Quote of the day:
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places. -Ernest Hemingway
1. Broken Shadows
There was a swiftness to the winds. On some nights it comes in full force, like an army trying to penetrate a durable fortress, even the well grounded trees sigh during the onslaught. Distant memories can sneak up unannounced, and on this occasion while out walking on a gloomy evening, it didn't disappoint. I was lost in thought for what seemed an eternity, seconds became weeks, and minutes turned into months. A contortion of time and space, of the past and present. Sometimes, all we are left with is broken dreams and shadows.
2. Grocery Invasion
The other I walked into a grocery store, a normal occurrence no doubt. I'd gone there not because I needed milk, tomato chunks or fresh bread, or some other random item on my list -I don't do written lists by the way. No, I went in because the store was there. I was compelled to go in by some unforeseen rope wrapped around my thoughts which pulled me in. I walked around the aisles touching an item here and there, and staring at bargains. After what seemed like ages, I gained control over myself again, and walked out with no item bought. I did a grocery invasion and the skies didn't fall.
3. Your Identity, Your Existence
Names can be quiet interesting. I am yet to meet anyone without a name, or an alias, forename and surname, and hey throw in a couple of middle names to make things more interesting. What's in a name you may ask, well everything really. Its powerful, as everyone recognizes themselves by their names and usually have a strong attachment to it. Your identity, is your existence.
Peace.Love.Light*
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30 Comments
1. Time is relative. With an interesting friend or relative time is short, a dull relative and time is long, can even be an eternity.
ReplyDelete2. Supermarkets with all their schizophrenic colours and products nobody wants are the new lunatic asylums.
3. I know a man called Mr Satan and a lady called Miss Teufel (Devil), Germany once had a Bundeskanzler called Mr Cabbage (Kohl). Adolf Hitler's father was called Schicklegrüber. A pity for the world that he changed it. 'Heil Schicklegrüber!' would never have caught on.
Interesting thoughts... I agree with name... I like that mine is unique...not as unique as it was when I was younger but when I hear it, it usually is me... so that is cool...
ReplyDeleteI like that quote by Earnest Hemmingway... many of us really do become stronger in the broken places :)
Excellent post (as always)!
ReplyDeleteI think names are powerful. Everything really is in a name. Our names are who we are. :)
ReplyDeleteMy first name means pure and my last name hope.
ReplyDeleteI'm Pure Hope. : )
-clapping hands- I am able to comment this time!!!!! :-))))
ReplyDeleteLove that first one. Memory! What a powerful thing it is.
And our name... Yes... Important. I happen to love my name. Although I do not use it, on the Net now. But I do love it. And I actually love my Net Name too! :-)
Btw, you do not use a name... Interesting... I hope you like the one you were given.
Gentle hugs,
Tessa
I can never go into a grocery store and come out empty handed! Nice readings.
ReplyDeleteThat takes some doing to go in and come out with nothing
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you were lost in thought, and you wrote about it nicely. It's interesting to me that all the Sheri's I know are somewhat outgoing and happy.
ReplyDeleteYour blog exudes just what you say at the end of your posts.... peace.love.light.
~Sheri
Love the randomness of these musings. They slide into my thoughts like echoes or shadows. I use an alias for blogging but my real name (nickname) is comfortable too. Thought provoking post, as always!
ReplyDeleteI have three names, I only know meaning of my 1st name :)
ReplyDeleteI agree. Sometimes, all we are left with is broken dreams and shadows. I dislike it, more so the bit about broken dreams. In fact, I despise it but as the majority would say, "that's life". Wah :( X
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*nods* well spoken
ReplyDeletein this country, grocery stores are too damn big! I prefer aldi; smaller, good food selection, very low prices.
ReplyDeleteYou went into a grocery store and didn't buy a single item? That is really something! I've yet to manage that :)
ReplyDeleteLike!!! You really just wrote my mind! He is what heroes are made of!
DeleteWow this is deep.
ReplyDeleteI believe we live up to our names. That's why the names in the Bible are relevant and they even change their names as to how they're feeling or according to their status.
I believe names reflect ones identity! ha at not buying anything at the grocery!
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3 1/2 years ago, I wrote about "What's In A Name" - because this is a topic I find very interesting, too. You are very welcome to read my old post and my readers' equally interesting comments here.
ReplyDeleteYour groceries invasion was strange, but I've had similar experiences, too. It always takes me a while to shake off that strange feeling.
Imagine a world without names? There would be no communication, no camaraderie, etc.
ReplyDeletethe grocery invasion made me smile
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nice musings.
ReplyDeleteI love your interesting view on life. The broken shadows is sad, but it is reality, isn't it? I suppose it depends on how important certain dreams are to us, whether a broken dream is a bad thing or not. Have a wonderful end of your week.
ReplyDeleteI love your interesting view on life. The broken shadows is sad, but it is reality, isn't it? I suppose it depends on how important certain dreams are to us, whether a broken dream is a bad thing or not. Have a wonderful end of your week.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful indeed...
ReplyDeleteI've been through the desert on a horse with no name
ReplyDeleteIt felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
Cause there ain't no one 4-2 give you no pain
And, I have wondered of your name, Mr. Blogoratti. :) My first name, I don't care for but love my middle.....and my bj stands for my name.
ReplyDeleteThis is a really good post
Your quote, as always, was right on point and your musings thought-provoking. Love your posts! Hugs...Ro
ReplyDeleteI can totally understand your compulsion to go into the grocery store. They are some of my favorite places, especially when I travel. I can spend all day long looking around a grocery store. I love to imagine what other people eat.
ReplyDeleteMy fav was Grocery Invasion, I know the feeling :-)
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