Hey,
Rhizo, thank you for responding. If I may:
I do feel for them, I make myself. I stop and think. I honor them with a moment of my time, and my attention. I do it because it feels very important to me. I understand it sounds like poppy-cock, or (my personal favorite) delusions of grandeur. I am a sucker for french. Good language, good people.
Kyu and I might well be talking about 2 diff things, it happens with us.
But this is another sidetrack.
More concise these days.
No War. Bring 'em home, for everyone's sake. My opinion. Could well be wrong. Thank you.
-Pip
Rhizo, thank you for responding. If I may:
Quote:This statement can't be literally true or you would have to be medicated to deal with your grief.I don't know if that is actually quantifiable. Whether or not I have to be medicated is up to my doctor, and I don't have a doctor. I don't take medication, but I do have my many coping mechanisms. My whole life is coping, like a half-pipe (sort of?). I deal with a lot of grief. It is part of life. I try to look as honestly at reality as I can, but it hurts. So I just content in trying my best, not in real perfection.
I do feel for them, I make myself. I stop and think. I honor them with a moment of my time, and my attention. I do it because it feels very important to me. I understand it sounds like poppy-cock, or (my personal favorite) delusions of grandeur. I am a sucker for french. Good language, good people.
Kyu and I might well be talking about 2 diff things, it happens with us.
But this is another sidetrack.
More concise these days.
No War. Bring 'em home, for everyone's sake. My opinion. Could well be wrong. Thank you.
-Pip