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From now on the nightingales
will sing of us sitting here outdoors,
where wind lifts the hair of the willow
and starts her dancing.
God knows what they say
to each other then.
From Rumi's "Outdoors and The Passion of The Grass"
i who am DUST & ASHES
have taken it upon myself
to speak to the LORD...
"suppose just two should be found there...?"
Genesis 18 (June 7th)
Arq. Hugo Baracchini "Historia de las Comunicaciones en el Uruguay"
Facultad de Arquitectura, Montevideo - Uruguay Instituto de Historia IH
Anáforas Facultad de Informacion y Comunicacion - Uruguay
So he lifted his eyes and looked
and behold
three men were standing by him;
and when he saw them
he ran from the tent door to meet them,
and bowed himself to the ground.
And said, "My Lord, if I have now
found favor in Your sight,
do not pass on by Your servant...
"Please let a little water be brought
and wash your feet
and rest yourselves under the tree.
"And I will bring a morsel of bread
that you may refresh your hearts.
After that You may pass by
inasmuch as You have come to Your servant."
They said, "Do as you have said."
With Christian (over the iphone),
... I know I know... I know exactly what you're thinking...
"what's up now???"... with your hand on your forehead, the other on your phone, and thinking "O no, here we go again!, What have I done to deserve this?" :( - I know, I know... If you're standing, please sit down and fast your seat belt ... just kidding! Now, only after getting your permission to interrupt for a brief moment whatever you were doing, I'll talk:
Last night I couldn't stop thinking..... about the horrific experience of being under the land mower blades........ We agree that she was spared... She could have been shred to pieces... (I like to call it "she")
What you beautifully (difficult to read too) described about the little mermaid "endurings", made me go back to the crocus and spend some more time there. What a story/photograph of love and hope... You can't find a trace of terror on her all giving being...
From there it was very easy to end up at Slayed Humanity Boulevard... whether by blades or other means, bloody or not exactly, there are a lot of people breathing terror (in all its varieties), despair and loneliness, all across the world. As I go through my daily duties, your photograph, carefully saved in my heart, masterfully illustrates my prayer for today,
"Slayed Humanity" - (oppressed, killed and the kind), with God's beautiful promise that every trace of terror, horror, wound or hurt will disappear, it will not be possible even to remember any of it.
One more thing: One of the things I did today was to look for undetected holes in my pocket, I don't want to lose the moon you so kindly and unexpectedly put inside it. I'll never forgive myself if I do that!
Bye now :)
PS: Christian if I "bug" you with my thoughts/comments/talk/interruptions/unauthorized scriblings on your work/etc ... please - I beg you!!! let me know. It looks like the system's firewalls are not working properly!
Somewhere at Google+ Square, 2014