When your bow is broken and your arrows are exhausted,
There, shoot!
Shoot with your whole being!
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i wrote to you again the other day
missing you like water after a fast
you were larger than life i find time and again
feeling lost in the mundane daily grind
unable to see humor in my inability to last
it is not a special day for you
no anniversary has thus been assigned
no prompts delivered my way
i am in no need for one
for you haven’t made it to my memory box
and you never can or will
as only the forgotten are housed in mine
~ Candayıma, to my late uncle (September 28, 2015)
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…never have been one to entertain ‘obligations’ of this kind…the incorrigible “sadness”-seeker that I am…
“Know that joy is rarer, more difficult, and more beautiful than sadness. Once you make this all-important discovery, you must embrace joy as a moral obligation.” ~ Andre Gide
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when you hurt your loved one all the same
what difference does it make
if the intention was conceived in innocence
~ For my daughter, with my apologies of abundance (September 27, 2015)
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“What is the meaning of life? That was all – a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark…” ~ Virginia Woolf
English novelist and critic Virginia Woolf (1882 – 1941), 1902. (Photo by George C. Beresford/Hulton Archive/Getty Images)
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Is it mere fiction to you, or do the “series of lost chances” of which the author speaks revive themselves also at the core of your psyche with fierce vengeance at times?
“No one was to blame for what happened, but that does not make it any less difficult to accept. It was all a matter of missed connections, bad timing, blundering in the dark. We were always in the right place at the wrong time, the wrong place at the right time, always just missing each other, always just a few inches from figuring the whole thing out. That’s what the story boils down to, I think. A series of lost chances. All the pieces were there from the beginning, but no one knew how to put them together.” ~ Paul Auster, Moon Palace
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…when ‘trying’ also turns into an “attachment”…
“How do you let go of attachment to things? Don’t even try. It is impossible. Attachment to things drops away by itself when you no longer seek to find yourself in them.” ~ Alan Watts
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I wonder how many women are this lucky but have also been assured of this determined type of a devotion through actions…
“…once you fell in love with her, you loved her until the day you died.” ~ Paul Auster, Timbuktu
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…doesn’t “courage” also define itself as internal strength to un-live the lived moments, if they have proven to be traumatic in retrospect?
“This in the end is the only kind of courage that is required of us. The courage to face the strangest most unusual most inexplicable experiences that can meet us.” ~ Rainer Maria Rilke
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