Sunday, September 26, 2010

Wished I could be in ....

Right off the top, allow me to say these two photographs of the Audi A4 are not larger than the photographs of the Corvettes because I am trying to send a message or attempting to influence anyone. It simply turned out that way because I actually took these photos, while the Vette photos were from the dealer, and I was not in the mood for reducing the size of mine. But, since we are here, nice car, hah? To set the record straight, I had said in a comment in a previous post that the interior color is gray. Much of it is, but the leather seats are a sort of off-white. Then, too, this vehicle has an automatic transmission, while the one I sold had a five-speed stick. No burning rubber from squealing tires from this baby -- which, probably, would be for the better. Well, you get the major point, I think. There are so many neat cars in this old world ....

Into My Own
by Robert Frost

One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away unto the edge of doom.

I should not be withheld but that some day
into their vastness I should steal away,
Fearless of ever finding open land,
or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.

I do not see why I should e'er turn back,
Or those should not set forth upon my track
To overtake me, who should miss me here
And long to know if still I held them dear.

They would not find me changed from him they knew--
Only more sure of all I thought was true.

Take a moment ....

Take a moment to listen to this song. I think it is sort of special, and it might prove to occupy the most pleasant eight minutes of your day.

Why not? I think I also will mention that, to me, this poem is more than special, and one day it will be me living it rather than merely reading it. Into the wilderness, as someone once wrote, and a few in every generation have lived ....


Maddalena said...

Pretty, pretty, I may change my mind, and Miss Mouse already has done it. It is a very sweet car, especialy the "nose" and the roof are sweet.

Fram Actual said...

Yes, decisions, decisions. I am not sure if Ms. Mouse's vote would influence White Bear's choice or not. He is an independent fellow, and more so as time passes.

Good morning for me and nearly good evening for you, Mag. I hope your day has been pleasant. I predict that mine will be a quiet one.

I also hope you listened to the song if you are not familiar with it. The Moody Blues were a great band. Later ....

Kaya said...

Fram, I have changed my picture to a different image. I am still your follower and always be. I wanted to do it for a long time and didn't have courage. Finally, I did it.

I wish I would be inside this car also. Great car!!!

I liked video also and of course music. Great performance and yes, love is strange...

Fram Actual said...

Yes, I see "the new" Kaya.

Your revised image is very sophisticated and chic. I like it, and hope to learn if this reflection is the actual you.

Your words to me are very kind and sweet in the same breath. Thank you.

The music is searching and discovering at the same moment, and fit my mood at the time. I am glad you liked it.

TheChicGeek said...

Hi Fram...I'm not to be on the blog. It's a hard habit to break, isn't it :)

I like the car and the white interior is super neat. I always wanted a car with white leather seats or white with a red piping with a red car like a sport car :) The white is nice with the gray though, makes the car more light inside.

I always love Robert Frost's words. When you travel off into the woods one day, you will be missed, that's for sure. Do you think his words mean that when on the outside of the forest life feels as though doom, there is a longing to be where we are not now, but once inside all is beautiful, a never-ending adventure? Sometimes we need to lose ourselves to really find ourselves. And true, once we find our way back, we are more sure of the truth than ever...yes, I believe that is true.
What do the words mean to you?

The song is beautiful and thoughtful :) And yes, life is strange, isn't it? Everything in its time and place :) Things somehow always seem to come full least the things that were meant to be, usually the good things in life. At least for me, it seems to be true like that :) I hope it is for you too.

Enjoy your time in your cozy and safe home at the's so very pretty there, isn't it :)

Have a Nice Sunday :)

Fram Actual said...

The Audi I sold was a four-door, hardtop, five-speed stick and gray/gray. This one is a two-door, convertible, automatic, gray/white. Otherwise, they are identical. It seems like more than a coincidence.

But, if I leave the country again toward the end of the year, I then would need to put two vehicles into temporary storage. I do not know, Kelly, but it makes me wonder ....

I also do not know what imagery or metaphors or allusions Robert Frost was making in this poem. It would be fun to be sitting in a classroom discussing it, though. That really would be very enjoyable.

As for me, I am applying it in a literal sense to myself. Someday, when the time seems right, it will be into the north, into the wilderness for me.

