the whistle of the wind through the chimney

the cold draft of an empty fireplace

i sang a love song in the night

sang it silently

by next days end it was gone

out of sight out of mind they say

the end of tomorrow is a fasting day

night to night of prayers..

old habits die hard

can we ever depart from them?

sometimes i wonder

if ever..

i think they can if they really want to

surround yourself with good influence

refrain from vice

i wanted to bake a pastry but my dear dog was snuggling my leg so i didn't wish to move and disturb her so now it's too late and the dough is back in the fridge

i heard your landlady's grandson got married

time flies in buckets.. i remember their father carrying them as cute toddlers on the four wheelers that ranchers use these days instead of their horses

now they are being wed.. those who were once toddlers that is.. i guess everyone once was..

20 years from now people not yet born will be getting married (after they are born of course)

it's just weird like just yesterday we were young.. now everyone ages around us and falls to the grave left and right but we are left for now

whatever that means.. we are alive for time being.. time that constantly passes us yet drags us along with it as well

a constant orbit through space going it's rounds indifferent to everything .. like ants on earth we are specks on the face of the planet

each with our own lil dreams lil tears little angers .. some bigger than others

of all the right and wrong in the world the good the bad and happy and sad and those oblivious

so is the grass i guess

i watched the waves crash against the beach in their blues and whites of various shades curling crashing splashing over and over as they do ..

it's calming.. i miss it .. i remember it

i remember you tho you are gone and were never there and i never knew you

that's all

*closes book*

i saw the man my father and mother wanted me to marry when i was a youth .. his wife and his son's photos with him on his ghosted profile idk what happened to him.. i heard he got a divorce.. i was glad when he got married so then my folks could get off my case (of wanting me to marry him) i just never fancied him in that way .. not everyone fancies the same things the same faces.. what's one thing to one person is quite often perceived differently to another and we did not see eye to eye on this ..

yet i was surprised to see him around or what was once him wherever he is now.. brings back memories of youth .. you know a whole family from our shul once died in a plane crash trying to fly out of a storm together the mother and father and two teen children.. gone

you never know when life will end we all take tomorrow for granted and for some it will be there and for others not

i see it sharper every day.. watching the world turn as it does watching rage rise in political ranks and screaming world masses

i stare blankly at the twisted narratives playing out.. an ongoing war being pushed in people's minds and i see them and their stance ... you know what will come.. because it was written thousands of years ago .. and so it will be

I wrote this yesterday but didn't feel like posting it till now