Thx for asking mate.
100% shit.
All that time worrying about the possibilities of nuclear war and the end of the world and it's all bullshit isn't it. It's never going to happen.
Too true. They even had a goading bill board from cnd under the spaghetti junction a few months back. Love is always the answer, the way and the only thing that conquers hate bringing peace. Great couple. The auld cliche "better to have loved and been loved and lost than never have loved and been loved at all." I know yous a good pairing, cos of things you've said and thibgs you've done together.
My dad died in nov. I collect dead people as better company than the living these days. Been doing so for a few years. I prefer to communicate with and think on my dead people than mingle with the unliving crowds. I suppose cos I been alone so long.
I cannot say I know how you feel for ive not spent such long time with the love of my life. Only beginning that journey. Getting to know the only one I want to know good and steady.
You remember , you're not the loser, you're the winner. So many are too afraid to take the loving leap of faith for the fear of losing that love in some way. My dad carried on without love of his life over 40 years.
I am a very tough auld booter. Spent best part of 40 years with no one to love like that at my side. And see how I find the sparks of joy in everything round this shyte hole of a city? The presence is the essence. Let liza always be with you in all you do. It's a more special relationship than you could imagine once you tune into those whose bodies have died while their spirits have passed. Know this. Far better than th majority of the living are the souls of those departed to those those souls love.
Loss is horrible, yes it is, keep your good head, and if you need to snap at ignorant and stupid people thru this time be sure to do it. Release your pain and inflict it on the worthy unworthy. It is very satisfying. With my fathers death I have enjoyed unleashing on the beasts that hoped to find me a crumpled heap so they could congratulate themselves for picking me up. Let liza pick you up. She always will. Little snappy bursts on strangers getting in the way is a good release also. I like going to empty places and wittering on to myself, even in my garden "I'm writing a play. Go away!" grief is a very strange thing. So much weird stuff surfaced and bothered me, i think maybe just as good time to get all painful shyte out of me while I had a excuse or good reason to do so, to march forward with the spring in my step.
March 18 my dads last visit to my house. My last sighting of him, in hospital bed while the brother poised the finger over the 999. The last couple of years of my dad, tainted by the troubles. I trust there is no tainting on your times with liza. Do your best to focus on creating your best garden this year. Pour all your love of liza into it. Places you've been and all them things. Each flower that opens like your special blossom liza. Love truth and beauty always, but if an idiot begs it in any way on a painful day, unleash some pain on them. You owe no one anything, just yourself your future happiness.
You aided me so well all them years ago and I was delighted to get the postcard from your travels and read about them travels. I light a candle and some incense, im just a beginner on the deep love rd. I send best healing over your way and I will pray to liza too.
