One Hundred Forty-Nine

Posted on May 29, 2015 by John Swinburn

It is time, now, to sit back and reflect on life and to ponder where this one, the only one I have, will lead me in the days and months to come.

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"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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5 Responses to One Hundred Forty-Nine

  1. jserolf says:
    May 29, 2015 at 3:59 pm

    I love Lois’s comment!

  2. Lois Ferrara says:
    May 29, 2015 at 1:20 pm

    I know what’s behind me and often wonder what’s ahead. Not so much that I lose today in the process 🙂

  3. John Swinburn says:
    May 29, 2015 at 9:59 am

    I like the way you think, my friend, and the way you express yourself. I, too, feel that I’m a better man for having met you. 😉

  4. jserolf says:
    May 29, 2015 at 7:34 am

    oops….that should read “end that ends all ends.”

  5. jserolf says:
    May 29, 2015 at 7:33 am

    It will lead us right to the grave, my friend. Even giving 10 years to my unhealthy life-style, we are not so far away the end the ends all ends … for “all lives must die.” Naturally, I wonder to myself if I would be different from “he that I know” had I spent just an hour more mulling over the end result to me and them.

    I like to think that I am not afraid, but generally I am, or at least I think I am. I’m not sure. In fact, the closer I edge my way to that soddy cliff, the less I become sure of anything; hence, we run like stags that had long been hit by fate’s arrow…slowly bleeding our way as some red, iron trail for the huntsman who pursues.

    But I go back to a singular existential thought, namely, that some point early in my life I decided (like all of us do) against suicide. At that moment, my path was set. I chose to live, and so live I must, happily bagging and tagging what I can, other fiends, too, because I have already seen several of my friends die before me: their cut out obituaries are paged in my diary.like book markers or Holy Cards.

    This I know for sure: I am a better man for having met you my dear friend. 😉

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