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Thesis: To consider what the chance intersection of ideal beauty and intellectual confusion would mean in determining the fate of Earth. Phase 1: While touring San Francisco, I stayed at the Sir Francis Drake. The bartenders were adequate. Phase 2: I began a blog. I learned romance might exist, but depends upon whether a man and a woman can tread the maze individually and reach its center at the exact same instant in time. Phase 3: The center comes and goes as if it were a mirage.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Still no words from me .... too lost in thoughts of tomorrows & of rainbows

8 comments:

Daliana Pacuraru said...: Hey, Fram!
It is Saturday here...sunny! Something is happening there , in your world!
Move on, Fram!
We are waiting for you!
My best regards from Romania!; October 6, 2012 at 5:11 PM
Fram Actual said...: Hey, Wind ....

It is Saturday, but it is cold and gray here for me. It is autumn.

Yes, something is happening. Changes are forming, are under way. The fog of life is lifting to reveal a new pathway which will lead me to a new incarnation. I am almost beginning to believe in pre-destination. In any case, I am gaining renewed certainty that I am meant to be somewhere other than here and doing something which was written in the book of my life before I was born. Free choice, free will .... hmmmm. Maybe; maybe not.; October 6, 2012 at 11:22 PM
Kaya said...: Hello Fram,

I only can guess what is going on in your life and I am sure that I never will be even close to what is happening.

I would love to say that may your pain lessen and your burden you carry now will lighten.

And please remember that you have a few virtual friends who sincere care for you.

We all be waiting for you Fram.; October 8, 2012 at 5:26 PM
Fram Actual said...: There are three elements which have been beyond my control and which have restricted my actions and dominated my mood during recent months, Kaya. They are no more than each and every one of us face during our lifetimes, but, perhaps, an unusual aspect of these elements is that all of them are occurring at the same time in my life.

Then, add to this the fact that we all have strengths and weaknesses. I think I know my own reasonably well, and these situations all directly affect my personal weaknesses. Beyond that, I was created a melancholy individual.

I truly appreciate your concern and, as I wrote to Daliana, I think these forces are losing their power, the fog is lifting, a new pathway is being revealed and I am on my way to another somewhere. Things are as they should be ....; October 9, 2012 at 2:55 AM
Anita said...: hiboy!

have youarisenlikethe Funix bird fromthe ashess!??wellwelll..Great tohear youagain!!

have a marvelous auttumm!we have snow now andiLOVE LOVE it!!

weallarethinking about you!!))))

anita; October 13, 2012 at 9:46 AM
Fram Actual said...: To borrow the words of William Wordsworth, Anita:

The rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the rose;
The moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare;
Waters on a starry night
Are beautiful and fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where'er I go,
That there hath pass'd away a glory from the earth.; October 14, 2012 at 5:10 AM
Fiskarn said...: Love the music and films; October 15, 2012 at 8:31 PM
Fram Actual said...: Thank you, Fiskarn.

I have seen your page, and will be back in the next day or two to look it over more closely.

I wish you good fishing, but I think you already have it.; October 16, 2012 at 3:05 AM

The Actual Instant of Love, from Fram

I am a jealous guy, of the sort John Lennon sang about. Any man who says he is not a jealous guy either has no genuine depth of feelings for the woman he is saying it about or is a liar. I can remember very distinctly, for example, when my feelings for my wife vanished. It happened in an instant. When love vanished, so did jealousy.

Actual love happens in an instant, I believe, although it does not always seem to be that way. I am not talking about "love at first sight," but, rather, "love at first instant." This means two people might have known each other for weeks, even for years, before the "instant" occurs. It comes with a single sentence spoken by one, or a single action taken by one, that strikes the other like lightning.

Affection grows; love is born. Love also disappears in an instant, I believe, although it does not always seem to happen that way. Incidental to my point, I do not believe in "love at first sight." That is no more than simple, physical or emotional attraction, which is the cause of countless and never-ending problems.

Time retains ....

Time retains
its sacred right to meddle
in each earthly affair.
Still, time's unbounded power
that makes a mountain crumble,
moves seas, rotates a star,
won't be enough to tear
lovers apart: they are
too naked, too embraced,
too much like timid sparrows.

Old age is, in my book,
the price that felons pay,
so don't whine that it's steep:
you'll stay young if you're good.
Suffering doesn't insult the body.
Death? It comes in your sleep,
exactly as it should.

When it comes, you'll be dreaming
that you don't need to breathe;
that breathless silence is
the music of the dark
and it's part of the rhythm
to vanish like a spark.

Wislawa Szymborska
poet, essayist & translator
Nobel Prize for Poetry 1996
"Entropy"

Sort of San Francisco Fan Club

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Still no words from me .... too lost in thoughts of tomorrows & of rainbows

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