Mulling over cycles


Thinking about death and failing health

Death doesn't bother me.

Watching someone die that I care for when there is very little I can do, that bothers me.

Watching someone who always prided himself on his mind sink further into dementia and disorientation, that disturbs me.

Going to a funeral when everyone is trying very hard to smile and pretend that they are great friends and not at each other's throats, that bothers me.

Watching people try to exploit pain, that enrages me.

Death can be borne. It's the living part that is unimaginably difficult some days.

Posted: Sat - June 3, 2006 at 04:53 PM
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