Thursday, March 27, 2025

The patterns.

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It isn't all about me.  Had to ponder this one.  I figured it was to be about me.  In a way, it is.  In a way, it isn't.  The women I have known.  The youngest of them?  Has aged out of viability.  The oldest, last I knew, was still alive.  Women really don't age well, at all.  They start out as on top of the world as they can get.  Men start out as dogs, and generally get better.  Even if terminally ill, if unable to die.

Oh, yes.  Was someone saying something with this?  Is one of them dead, or dying?  I don't know.  Or... is it just a thought, from out there?  I can't say.  Just that it caught me off, I looked, and I saw.
As to this one?  I keep crawling out of the grave.  Half hoping to find her again.  But she is gone.  All of them, one way or another, are gone.  It seems vikings weren't the only ones to use ravens.  And, as I have mentioned, every time I near death, or cross and come back?  Crows or ravens visit.  Seriously.  On the river, when I nearly drowned?  In the parking lot, in the vehicle, while waiting for the last people?  It showed.  When I pointed it out, as people tried to look, the bird ghosted.  But I saw it leave.  Not sure they did, but they did see a shadow.
People don't like seeing shadows... of a certain type.  And... will forget they saw.  One... in the group, beside me, knew though.  And he didn't want to know.

One last song.  Was it just a random?  I feel it wasn't.  But... that's... just me.
Maybe you too.

2 comments:

  1. "Who wants to live forever?"... indeed.
    Not me.

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  2. Not in a world of sins, lies, perhaps. But I think, if you get to heaven... learn the final things there? Eternity may not be so bad. Get to hell, I think there will be much regret. Truth is, we don't get the choice of eternity or not. Thankfully, we don't have to do our time in the here, and fallen now.

    Remember, in Revelation, when it suggests men will beg for death for six months? Imagine begging for it for forty years? Well, I did get over begging for it. But the suffering is the same. I must assume God did this so I would understand some things. A task, one I had to be fully ready to do, understand the prices and costs of what I deliver. I may yet die, in this time, before then. But, if you know God, you know death isn't... real, final, a limit.

    Funny thing? Now? I do enjoy life, pain and all. Trying to... extend it. More? If I find a wife, to have a few children with, even now? I will age her out as well. Some things were... made... differently. So be it.

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