A man from Minnesota did that while I was in Poland, except his wilderness was somewhere in Southwest America. I cannot recall the specific area. I never had heard of the region before. Or, maybe, something like Cat Shannon, at the end of "The Dogs of War." One of Frederick Forsyth's novels. I could cite other examples and variations, but that is how I interpret the poem.

I doubt Frost meant it in a literal sense but, given his own life circumstances, he may have. Who can say with certainty? He might have thought it, but never made it.

Yes, it is nice here now. A day and one-half without a deluge. (Just being cynical.) The leaves are beginning to turn, so you can imagine ....

TheChicGeek said...

I suppose we will have to call you Grizzly Adams now, or better yet, Grizzly Fram, Great Bear that Paints Pretty Pictures with Words:) You will have to grow your beard really, really long and wear animal skins for

You are repeating your cars, Suburban, the Audi. I think we all do that. We like what we like and we keep coming back to it. My first three cars were Volkswagens, then I had bigger and more sporty cars...probably because the men I was around always loved hot sport cars, but when it was time to purchase another one, just for me, I went back to the VW, and I'm happy I did. I love that car :) It's fun to drive. I will leave the Speed Racer cars to you Grizzly hell and damnation types :)

Maybe better to dream about fun cars than to buy a second and have to store it. The Suburban is a nice one and very comfortable :) I love the Suburban. :)

Good for the weather today :) It is Indian Summer here in pretty, but very hot! The sun is down and I could walk down the street in a bikini its so warm :)

TheChicGeek said...

Fall is the most beautiful time of year. My favorite :)

Kaya said...

Fram, I love "sophisticated" and "chick."

There will not be a new Kaya.... I am the same but it's a great pleasure to be hidden behind the image. More freedom and more fun.

I think you feel the same freedom also....

Fram Actual said...

Ah, yes. But, actually, ah, no. No, that is to Grizzly Adams. I think you missed the potential imagery or metaphors or allusions in my comment, Kelly. I will toss another example into the ring: A non-fiction work entitled, "Into the Wild," by Jon Krakauer, although I am anticipating more of a Frederick Forsyth scenario for myself.

Whatever, that is a long time down the winding road. But, it is my interpretation of the poem.

Since I already have a storage unit filled with a few bookcases and many books and other odds and ends, and other assorted boxes in two basements elsewhere, it might be understandable why I am hesitant to rent two more storage units for vehicles. At that pace, I might just as well have kept my house.

Given my choice for fun, I would go with a Corvette since I have always wanted one. Given the fact I miss ripping away when the light turns green and scaring the hell out of everyone else on the road, I would choose the Audi. Given the fact that I might go on a road trip, I would be wisest to run with the Suburban and simply sell it at the end of the trail.

While between decisions, my Warsaw dentist owns a house in Tampa Bay, and said I would be welcome to use it. Maybe, you are right, Kelly. Maybe, I do have eveything there is to have in life and do not realize it.

I prefer the autumn, too, especially October, but the thought of what comes after often dampens the month for me. If you lived in a region where a Halloween blizzard is the norm, you might have a similar attitude. In the meanwhile, we can both enjoy sunny weather.

Fram Actual said...

Some people give their love easily to others; some give their trust easily; many give their identity easily. With me, another person must earn my love and my trust and knowledge of who I really am, and I prefer it if they require the same from me.

Anonymity and invisibility and cloaking my actual self always have been a significant part of my adult life, Kaya, for different reasons at different times. I think it is easier to remember who you really are that way, and not dwell upon or come to believe who others might think you are.

I also think those descriptions that I mentioned earlier fit your new image well.

Have you ever noticed that wolves smile a lot? If so, ever wondered why?

TheChicGeek said...

