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i met a very interesting man today. he is 60 years old. he is a computer professional, musician, film maker, half farmer , metal and wood engraver , freemason,templar knight and poet of sorts.
he plays half a dozen musical instruments, his resume makes me hide under a sheet, and his zest for life inspires me.
man..how much i crib about not having the time for anything. when i tell him this he says.."as kids we were taught to do anything we put our minds to do" Fine way to raise kids i'd say.

i felt so small in front of him. but my resolve to find time and do things ive always wanted to has been reinforced.

i had a friend while in college. she came from a weird family. they lost their son who was brilliant in an accident. from then on they all walked about life like zombies. the only human element in that house was her dad playing the violin. He was really awesome. he never played it in front of anyone....but you could always hear notes wafting through the house...melancholic notes...he played alone in his room below the stairs.
TO cope with his sorrow he learnt to play the violin.
and as always music heals.........

the two above posts are unrelated...i had no control over my thoughts as i typed this.

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sunson
Jun. 2nd, 2005 05:46 pm (UTC)
the two above posts are unrelated...i had no control over my thoughts as i typed this.

Sweet. Something like Story#1, i think happens to everyone right when they think "what the hell, I have no time!". :) and I love it when I don't have control over my thoughts for short durations as much as the current state where I don't seem to think of anything. Oscillating between sleepfulness and wakefulness... Beautiful :)
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