joined on 08/06/05
last updated 08/10/05
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about me
10 years USMC, 15 years Aerostat FD, , now retired on medical disability, former pilot, scuba diver, hiker, camper. I love redwood trees, and the peace of the deep forest, that's disappearing so rapidly. I love the sound and scent of rain in the trees, the gurgle of small stream, warm sun on my body, cool breezes in my face, water flowing across my entire body when scuba diving. I dream of my lost love, missing her constantly, wanting only her, needing to be near her but never to be again. She's gone from me back to the home we once shared, And I hope she's happy now. Without her, I only want death, my heart already dead.
Sadly, I was right
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Just another empty day. Hurry here, hurry there, do this or that, all empty and devoid of meaning. Nothing seems important anymore. Just my thoughts of Her, and what we had and did. THOSE were important. Those were the things that mattered. Whethe...
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Yet another empty day ahead
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Go here, go there, do this, do that, and for what? Is it worth it? Why don't I just stop, and sit, and wait for an end to arrive? Why do I continue on falsely, making a play out of my existance to keep others happy? Well, we'll see how this day tu...
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Today's mental wanderings
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How do I continue with my heart dead? How can I go on without hope of love? She loves others, she won't let me back in. We had so very much, we were as one when together, we thought one another's thoughts, we dreamed one another's dreams, we felt ...
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Just another empty day. Hurry here, hurry there, do this or that, all empty and devoid of meaning. Nothing seems important anymore. Just my thoughts of Her, and what we had and did. THOSE were important. Those were the things that mattered. Whether we talked, or walked together, or made love, anything. Even watching Her perform on the stage was important to me. I made every production I could. I'd go see her at work.
One of my dearest memories: My 17th birthday, in my math class, She came r...
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Go here, go there, do this, do that, and for what? Is it worth it? Why don't I just stop, and sit, and wait for an end to arrive? Why do I continue on falsely, making a play out of my existance to keep others happy? Well, we'll see how this day turns out...
Mon, August 8, 2005 - 8:58 AM
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How do I continue with my heart dead? How can I go on without hope of love? She loves others, she won't let me back in. We had so very much, we were as one when together, we thought one another's thoughts, we dreamed one another's dreams, we felt one another at all times. And now she's gone from me, away to the home of my heart, away to her own life now, a life I hope with what little I have left of my heart that She's happy, that she has love and the feelings on oneness we shared. I see her ...
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""Children of the 60's",
""Pearls of Wisdom.,
""The power & beauty of Nature,
*** Love! ***,
415,
>>>I know...But I'm just saying<<,
all alone...,
Bellydance,
Bitter Bitter Bitter,
Broken Hearts,
Cat Lovers,
Cats of all kinds,
Earthquakes,
Feline Friends,
GAIA - the earth is alive,
Lost,
sfbay,
Soul Touching,
Tribal Bellydance,
Unconditional Love,
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