Flaming June's Love

OK so this is an image might take a while but here goes. Have you ever seen a cartoon of someone holding onto a hose with lots of pressure inside it which in turn whips and snakes the holder all about. Almost as if it were alive and trying to shake the holder loose? Why doesnt the person just let go? Dont they realize that the pressure is too great and they are not going to regain control, just continue to get whipped about? Why hold on so long? I have images of holding on too long, which in turn is only beating me up more for no purpose than to say I didnt "give up". Some instances I just cant let go. I cant let go. You cant make me. I enjoy the ride I guess. Like he a%%hole Dr. Phil says "Hows that working for Ya?" Its not working for me, but what is the alternative? The unknown truly is worse than the reality. 10 things I want to do before I die. 1. Sleep outside, in a sleeping bag, under the stars. 2. Sit in a pub and drink beer with strangers. 3. Go the g...

There is no time line, just TIME. The pictures are from the spot my Dad wanted his ashes spread. Mom and I went last week to take a peek and possibly purchase a tree in his memory at the hole on the golfcourse. OK so this is your view Dad. I hope that you see it more than once a day from your vantage point. I held up the camera and clicked away. I wanted to see you somewhere in the shadows of the trees, in the patterns of grass, or flight of birds. I didnt see you. I did see a beautiful spot of earth. I saw why you loved it so much and why you would want this to be a final resting place for you. Although your "dust" or "parts" are not there, I believe there was a wisp of your spirit in the air. That is ok for me. Ill take it. It is now a place to go for you. Someplace that I finally feel you ARE. I'll be visiting again real soon.