of light and gain?

If we can fuse hydrogen into helium, why not?

We are made of the stars after all...

Perhaps I should tread more lightly and not concern myself so much with corporeal limitations...?

I already feel like an empty vessel.

I want so badly to fill it up

(.take.another.one.).

Despair, Terror, and those other undesirable Types have taken up too much space already.

It's time for this to start to stop.

Everything stops ... Eventually.

*I wrote this on 11-21-11 while waiting for the medical examiner to come and pronounce my dad's "official" TOD.

.****.

My father was only one man. A great man, yes, but I included a more intimate post today because of the thousands of lives taken from us 11 years ago today. I am only one person. We are only one family. The people of New York, the United States, and around the world, instantly lost so many.

I guess I'm saying.., this is my dedication to the victims, the heroes, the dead, the survivors, and all of us affected.

With love,

DAH.

*** this photo is actually not edited, the g12 has a color swap option as a live function! :)

HERE IT IS:

The Mind Treads Through Strange Thinkings When You Have Nothing Left (that you care) To Lose:

For instance, what if there is some type of sacred, or divine, energy, that brings loss to us, so that this energy can effectively see through our ugly past and pain.., into the universal abundance of light and gain?

If we can fuse hydrogen into helium, why not?

We are made of the stars after all...

Perhaps I should tread more lightly and not concern myself so much with corporeal limitations...?

I already feel like an empty vessel.

I want so badly to fill it up

(.take.another.one.).

Despair, Terror, and those other undesirable Types have taken up too much space already.

It's time for this to start to stop.

Everything stops ... Eventually.

*I wrote this on 11-21-11 while waiting for the medical examiner to come and pronounce my dad's "official" TOD.

.****.

My father was only one man. A great man, yes, but I included a more intimate post today because of the thousands of lives taken from us 11 years ago today. I am only one person. We are only one family. The people of New York, the United States, and around the world, instantly lost so many.

I guess I'm saying.., this is my dedication to the victims, the heroes, the dead, the survivors, and all of us affected.

With love,

DAH.

I had just finished benching a super nice line of freights and was thinking out loud to myself. What I don't do to get my fix... ; )

HERE IT IS:

The Mind Treads Through Strange Thinkings When You Have Nothing Left (that you care) To Lose:

For instance, what if there is some type of sacred, or divine, energy, that brings loss to us, so that this energy can effectively see through our ugly past and pain.., into the universal abundance of light and gain?

If we can fuse hydrogen into helium, why not?

We are made of the stars after all...

Perhaps I should tread more lightly and not concern myself so much with corporeal limitations...?

I already feel like an empty vessel.

I want so badly to fill it up

(.take.another.one.).

Despair, Terror, and those other undesirable Types have taken up too much space already.

It's time for this to start to stop.

Everything stops ... Eventually.

*I wrote this on 11-21-11 while waiting for the medical examiner to come and pronounce my dad's "official" TOD.

.****.

My father was only one man. A great man, yes, but I included a more intimate post today because of the thousands of lives taken from us 11 years ago today. I am only one person. We are only one family. The people of New York, the United States, and around the world, instantly lost so many.

I guess I'm saying.., this is my dedication to the victims, the heroes, the dead, the survivors, and all of us affected.

With love,

DAH.

*weather permitted a metro trip. maring stayed so long with habagat that people got tired of the extended holiday. got worried of the after effects... damaged properties, lost lives and livelihood, and the deteriorating health of those affected. although it did exhibit the resilience of us filipinos. that ever waterproof spirit. but then, the current, other national issue on the pork barrel scam got even more attention because what could have been used to help build new and better infrastructure, provide better health benefits, employment, education, etc... was pocketed by a few thick skinned folks. frustrating. the rains had stopped. but this other storm that the country's facing will require more than the filipino's waterproof spirit. extra prayers for the country. 08222013

HERE IT IS:

The Mind Treads Through Strange Thinkings When You Have Nothing Left (that you care) To Lose:

For instance, what if there is some type of sacred, or divine, energy, that brings loss to us, so that this energy can effectively see through our ugly past and pain.., into the universal abundance of light and gain?

If we can fuse hydrogen into helium, why not?

We are made of the stars after all...

Perhaps I should tread more lightly and not concern myself so much with corporeal limitations...?

I already feel like an empty vessel.

I want so badly to fill it up

(.take.another.one.).

Despair, Terror, and those other undesirable Types have taken up too much space already.

It's time for this to start to stop.

Everything stops ... Eventually.

*I wrote this on 11-21-11 while waiting for the medical examiner to come and pronounce my dad's "official" TOD.

.****.

My father was only one man. A great man, yes, but I included a more intimate post today because of the thousands of lives taken from us 11 years ago today. I am only one person. We are only one family. The people of New York, the United States, and around the world, instantly lost so many.

I guess I'm saying.., this is my dedication to the victims, the heroes, the dead, the survivors, and all of us affected.

With love,

DAH.

HERE IT IS:

The Mind Treads Through Strange Thinkings When You Have Nothing Left (that you care) To Lose:

For instance, what if there is some type of sacred, or divine, energy, that brings loss to us, so that this energy can effectively see through our ugly past and pain.., into the universal abundance of light and gain?

If we can fuse hydrogen into helium, why not?

We are made of the stars after all...

Perhaps I should tread more lightly and not concern myself so much with corporeal limitations...?

I already feel like an empty vessel.

I want so badly to fill it up

(.take.another.one.).

Despair, Terror, and those other undesirable Types have taken up too much space already.

It's time for this to start to stop.

Everything stops ... Eventually.

*I wrote this on 11-21-11 while waiting for the medical examiner to come and pronounce my dad's "official" TOD.

.****.

My father was only one man. A great man, yes, but I included a more intimate post today because of the thousands of lives taken from us 11 years ago today. I am only one person. We are only one family. The people of New York, the United States, and around the world, instantly lost so many.

I guess I'm saying.., this is my dedication to the victims, the heroes, the dead, the survivors, and all of us affected.

With love,

DAH.