"If you really love someone as much as you say you do then you will help them to fly, to transend, to

be happy, to be free even if that means they must leave you. Love is helping them and encouraging them to be the best, the most successful and most joyful person they can be. I know you're scared to be alone. Don't use your little games to stand in the way or hold them back or tightly by your side. Letting go is like slowly opening your eyes that have been squeezed shut and unclenching your grip and letting them go to be apart of the world. Let them be the glorious person they were meant to be and enjoy the experiences and opportunities they were meant to have. Sometimes they are sitting right next to you and you look up and see that vacant, distant look and you know they are already gone and they're not coming back." 

 

 

                                                                                                                  Anna Arnold

 

 

This piece came to me today. Could be the beginnings of a short story or a poem?

 

 

The following are lyrics to a song that was playing in the car as I drove close to home. I particularily like the line, "Do you ever think of me? You're so considerate." Is it the end of a relationship Dave Grohl is in or about his relationship with Kurt Cobain when they were in Nirvana? Neither?

 

 

 

 

Heart of gold but it lost its pride
Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes
I've seen your face in another light
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
In too deep and out of time.
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

A simple man and his blushing bride
Intravenous, intertwined
Hearts gone cold your hands were tied
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
In too deep and out of time.
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Do you ever think of me?
You're so considerate.
Do you ever think of me?
Oh, so considerate.

In too deep and lost in time
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Hearts gone cold and hands were tied.
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Do you ever think of me?
You're so considerate.
Did you ever think of me?
Oh, so considerate.

In too deep and lost in time
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Hearts gone cold and hands were tied.
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Why'd you have to go and let this die?
Why'd you have to go and let this die?
Why'd you have to go and let this die?
Why'd you have to go and let this die?

Why'd you have to go and let it die?

 

 

 

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This morning I started reading that new Issacson book about Einstein. I've aways been fascinated by him and want to understand the Theory of Relativity better. I talked with a physics student recently and she told me you never really will. Too soon to give you any impressions about the book. Not much going on today in the way of art except that I did finish my beads. I'm still tired from the Ingenuity weekend and I went back to sleep this morning, overslept and missed an opportunity to hear Tim Shuckerow's band play for the Smart Art students at the Art Studio at Case this afternoon. Well, tomorrow morning a big group of us are going to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame from there. I believe there will be 60 kids so there will be plenty of photos and lots to say here.