Monday, July 02, 2012

Holiday on ice! 4th of July Week!

...............................    when you see through loves illusions ...
Friends and me.

Many people are on vacation this week, or their power is out - which is awful - not just because of the heat, but they probably can't get online to comment on Larry's blog either!  Well, that's not true, because they have wireless, right?  But what's the wireless wired to?  Or isn't it?  Is this on?  Hello?  Hmmmmmm... the line is dead.  Who is they?


Someone once said to me, "Terry, your blog is so unusual because you write such weird things - amidst serious postings, you come out with the weirdest stuff."



So anyway, I was looking through some photographs last night after Night Prayer...  Reminds me of a song...
Looking through some photographs I found inside a drawer
I was taken by a photograph of you
There were one or two I know that you would have liked a little more
But they didn't show your spirit quite as true

You were turning 'round to see who was behind you
And I took your childish laughter by surprise
And at the moment that my camera happened to find you
There was just a trace of sorrow in your eyes
That was it.  I saw a trace of sorrow in my friends' eyes - and a deeper sense in my own.  I have finally lost contact with most of them, save for one or three.  I noted those lapses in our friendship as I was looking through the albums, I have the albums of a friend, they are not mine.  I was away from them for various reasons and returned only on occasion - staying but for awhile at each interval.  That made me feel sad - in a way - thinking I had missed out on stuff they did while I was in the monastery, in Europe, living in Boston, in a relationship, and so on.  I'm not sure I missed out so much as it seems to me I never quite fit in.  I always felt a sort of connection however, a genuine fondness.
In between takes.

I still do... but

Now the things that I remember seem so distant and so small
Though it hasn't really been that long a time
What I was seeing wasn't what was happening at all

There's this loneliness springing up from your life
Like a fountain from a pool

Fountain of sorrow, fountain of light
You've known that hollow sound of your own steps in flight...
Today's readings at Mass kind of helped me put things in perspective... never having a place to lay my head... I need to let the dead bury their dead...

Lyrics:  Fountain of Sorrow, Jackson Browne


  1. You look pretty dang hot in those cutoffs. Just sayin'...

  2. OMGOSH you were a ... a ... h i p p i e.

    1. Appearances can be deceiving...

  3. Anonymous2:07 PM

    Fr Z preparing us for disaster, yet again:

    Thought you would appreciate that.


    1. He's right you know. Remember his post sometime back, "What would you take?" I saw interviews of people who lost their homes in the wild fires who lamented they got out with nothing - they had no time to grab anything. It scares me when fr. Z is right.

  4. Terry, just because we don't see/hear about old friends, people we loved, our relationships with them continue, and change as we do - like when people die, we continue that bond...they stay with us and continue their influence. I particularly like to pray for people from my past - they appear brighter to me now than then. (I don't mean with intelligence - I mean I think I can See them better now & understand) I miss so many people, lost now, some to death.

  5. Memories by Within Temptation, off of The Silent Force


  6. Many people are on vacation this week, or their power is out - which is awful - not just because of the heat, but they probably can't get online to comment on Larry's blog either!

    Is that why so few people are leaving comments? I thought it was because I was writing crap. Good to know it's not me. Thanks, Ter!

    1. I'm glad you found this. Yes - that is exactly why so few are commenting. Thanks for showing up.

    2. Aw Larry, you never write crap!

      Nice legs, Terry!

  7. Anonymous7:03 PM

    Somehow I never took you for a red head! Aww, what an adorable young man you were!

  8. Terry, you're so groovy!


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