Hi again :) I've read your answer..two days ago? And I knew from where I had found your blog, but I hadn't the time to reply, now I do and I've forgotten where I've found you. I am sorry :)
But yes, you're right. Who's not haunted...but it's like your thoughts are much heavier than others'...
It’s nice to have you back. (: It’s alright, I was only curious, the important fact remains is that you have found this blog; for which we are both glad, I hope.
Perhaps that is true, but my thoughts are my own to bear, and it’s hard to know how other people shoulder their own thoughts.
You're welcome, it was no trouble at all. :) I've been okay, I'm more or less intact anyway. I think.
I read your new blog description and this weird nostalgic feeling hit me; it was strange. I remember when it used to say, "I am seventeen..." It's like we grow a bit each year, become a little wiser. I can't articulate it properly, but it's so powerful, nostalgia, isn't it?
It required effort, and that effort should not pass unacknowledged; so thank you once again. (: I am delighted to hear that you have been well. You are indeed intact, at least the portion of you that thinks, as you have demonstrated, which is the vital part. Descartes, eat your heart out.
It’s true, we do grow, if not mature, by a degree each year. It would be hard not to, with all the new experiences we now have at hand to inform ourselves with, but maybe we also lose something too, as we age? It has been a thought that has been troubling me of late. It’s hard to capture in words something as dynamic as nostalgia. It must be felt, and words cannot do justice to feelings at times. Nostalgia is of course quite powerful; anything which can impose the past so strongly on the present must be.
Hey Keith :). Just dropping by to tell you that I've been enjoying your most recent posts. Beautiful photography there. Hope you've been well!
Hello, Cindy. (: Thank you for diverting some of your time to say that, your visit was most appreciated. It pleases me to no end that you have enjoyed them! Thank you for your kind words. I have been well, and I trust that you have been too?
“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things through narrow chinks of his cavern.”—William Blake.
Hey you. I found your blog rather accidentally and it's really dark...inspiring, though, but so incredibly dark and sad. I wonder if it's me or if there are some ghosts (called thoughts) haunting you?
Hello, dear you. Oh, how exactly did you find it? That is always a matter that piques my curiosity. There is a dark and sad element to it, although that would say a lot about the onlooker saying it as well as it does me.
There are thoughts that haunt me, isn’t that the same for us all?