When the Sun falls upon me.

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How we remember a moment is our best treasure, and how we make the moment is our greatest gift. This is a memory of sun and wind, and lush green and blue sky, and childhood dreams real with every breath, as I stood there, and the sun just fell upon me.

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The sights before us, and how time changes them.

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Life often reduces us to constructs of thought that are at best, belligerent, and at worst, violent. We do this so easily, we seldom realize what they could mean ..in a different time or different place.

It is much more an act of dedicated effort to build notions that are benevolent and compassionate, but doing so is the best of things..

For from thought action is born.. and for good or ill, consequences are to be found, and histories written.. and from that we build monuments to remember them.

Time then brushes over consequences.. and histories are lost or changed

The monuments weather on the longest.. a lingering shadow of what the thoughts of men may do..and for this reason we should govern carefully our thoughts, for one day they could be the lingering stones upon mount or field.. and may govern how the thoughts of those beings who will follow us, and the actions…

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The sights before us, and how time changes them.

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l_e45a7008a8b54ae88d9c15d001b7d702

Life often reduces us to constructs of thought that are at best, belligerent, and at worst, violent. We do this so easily, we seldom realize what they could mean ..in a different time or different place.

It is much more an act of dedicated effort to build notions that are benevolent and compassionate, but doing so is the best of things..

For from thought action is born.. and for good or ill, consequences are to be found, and histories written.. and from that we build monuments to remember them.

Time then brushes over consequences.. and histories are lost or changed

The monuments weather on the longest.. a lingering shadow of what the thoughts of men may do..and for this reason we should govern carefully our thoughts, for one day they could be the lingering stones upon mount or field.. and may govern how the thoughts of those beings who will follow us, and the actions they choose.

When the Sun falls upon me.

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How we remember a moment is our best treasure, and how we make the moment is our greatest gift. This is a memory of sun and wind, and lush green and blue sky, and childhood dreams real with every breath, as I stood there, and the sun just fell upon me.

Not all memories should be discarded because of with who we made them.

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Not all memories should be dicarded because of how we made them.

The City of Oban, Scotland.

Ten years ago or so this picture was taken, when my life was wholly different.

It was at that time one of my life’s great moments. Now it is a recollection so bittersweet.  It will forever remain, a cherished memory, those days wandering the lands of my ancestral kin.

 

 

Of thought and breath and sunshine.

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I never tire of thought.. though the weight of it may send me reeling, and the pain of it may make me wince, even cry out.. I always remember that when there are no thoughts to think.. there is no us to think them.