Armenia

Close your eyes. Close your eyes. Open them slowly. What do you see? What do you feel?

What do you want to see?

Number 67

Decay and decadence are always present, always near us. We can talk of the Russian Revolution. We can talk of the Sorbonne. We can talk of Heidelberg. We must strive to keep our hearts and minds clean and pure. We must strive to keep our soul united.

character

We can hire a genealogist or a therapist or private investigator to discover forgotten, misplaced stories and anecdotes. We live in a time when meticulous care and attention is given to the study of our lives. We talk about Adam and Eve. We talk about survival of the fittest. We talk about phonetics. We talk of George Bernard Shaw. The subject of life is always worth a question or two. We can always talk about previous generations and the current generation and my generation. We live surrounded by ethos and pathos. We are allowed to believe whatever we want. We applaud playwrights and poets. We take riverboat rides for solace and inspiration. Yesterday I saw a man wearing a camel hair overcoat. We are all characters. We are all looking for plotlines and storylines. We are angels, prophets, sheperds, teachers, cousins, guardians. Who will be the villain? Who will be the hero? Is your heart pure or a shade of grey? I often want to look up some of my acquaintances sleeves. I sometimes am a bit player. I know when to chew the scenery and when to avoid babies and animals. I am still creating my agenda. Still remembering all those who I have loved and liked and somehow lost. Life is more than metaphors and analogies and rhetoric. Life is more than words. The lucky ones feel the mystical unearthliness, extraordinariness of something dreamlike and perfect, something ethereal and beautiful which asks only for goodness, kindness, reverence, mercy. The subject is limitless. There is much to experience, much to share. Words are to be written down, words are to be spoken. Messages are to be shared and studied. There are things to be noticed and retained and things to be forgotten.

Believe

We can be whimsical. We can be comical. We can be witty.

The true danger occurs when we do nothing, when we are idle. We must be careful as we discover what fascinates and intrigues us. There are often many impediments waiting to block our way. We often leaving many things dangling.



We can talk about life. We can talk about death. We seek conviction and purpose, goodness and compassion. We believe.

How magnificent we are with out typographical errors and dangling participles!

We are not perfect. We are human. We try to be the best that we can be. We believe. We love.

Again

There is hope. There is always an horizon. We can be optimistic about the future. We can add charity and humility to our lives. We can dream an pray.

Looking Back in Confidence

Do we allow ourselves time to listen for each call?



Do we allow ourselves to answer each call?

Afternoon

Afternoon sunlight is natural, beautiful.