Unforeseen events.

Started by Harry, August 07, 2008, 11:10:49 PM

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marvinbrown


 Harry I am so sorry to hear of your recent loss.  I like to think that time heals all wounds.  I wish you the best.

 marvin

lukeottevanger

Harry, I had no idea about any of this - when this thread was last active, I was away, so I've only just seen it.

And to think that that was only a little over a month ago - in which short time....    I'm so sorry for the suffering of your Aunt and your friends, and for this terrible time you've had to undergo, and send you all my best wishes.

J.Z. Herrenberg

Quote from: marvinbrown on September 18, 2008, 05:08:36 AM
I like to think that time heals all wounds.

But Time's to blame, too. That's the whole problem.  :(
Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything. -- Plato

Keemun

Harry, I'm very sorry to hear of your aunt's passing.  :'( 
Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life. - Ludwig van Beethoven

Harry

Thanks you all so much for all the wishes, I think its heart warming, it is to me.

marvinbrown

Quote from: Jezetha on September 18, 2008, 05:25:27 AM
But Time's to blame, too. That's the whole problem.  :(

  yes I suppose  :(.

  marvin

Anne

Harry,

So sorry to hear of the passing of your aunt.  At last she is looking down on you and praying for you.  Be consoled with that thought.  You are in my prayers today.

Take care,
Anne

Harry

#107
Several times in your life you are confronted by disruptions in your emotional equilibrium, be it relation problems, dead, or anything else that turns your world upside down. I had clear sailing for a long time, and was basking in the rays of contentment, not really realizing that life can have unpleasant turns, that you really don't need, but that come anyway. They were not invited to my party, nor did I offer them a welcome. I kindly ask them to leave, but the tenacity with which they insisted was devastatingly annoying, and irritated me no end! Finally by necessity I had to act on pressing circumstances that where beyond my ability to ignore. Once the door was open it came in, with such energy and brutality, that at first all I did was gasp, before reality kicked in again, and I was faced with a inheritance of pain and suffering, that was mine to bear, and subsequently to solve. It needed attention, and it needed addressing in a suitable way that left me no option but to attack it directly without much pomp and circumstances. Posing before me was dead as a grim passenger that had no humor at all, and told me without much ado, that imminent departure was at hand of a family member of mine. There was no arguing, beyond this static conclusion, and no relieve was offered, so I accepted this dark message, and relaid my attention span to my family member, with which I had no special connection, but who trusted me, to bring her safely to the crossing, and deliver her in the safe hands of light eternal. Why she trusted me to do that, and to be successful, will be a mystery for me always. I had no real emotional attachment to her, neither did I like her much, but this process had a learning factor in it for me, that proved beyond doubt, that I would come out more balanced, and milder as I already was. A better person?  I don't know, because of the lack of a good definition what a good person is. So I leave the thought aside, not to be addressed again by me. I did go with her through the heights and lows of human existence, and reliving unknown details out of known situations. Sometimes wondering, sometimes confirming, sometimes denying, but always alert to the wishes of a passing person, that appointed me to see her through, whatever the consequence for me. I promised her that and I did, regardless. Night after night, she told me fragments of her life, denied again, made me promise not to tell, told me her dreams vividly, asked me not to let her suffer, which I did not, and many more things that became stranger all the time because of the medication, that floated her into the realms of magical waves that where unfathomable for me, but marvelously depicting in its grotesqueness, and infinitely endless in its variations. I learned to see beyond my own parameters, and to fathom the colors that were telling me of a world yet unseen by me, but in its uniqueness absolutely stunning. She let me see a glimpse of it, a glimpse of a reality outside our reality, a world far beyond what we can imagine..........
And she died with the knowledge that I had done my bit as a staunch trooper, that stands by his friends, until its time to leave. I have left her! In the hands of a God she loved and believed in.
I am formed and been made into a man that has more control and trust in what is coming at my door, and that is coming to every door, but let me end with some words Shakespeare wrote, the poet of all language, infinite in the richness of thought into words.

"The Torture of sleepless nights,
A life where;
My grief lies onwards, and my joy behind.........."

J.Z. Herrenberg

Harry Remade... Beautiful and candid post.
Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything. -- Plato

Harry

Quote from: Jezetha on September 25, 2008, 07:18:50 AM
Harry Remade... Beautiful and candid post.

You are really to kind Johan, but thanks anyway. :)
I tried to make all of you see, what was going through me, in some of my darkest months.
I sat in total with five people in the last four months, so this story could also be for any of those others.

Keemun

Harry, thank you for posting this.
Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life. - Ludwig van Beethoven

Harry

Quote from: Keemun on September 25, 2008, 08:17:04 AM
Harry, thank you for posting this.

You are most welcome to it my friend! :)

mahler10th

Re - Harrys Post Reply #107
QuoteFrom Johan - Harry Remade... Beautiful and candid post.
I agree wholeheartedly with the comments.
Lucid and inspired writing straight from the heart.  It hit me and held me and made me understand the real depth and concealed clarty of the human spirit.  Like the rest of us, thank YOU for that.

vandermolen

I feel very moved by your post Harry. All strength to you.

Jeffrey
"Courage is going from failure to failure without losing enthusiasm" (Churchill).

'The test of a work of art is, in the end, our affection for it, not our ability to explain why it is good' (Stanley Kubrick).

Harry

Thank you John & Jeffrey, it is very kind of you to say so.

Bogey

Continued love and prayers, my friend.
There will never be another era like the Golden Age of Hollywood.  We didn't know how to blow up buildings then so we had no choice but to tell great stories with great characters.-Ben Mankiewicz

karlhenning


SonicMan46

Hello, Harry - I've been away a few days, but you're certainly in our thoughts - peace - Dave  :-*


Harry

It is so good to know that there are people that share your pain, it makes it so much better to carry all.

karlhenning