Hey there :)
I was not familiar with your reference at first so I looked it up. Actually, I believe I saw that movie years ago. The book, I think, is better. I will add it to my reading list :)

After reading the review though, now what you say takes on a new meaning. It is a little bit sad.
It seems that in the book he made some choices that seemed romantic, adventurous, and ended up, perhaps not the wisest. That is one side of the coin. He paid the ultimate price for his adventure with his death. On the other side, he lived, he definitely had an adventure, and what is life without adventure and love? You always say, "I ain't going to live forever." So he tried...he didn't make it. This is life, and death. We never know where that road will take us until we go. One reviewer says the ultimate lesson from the story is "happiness is only happiness when it is shared." He seems to be saying we can't really run from what is inside us, our demons, but we must face them. And being alone, well, it is good for a time, but being in good relationships is so much better, and, it is happiness. Sharing brings immeasurable joy into our lives. It is the way to happiness, I think....

You know how I used to always say I would love to run off into the wilderness and live? After reading Giants in the Earth, living off the land took on a whole new meaning. I think this story does much the same :) What I thought I had always dreamed of now seems to me to be just a romanticized notion. Would I really be happy? No. I think for a time, yes, but not forever. The realities of living like that are so very harsh.
Having community, love, sharing is, I believe, more important than I once thought. It is those little things, everyday things that are the big things.

And yes, I do believe you have so much. Truly, I do. If you go to Florida, you should go to Captiva Island. It is the most beautiful place and you will find the most beautiful seashells ever and the water is clear and clean. And, they have very pretty drinks at the bar too :)

I am up late working today :( and commenting here because I need a break from my work. :)

Okay, so off I go....
Sweet Dreams He Who Has So Much, and, Nite*

Fram Actual said...

I had a feeling it was a bad decision for me to use that book as an example. A young, inexperienced, idealistic, absolute, idiot is not a valid comparison to an old, experienced, (still a little) idealistic, pragmatic, realist. Unlike him, I could live forever in the wilderness, Winter or Summer, or anytime, and would not need an abandoned bus for shelter.

Read "The Dogs of War," and you will understand clearly what I am talking about on the one hand, and "The Life of Boone" (if you can find a copy; it was published in the 19th Century; I would resurrect out my copy, but it is buried in a storage unit) on the other hand.

Read about the life of Robert Frost, and what it was like to be him as opposed to what he wrote.

My key words are, "when the time comes." Better yet, Kelly, just let it go. No big deal, and I wish I would have skipped the poem and my interpretation of it. Long live rock and roll.

I am enjoying this conversation, and I hope you are, too. I have a habit of being elusive with my words. I probably should be more direct, but that would be less fun.

Fram Actual said...

Just remember, Kelly, you asked for my interpretation, and I said "literal."

"But stretched away unto the edge of doom."

Look beyond yourself and into the eyes of the other -- for me, and some few among the ultimate curious, the last hunt.

Such is the way of the world ....

Goodnight, She Who Swims With Sharks ....

TheChicGeek said...

Oh, yes, for sure. I would definitely feel safe with you, Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall in the Wilderness. You are a survivor, for sure :)

And now I must think upon your least to me, it is :)

Nite, Sir Fram, Hero of the Weak and Captian of the Wilderness :) I speak not in jest, my dear...

Kaya said...

Fram, you wrote that "with me, another person must earn my love and my trust and knowledge of who I really am..." Does it mean that you can't trust from the very first moment a person or fell in love. Or did I got it wrong again?

And why the wolves are smiling? I wish I would know also...

Fram Actual said...

You have it right, Kaya. I try to give everyone the benefit of a doubt from the very beginning, but, no, I would never trust anyone completely immediately. Trust, I believe, must be earned over time in a manner of degrees or steps. Sometimes it never is earned.

As for love, my general thought about it is among the items written in the column along the right side of my page. Rather than repeat it here, you simply can read it there, if you are curious.

Wolves smile because they are free, and because they exist solely within their minds and their bodies. They require no superfluous materials to bring them happiness.

Kaya said...

Fram, I love the answer about wolves.

I read that we all are one big desire. That is how Kabbalah defines us. Desire for many "superfluous materials to bring them happiness."

Fram, I read already a few times what you posted on your blog's side bar.

I thought that perhaps you has changed your mind about some things...

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Fram Actual said...

Kaya .... a few days ago (I cannot recall exactly when), I expanded on my thoughts regarding love in comments on Nanna's page (A Zombie's Rant).

If curiosity really drives you, they are there to read. I suppose I might post those comments myself, here, on my page, but, right now, I am not certain.

Something special ....