Title: Fortunes of the Faint and Feigning
Feeling: empathy, within and without
dreme: of mail coming to the old=haus...with cat & kids
Fulfillment of dreme: cat's haus has become a mail=drop
for me much as the good Apartment had been for the Turtle
Videre: spits & spots of othre peoples' crasy screens
Listening: birdsongs during a rare thaw, footsteps...
Weathre: bitterly cold but gradually rising
Soop: ham-bean and potato avec parsley and garlic
Puxxles: SuDoKu is not as uninteresting as i first Believed,
altho they are progressifly more difficult as the week wears
Text: Sunday, January 10th, Twenty=Ten...there is plenty of
Holy Water to go around. Oh! Today is the special day when
WE remember the Matriarch [Hane] coming into the werld
even though she also left it behind a scant Eighty years and
six days after. {She slept mercifully on either side of Each}
Come to find, Roomy#5 shares the same birthiversary! Yet
he is well and truly in the middle of the suffering sojourn...
And, as a certified BUDDHIST, i continue to Act rightly in
guidance toward each and every Path. Thot rightly too.
Thursday, January 14th, 20-10...On Sunday night, the
concierge filled his Hotel by lending the fourth unit to a woman
from the islands. As much as i've seen her thusfar, she is very
lovely. Tuesday morning was the rescheduled filling of the
Methodist food pantry. {DAVE said,"Pastor won't allow us to
restock during nice weather."} i also managed to consume a
goodly amount of my Soop, yet could not convince my boys
to sample it. Their loss--as it's one of my best Efforts.
Wednesdé morning, afore werk, i caught a glimpse of LUIS
in his delivery=van; he was the quiet & stealthy Tenant of the
fifth apartment prior to the current one. This^ happened in
the parking lot of my ever favourite grox schtore which still
and always operates in the midst of my three (3) dwellings.
{the Universe assuredly has such nodes and nexi} There was
much to MEMORIALISE this week: from the passings of
the veep's mother and MIEP GIES, who held onto that small
book that Anne Frank wrote...to the many thousands who've
perisht Or are perishing in the nation of Haiti. As ever, i put
the scant power of my prayers toward healing and rescue.
Concluding thots: "You meet the nicest people, when you have
the Need of them." "You become the nice enough person, when
you Serve the needful ones because You remembre meeting their
counterparts." "One can do good by being good, which is alright,
Or One can become good by doing good things, which is a slightly
bettre Way to arrife at the same place." Another mile of Names
added on...and fervent smooches for all ~slack
