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Published: August 24th 2013
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hello friends,
i have missed you . here i am on Hilton Head. the island is named after a Captain, William Hilton, and in 1663 when he saw the headland he named it after his head! what a big head😊
libraries are a place of refuge.
and they are free except when they are not which is the case today when you want to use the internet.
i sacrificed two dollars to talk to you today!
what a big head😊
driving is tiring and sleeping in your car and being woken up in the middle of the night at the rest stop by a couple wanting more of my money (i guess it is theirs too😊) is even more tiring.
but, butt
both kinds of but(t)s you will find at the beach
i will walk the beach but i will not run
i will walk the beach and look at the butts😊
i will not stare however especially if they are with their mother or boyfriend.
because they just stare back at you, protecting
i realize now that when you marry you marry into a family, a clan
it seems wierd but it is true
it is a bonding
bound by love
hopefully
is love binding?
is it free?
is it the wind blowing
out to sea
is it the bird
flyin low
in the low country
stealing fish
flying away
love is
you cannot catch it
one minute it is there
the next gone
until the childs eye
beautiful
brings you back
and penetrates your heart
with a smile or a longing
and maybe that is where people get confused with love
and they want to take it for themselves
in greed
because love must be shared
indeed
when you hold on to it
it slips away
like the wind with no resting place
neither here
neither there
but everywhere
sometime it is stronger than strong
sometimes it is gentle breeze
sometimes it dies away
and you cannot touch it
can love be touched
or only felt?
when it swirls in your ear do you hear infinity
when you turn your head your out at sea
in the ocean
glowing
floating
speckled water and indentation of birth
waves
and gulls
and indentation of water and light
i walk and stop and watch the birds dive
one time two time six times it comes out with a catch
and flies up high
fish is struggling
then the bird drops down and catches it mid air
then it does it again, drops in mid air and catches before it reaches the waves
finally the fish is dead and the birds downs it
belly full
struggle over
the ocean has sacrificed its baby
paulo coelho (tough to spell)
he insprires me now
as he has in the "past"
as do you
the family awaits
at the hotel
a clan
a bonding
however loose
family is like what?
what is family like?
blood family
it is like a central location you go back to to visit because it is familar
family is familiar
the location is there for you
at any time
so it could be blood or not
but if blood
it is a raising
a raising and a dying
and a continuing or not
a continuing of the blood line or not
family is conversation
and sharing
love
remembering
times past
and moment of joy and grief
and what is so and so doing
and it is waiting too
waiting for uncle Karl to arrive
and so the bro calls
the bro who helps me move
the bro
who is brother
two chicks from a bird
let loose to the world
with 18 years each of love
and they return
to the mother
and father
and enjoy each moment
in marriage or not
in life true
whichever we create
and the creation continues
until we arrive at our destination
which is not far
which is
as we leave
we return
and in the returning
as we hope we cry
and sing sweet lullabies
the family calls
thank you
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