Another Intermission

 

(From the mental echo to 'ndohlala ndigoduka')

The following is part of an inner dialogue, 

With no particular audience in mind.

Just bits and pieces of here an there.

(Nothing to figure out...it's internal)

What shapes us?  

Maybe rain and memories.

For you? 

Mostly, the music, the words, the images...everything that I've seen or even thought I imagined. Some things seem to stand out more than others. And now that I'm at an age where I've got enough miles, have lived long enough, there are patterns that I'm able to see. Never everything though. A lot of listening too...

And now?

These are the lyrics I remember as he, like a brother, left them on an answering machine:

If I were a swan, I'd be gone

If I were a book, I'd bend

If I were a better man, 

I'd talk to with you more often that I do,

My Friend 

And to think, all these years later, with the assist of this technology, those words were from a song I've never heard. Not until just now. 

IF

Why that one?

The video would not load like the others...still, the connections my mind makes with the images are important, to me.

"The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for."
— Bob Marley

Marley also says something about the difference between being able to feel the rain and just getting wet.

Since this post is down, we're going to go a little high - in a literal sense - for the next one, maybe in a day or so (for anyone who is reading in real-time).  Talk will be about this island and beyond, and part of why some of us can still teach...then we'll talk about a friendship, for what it's worth.