Thank you, Su. I am so happy to know someone else puts as much thought into their comments as their writing. It is all an expression of your creativity, your precision, your care, your consciousness. A shopping list deserves as much love as your novel, your song, your garden, your dinner, your love-making. Thank you for the time you give to everything. In the end, time is all we have. What we do with it is a measure of who we are.
Alki ... once again, your clear unique voice rings through beautifully. I have read The Man Who Cam Late to His Own Funeral. And LOVED it!!! I look forward to your musings as you continue to muse along. !!! And the added pluses of the song and the Forest Gump clip and the two videos was just the right touch adding to your beautiful storytelling! Carry on!!!
Lifted and inspired, indeed. Alki, your stories, like the feather, plop just right. Sweet to hear Shannons melodic voice - hugs Other Mother and you two protectors of many precious things.
1. The Man Who Came Late to His Own Funeral is a GREAT novel. Read it, it's magical!
2. Caetano Veloso, perfect choice for a Sunday morning.
3. Obviously the feather was a magical talisman. Whoever that schmuck was that suggested it was a mere byproduct of the local vulture club is the same one who says that movie that changed your life is just the illusion of motion from frames of celluloid and the people are just actors, and the book that changed your life is just ink and paper with a pretty cover. Which goes back to your first 3 rules: believe, accept, be grateful.
Tim, thank God for true friends like you. You keep us going. You validate us. I'm happy to bring you some happy-time. Let's do it forever.
Thanks so much, Lois. Your appreciation warms and encourages. I'll keep doin' it.
Thank you, Su. I am so happy to know someone else puts as much thought into their comments as their writing. It is all an expression of your creativity, your precision, your care, your consciousness. A shopping list deserves as much love as your novel, your song, your garden, your dinner, your love-making. Thank you for the time you give to everything. In the end, time is all we have. What we do with it is a measure of who we are.
Alki ... once again, your clear unique voice rings through beautifully. I have read The Man Who Cam Late to His Own Funeral. And LOVED it!!! I look forward to your musings as you continue to muse along. !!! And the added pluses of the song and the Forest Gump clip and the two videos was just the right touch adding to your beautiful storytelling! Carry on!!!
Believe in it... Accept it... Be grateful for it! YES, and I do, I do, I do. Wonderful story, by the way, old man!! I shared its Substack link on FaceBook. And here's something that syncs https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=10228757643859933&set=a.1150302191718¬if_id=1719663933461633¬if_t=feedback_reaction_generic&ref=notif
Cheers!
Mark
Lifted and inspired, indeed. Alki, your stories, like the feather, plop just right. Sweet to hear Shannons melodic voice - hugs Other Mother and you two protectors of many precious things.
1. The Man Who Came Late to His Own Funeral is a GREAT novel. Read it, it's magical!
2. Caetano Veloso, perfect choice for a Sunday morning.
3. Obviously the feather was a magical talisman. Whoever that schmuck was that suggested it was a mere byproduct of the local vulture club is the same one who says that movie that changed your life is just the illusion of motion from frames of celluloid and the people are just actors, and the book that changed your life is just ink and paper with a pretty cover. Which goes back to your first 3 rules: believe, accept, be grateful.