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Distant Regard

by Tony Hoagland

If I knew I would be dead by this time next year I believe I would spend the months from now till then writing thank-you notes to strangers and acquaintances, telling them, “You really were a great travel agent,” or “I never got the taste of your kisses out of my mouth.” or “Watching you walk across the room was part of my destination.” It would be the equivalent, I think, of leaving a chocolate wrapped in shiny foil on the pillow of a guest in a hotel– “Hotel of earth, where we resided for some years together,” I start to say, before I realize it is a terrible cliche, and stop, and then go on, forgiving myself in a mere split second because now that I’m dying, I just go forward like water, flowing around obstacles and second thoughts, not getting snagged, just continuing with my long list of thank-yous, which seems to naturally expand to include sunlight and wind, and the aspen trees which gleam and shimmer in the yard as if grateful for being soaked last night by the irrigation system invented by an individual to whom I am quietly grateful. Outside it is autumn, the philosophical season, when cold air sharpens the intellect; the hills are red and copper in their shaggy majesty. The clouds blow overhead like governments and years. It took me a long time to understand the phrase “distant regard,” but I am grateful for it now, and I am grateful for my heart, that turned out to be good, after all; and grateful for my mind, to which, in retrospect, I can see I have never been sufficiently kind.

Jamie Lee Curtis recreates iconic angry photos of herself

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Hey to all 24 of my followers I love you guys and I appreciate you following me. I am not actively using this blog so I am going to be deactivating it in a couple of days. I have another tumblr that I use everyday if you want to follow that one !! (nothing-to-say-but-thanks). I really was wanting to use this blog as well as the other one but it was a struggle to go back and forth. I would love for you to come and follow that one ^ as well as check out the secondary blog attached I will be posting my writing on there!!! I hope you guys are doing well and that life is treating you well. I hope you have been nothing but happy and if you have been down just know that I am always going to be around!!! :)

What is love in your opinion?

“i love you. i want us both to eat well” and also, “let me love what i cannot see” and also “you can fuck anyone but with whom can you sit in water?” and also “losing myself in you i find selves unimaginably mine” and also “love is this: two solitudes that protect and touch and greet each other” and also “I wanted us to be entirely alone on this earth, entirely alone under the sky” and also “blow all my friendships just to sit in hell with you” and also “when i love i become liquid light” and also “won’t you come into the garden? i would like my roses to see you” andalso “i deliver myself over to the unknown, in coming to you, i am without reserves or defences, stripped entirely, into the unknown” andalso “i slithered here from eden just to be outside your door” and also “i loved her to the point of invention” and also “you rain on me and i like the earth receive you” and also “let’s plunge into the deep again my love” and also, always–“everyone can forget us–as long as you remember” 

The sun has finally set and night has fallen upon us.

Yet my heart is uneased by the notion that this night that has come to us will inevitably be my last.

No sorrow shall I feel for I have lived the life worth the freedom that comes with death.

Shall I beg death to hear my pleas? Shall I plead and reason with death to not rip my soul from me and cast me into the eternity in which my body remembers fully?

Death is not a bargainer. Death does not simply trade your soul for nothing. Nor does Death fain ignorance for the simple minded.

My time has come and my soul I will not bargain with Death for. I have lived a life worth living and now is my time to die a death I have died a thousand times before.

This night; however lovely, will be my last. I just pray the morning will be just as beautiful.

BEEP BEEP (click the pic)

My mind?

My mind absolutely hates me right now. It won’t help me think of anything good to write and I feel like it is just messing with me right now, but I know that before long I will think of something good because that is how this goes. So, I apologize for never being on here, but I don’t want to post anything that I don’t have any faith in.