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Hazard lights are two blinkers with no direction to go.
Posted On 07/17/2007 05:32:46 by dwightwise
So I saw a dead body on the freeway today.
No car accident or
anything like that, just a person laying on an on ramp half covered.
The wind blew part of the covering away. While the police chased the
wind to gather what was rightfully theirs I saw a lifeless head peering
from a tarp resting peacefully against the concrete.
I drove by
quickly and did not take a second glance. My rear view mirror fell off
a few days ago. Maybe it fell to prevent any second glance. Not that I
wanted to see it again anyway.
It reminded me of a this doll's head
I saw resting on a on ramp just days before. Both lifeless. Both gave
some one joy at one time. Both ended with neglect.

I came home. The
image has plagued my mind all evening. I am noticing things I don't
normally notice. Like the dust bunnies who have romped through the
meadow carpet of my room and have rested in the dark corners to welcome me
the other dust bunnies that will eventually join them.

And I thought, the answers to this life lie within our experience. So experience brings answers, yet causes new questions.
Contrast
was my second thought. Two extremes are always happening. Someone dies
at the exact same time some one is born. This week three people lost
family members, and three people gained new ones.




I climbed
a mountain this summer, I swam in the ocean, fought river currents,
picked up hitch hikers, had close encounters with humming birds,
mountain boarded down steep inclines, saw art that I never thought
possible,sailed lakes, heard music that rocked my soul, met people that
did the same, laughed with friends, cried with friends, bonded with
family, bonded with community, drank, prayed, ate, slept and loved in
more stories that I could ever write in. And this is all within the
last few months. I look ahead and see that the end is too far to see
but I know the dust bunnies are waiting.I feel the comfort they bring.
Even when they are far they seem to have a peaceful closeness, almost
telling me where I should go. When I get there I am sure they will
welcome me and we will share stories and it will be quite amazing.
Can't take a second glance in the rear view mirror though, but no
worries, I know now what not to look at. I know to turn away. I have
seen what I needed to see and now she may rest in peace. She made it to
the edge, the dust bunnies will take it from there. For me, the next
experience just lies around the corner.....




P.s. Live like today is your first day on earth.

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08/11/2007 02:26:56
geez, you never cease to amaze me. I have had quite similar thoughts to yours and I do go to bed feeling lucky that I made it through the day. And I have observed many things myself that makes me think Those things. When 9/11 happened the very next morning there was a huge fog in the air from the dust and rubble, when I saw it, it was like a movie. That day still boggles my mind  I was definitely in my own world that day. (ya see I am only 2 miles across the bay.) Anyways I like reading your blogs...keep em' coming.


07/18/2007 09:01:59

Great observations, Dwightwise.


Thing is, never thought I'd have made it this far myself, but glad to be here.


lost a number of personal friends and many aquaintances in wrecks, OD's, suicides, shootings, war, illnesses...funny thing, the older you get, the more of death & life you experience, the more you value and notice the quickness of time passing...Revel in it, find pleasure in the sweet and bitter knowledge that one day too, it'll be you.



07/17/2007 15:27:05
Life: a limited time offer while supplies last.

That's what makes it so valuable, and what we do with it so urgently crucial.

There's no gauge to tell us how much we have left, no warning light to tell us when we're almost done--tho' I do like George Carlin's idea of getting at least a two-minute warning, so we could choose to go out in some manner of our choosing, dignified or spectacular or whatnot, however we may see fit.

Indeed, live like today is your first day on earth... and could be your last. Y'just never know. That's the fragile beauty of it.




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