August 22nd, 2014

each saw his fate symbolized in the melancholy dance of the fallen autumn leaf

It is 11:05 AM Friday morning in the death flow. It is another gray hot humid day here in West Michigan. We have had on our central air system on for several days now.

Carol and I went grocery shopping this morning. Before going food gathering Carol dropped Beth off at the Holland Train Station.

Not much else to report right now. I am feeling sick from exhaustion and desire.

I have been reading lately a biography titled, "Flaubert" by Benjamin F. Bart.

Last night is a blur. I do remember reading till Midnight, "Flaubert" by Bart. Now it is another day. No way out. No way of escape.

Well I will close to feel awful.

"Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love." Song of Songs 2:5
  • Current Music
    Son Volt "Trace"

I left my life behind to catch a glimpse of life

It is 5:10 PM Friday evening. It is 80 degrees humid and gray outside today. I should mow our lawn but why? Our neighbors in the back have not mowed their lawn in years and it is a jungle. I do not report these neighbors to the city because birds and animals live in their backyard now. I suppose if it was not for our neighbors and living in the city I would not mow our lawn. We do not manicure our lawn. If I had a ton of money I would hire someone to mow our lawn and trim our shrubbery. I also like to have flowers blooming all around our house. Well someday I will be in the New Creation.

Today has been normal. I read my books on the life of Flaubert and wandered the house. I laid down till dreams drove me to the edge of madness. Now I am sitting here in front of this computer writing more words.

Carol is sleeping right now because she goes back to work after being off since Wednesday. No escape from the grind.

music Caribou "Swim"

So existence goes by. There is nothing on television worth watching tonight. I plan to go to bed early. Tomorrow I once again volunteer at the library used books store from 10 AM till 1 PM.

Well I will close to drift into the darkness.

wildflower
  • Current Music
    Leftfield "Liftism"

the road to emptiness

It is 10:16 PM Friday night. I plan to go to bed soon. Tomorrow will soon be at my throat.

I have been mainly reading this evening a novel titled, "Augustus" by John Williams. Earlier I read some more of the book, "Alternating Current" by Octavio Paz.

This evening I called our son Josiah and talked to him for awhile. Joe and his wife Hannah just moved to Washington state to start new teaching jobs at a private Christian school. Hannah is from the state of Washington, so there is family near by to watch over them. Joe bought a touring bike and plans hopefully to ride his bike to work in the future.

Well I will close to go to bed. I must get my beauty rest.

"But I fear, lest by any means, as the serpent beguiled Eve through his subtilty, so your minds should be corrupted from the simplicity that is in Christ." 2 Corinth. 11:3

a picture of our wildflower garden in our backyard
wildflowers
  • Current Music
    Jim O'Rourke "Bad Timing"