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2000 HEARTBEATS

"I've been around for you 
I've been up and down for you
but I just can't get any relief
I've swallowed my pride for you
I've lived and lied for you
but you still make me feel like a thief
you got me stealin' your love away 'cause you never give it
peeling the years away and we can't relive it
oh I make you laugh
and you make me cry
 I believe it's time for me to fly"

~ K Cronin ~



yes... push the owies to the side by driving right on through... the ouwies too... the profundly sudden bummer oh wowies... I lived the way, took the fastball, in the head, in the heart, in the soul... and took them right between the eyes, I'm ready to stare it all down... take a giant step outside my mind, even...

abandon me, will ya?... pity the fool...

pity is such an evil energy sometimes... maybe all the time, really... it's so judgmental... so repelling... like a curse... yes, pity is a curse... no wonder it's passed around so much, humans seem to like to curse, especially when it isn't considered cursing by the status quo... there's so much hypocrisy dumped into this world, it's a challenge to avoid stepping into it now and then...

anyway, ultimately, it never truly heals... not if it truly meant anything in the first place and we're honest about it... love never ends... I suppose that's why I choose to call it honest love when I share it as most people tell me they can create or find an end to their love... and there's never a fine time (yeah, thinking about Lucille again... part of healing as energy rises... appropriate name for several major reasons and since she offered me an opportunity to experience the most profoundly extreme betrayal I can even imagine short of death or permanent physical injury)... but fact is, no time is better or worse to lose everything that matters, to have a heart broken and abandoned... still, if you are wise and wish to live (and it may help to be a stubborn looney toon like me) it'll eventually heal enough to go on... my heart will go on, and all...

deeper wanderings will be uploaded soon (I think) J



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