~ The Life And Times From The Inner Spirit Of ................................. "Rolling Thunder"

~ Memories ~
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Memories

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All of us have memories of happy times, of sad times, memories being a state of mind, memories being of things yesterday, past, gone forever. Photographs in the depths of our mind, the bottom of our heart, our Soul, our Spirit. Memories sometimes of what could have been but was not, memories of what could have been and is not. These memories even the bad ones make us appreciate the good ones even that much more. To have someone special pass through our life, during the passing for whatever time we are blessed with their presence are good and happy but when they vanish as clouds disappearing over the horizon or they vanish as vapor rising into the Heavens. These memories are of most times not pleasant. We should look at the happy pictures that we have taken and throw away the sad ones which are etched in our memory, etched in our brain, etched in our heart, carved into our Soul, engraved into our Spirit. We need not keep those pictures of sad memories, we have permanent monuments weighing us down but if we have enough happy memories, happy pictures, sweet tears from the Soul, letters written within the Spirit with red ink from the depths of our inward being, we recall with happiness and satisfaction, contentment, pleasure these memories of the past, of yesterday.

We can look back on that individual, that friend, that companion, that lover irregardless of what the relationship was but is not now. It is like with life itself, the road of life sometimes very smooth as with silk, as with a very still calm body of water, sometimes as an erupting volcano or earthquake, sometimes as a lance or broadsword dagger piercing our flesh. We have all built up a certain thickness of armor, the mind, the heart, the Soul, the Spirit.

Periodically someone comes along and crawls inside that armor. We allow ourselves to be vulnerable with feelings that maybe we have never felt before. Feelings that we have said we will never feel again, of letting ourselves go as we have allowed that person to come under our armor into our inner being through the flesh, into that area that when injured not physically but emotionally. When that area is injured it is unlike an injury to the flesh or to the organs inside the body. Most times these organs can be repaired, this flesh can be sewn up, put on a bandage or a band aid until it heals but when the cut, the gash is deep, the wound does not come through the armor, the flesh into the inner Soul into the inner being into the Spirit. It does not have to penetrate because they are already inside and when you hurt, you hurt from the inside out as with normal pain, normal injury, you hurt from the outside in.

Memories, memories of speech with one another, memories of hearing that others soft voice. The remembrance of looking upon their beauty, the smell, the scent, the aroma, the fragrance of even a friend, even a companion but more so someone that you love. Taste, taste is a common, common sense. Taste is a sense of our earthly abilities, you taste a friends water that you have shared, you taste a companions snack, a lovers lips. The memory of the touch of that individual with a firm handshake, a pat on the back or the warm soft embrace of someone that you love. Your minds at one time were one, your heart, your emotions were one, sweet and salt tears from the soul were shared, the happy and the sad, those tears.

Red ink from the very depths of our inward being, the Spirit and in the case of all three, friend, companions, lovers. We share the flesh, the flesh that houses all of the Earthly senses and all of the senses of thoughts, emotions, the Soul, the Spirit. Feel the firmness of that handshake, the firmness of that meaningful pat on the back, the warmth. The love of that embrace around your waist as another’s fingers drift through your hair, as another’s flesh touches yours with love and feeling and emotion. Tasting that nectar of the lips, all of these are memories, these pictures that we keep in our memory album. The things we did together, the friendly things, laughing, playing around, frolicking. The companionship that of which sharing beauty, travel, looking at a beautiful sunrise or beautiful sunset. Sharing with a companion the closing of your eyes, the resting of your bones, your mind, your Soul, your Spirit. the resting of all of the organs in the house of flesh, the laying down next to that special someone, drifting off, relaxing, waking up with that someone to share another day then all of a sudden it is tomorrow. Today's yesterday has turned into tomorrow, there is no more present, there is only past, there is no more looking, only pictures, no more doing, only memories.

We have to grasp onto these memories, hold them with our heart, within our mind, these memories help us grow. These memories even if they are of yesterday and of today, these memories that we have tomorrow have been within our life, our time here on Earth. Do not take these memories and burn them, use them up, throw them away, put them in the trash, save these memories as one would do pennies, nickels, dimes for a rainy day. then you can look back irregardless of how bad it hurts to have yesterday and today taken from you. You only have tomorrow with our memories, those memories keep us from being totally void, vacant, empty. We have had that moment of those moments of happiness, companionship, friendship and yes, even of the relationship, even though it is over, the memories can live on. You can dream of the past, we can remember, call back those happy times and times that are not too happy at the present. We have all had happy times, sad times, we all have memories. Let us remember to keep those memories close and tight and well stored away in our mind, our heart, our Soul, our Spirit. We did not write them on the pages of the depths of our inward being with red ink from our Spirit, we did not stain them with the salt and sweet tears of the Soul without purpose, we did not at the time that they were being written, write them without emotion, without deep thought, we wrote them to last forever.

Irregardless of how we lose that special someone, that friend, that companion, that lover whatever the relationship was, however we have lost them and however impossible it would be to recall any moment in time, somewhere in time that is all behind us, that is all the past, that is yesterday. Today is not started nor has it ended but tomorrow will also soon be the past and the tomorrow after that will be past. Let us try our best in all that we have to make these memories, happy memories. Grasp, hang on tight, never let go. For Grandfather lent us, lent us for whatever period of time that he felt that he could do without this individual to continue doing little jobs, little chores. Maybe this individual needed to cheer somebody up, love someone else, share with someone else. Love is given to us to share, we are given love, someone to love is only on loan. Let us have these memories for today and tomorrow and forever, through all infinity, through all eternity.

This individual was special at one time. Why not continue for that person, that individual, that animal, that creature, that critter to be special in our depths. We once said I love you, when we said I love you we meant what we said whether it be to a friend, a lover, a pet, creature of the forest, the mountains, the desert, the plains, the sky, the waters. To Mother Nature we say I love you because maybe she gets charred and vegetation gets burnt up, she is no less beautiful for in time if we continue to love her black and charred she will again show us her beauty, the same as memories, keep those good ones, those happy ones. We keep yesterday and today within our mind, our heart, our Soul, our Spirit for tomorrow.

..Memories, Thoughts Of The Past..

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