Very recently I had the chance to visit my dear friend and former roommate in Singapore where he now lives with this wife. The flight from San Francisco is one of the longest commercial flights lasting more than seventeen hours from takeoff to landing. The return trip took fewer than fifteen hours. This difference in time is matched by a difference in flight path and can be explained by the affect of the jet stream.
when became we foes daily i gave you my all i will not strike back
like the canyons deep we are nothing pure absence oh beauty in void
some have told me that fake news did it that there was no chance that faceter and twitbook made us believe it some have told me that we must forbid that an alarm should sound to eliminate that no alternative fact exist lest we believe it some have stirred to try and prevent it that the algorithms see through that the censor do its work and hide it some have stirred to ask, what must we that people not see it that the reader not read it hide it but I do not blame the lie because it was always there just as the pasture gate leads away from the highway and into the field and from the field and into the pasture and from the pasture and into the slop the signs lead the way once we may be fooled but twice is on us as the saying goes and from the noise and into the discourse and from the discourse and into our mind some have challenged me to come and reason that I may discern my path that I might oblige my duty question it some have challenged my entitlement that my feet may learn the path that my way not be misled in the dark probe it some have challenged my response that we not simply believe that we not hide and cower that we filter the noise that we treasure our minds that we question that we probe that we ask that
when you deal with me please assume the best and then doubt ev'rything else
When we feel like we are a burden on those who love us, we’re usually blind to the fact that supporting one another brings us joy. “Being a burden” is usually a lie we believe that holds us down. We are worth far more than we realize.
My good friend Anne shares in one of her many honest and helpful posts about the reciprocal nature of friendship and help in times of need. She writes many words but they are worth the read.
This is for those of you who feel like burdens to friends and who are valiantly trying to shoulder the weight of your struggles by yourself.
Please give others the opportunity to help. Please don’t fight alone. Please treat yourself as you would a dearly loved friend.
In the last year, I’ve had too many conversations with too many incredible humans who are hurting alone and who timidly come to me at the very end of themselves.
“I don’t want to be a burden.”
“I’m sorry I’m calling again.”
“I’m sorry to bug you.”
They don’t want to be burdens because they know how heavy what they are carrying is and they don’t want to involve anyone else. They don’t want anyone to feel the way they do or to be trapped in the same emotional struggle they are. They don’t want to reach out only to not find help…
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play it again Sam one of my favorite films let's watch it again