Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Adios Alaska



Good byes are always so hard.  I'm sure it's more of a hui hou...

Farewell friend...



Vios con dios view...


Until next time unexpected moose attack...


Good bye glacier...


Later landfill...


Ciao cabin... 



As I was finishing up my final packing, mama and baby moose came by to wish me well... it felt quite auspicious and I was able to leave with only a tear or two...


On my drive south I passed underneath the most magnificent double rainbow I've ever seen.  It spread across the entire sky and had such a visceral quality to it that I knew if I reached out my car window I could touch it.  My whole trip and the beginning of my fresh start has been blessed.

Best wishes Blog....................




8 comments:

  1. I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours,
    I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
    hidden in the bottom drawer,
    I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine.
    Lend me some fresh air...
    I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you,
    I don't want to be your babysitter... you're a very big boy now.
    I don't want to be your mother... I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months.
    Show me the back door...

    Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6,
    Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh,
    Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom...
    You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor.

    I don't want to be the sweeper of the egg shells that you walk upon,
    And I don't want to be your other half, I believe that 1 and 1 make 2.
    I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge on your face...
    At midnight, hey...
    What are you hungry for?
    I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together,
    I don't want to be your idol...
    See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights.
    I don't want to be lived through a vicarious occasion...
    Please open the window...

    Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6,
    Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh,
    Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom...
    You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor.

    I don't want to live on someday when my motto is last week,
    I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart, and it's wounded beat.
    I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling,
    What do you thank me...
    What do you thank me for?

    Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6,
    Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh,
    Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom...
    You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor.

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  2. We turn away to face the cold, enduring chill
    As the day begs the night for mercy love
    The sun so bright it leaves no shadows
    Only scars carved into stone
    On the face of earth
    The moon is up and over One Tree Hill
    We see the sun go down in your eyes
    You run like river, on like a sea
    You run like a river runs to the sea
    And in the world a heart of darkness
    A fire zone
    Where poets speak their heart
    Then bleed for it
    Jara sang, his song a weapon
    In the hands of love
    You know his blood still cries
    From the ground
    It runs like a river runs to the sea
    It runs like a river to the sea
    I don't believe in painted roses
    Or bleeding hearts
    While bullets rape the night of the merciful
    I'll see you again
    When the stars fall from the sky
    And the moon has turned red
    Over One Tree Hill

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  3. All alone at the end of the of the evening
    And the bright lights have faded to blue
    I was thinking 'bout a woman who might have
    Loved me and I never knew
    You know I've always been a dreamer
    (spent my life running 'round)
    And it's so hard to change
    (Can't seem to settle down)
    But the dreams I've seen lately
    Keep on turning out and burning out
    And turning out the same

    So put me on a highway
    And show me a sign
    And take it to the limit one more time

    You can spend all your time making money

    You can spend all your love making time
    If it all fell to pieces tomorrow
    Would you still be mine?

    And when you're looking for your freedom
    (Nobody seems to care)
    And you can't find the door
    (Can't find it anywhere)
    When there's nothing to believe in
    Still you're coming back, you're running back
    For more

    So put me on a highway
    And show me a sign
    And take it to the limit one more time

    Take it to the limit
    Take it to the limit
    Take it to the limit one more time

    xoxo

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  4. They sat together in the park
    As the evening sky grew dark
    She looked at him and he felt a spark
    Tingle to his bones
    'Twas then he felt alone
    And wished that he'd gone straight
    And watched out for a simple twist of fate
    They walked along by the old canal
    A little confused, I remember well
    And stopped into a strange hotel
    With a neon burnin' bright
    He felt the heat of the night
    Hit him like a freight train
    Moving with a simple twist of fate
    A saxophone someplace far-off played
    As she was walkin' on by the arcade
    As the light bust through a beat-up shade
    Where he was waking up
    She dropped a coin into the cup
    Of a blind man at the gate
    And forgot about a simple twist of fate
    He woke up, the room was bare
    He didn't see her anywhere
    He told himself he didn't care
    Pushed the window open wide
    Felt an emptiness inside
    To which he just could not relate
    Brought on by a simple twist of fate
    He hears the ticking of the clocks
    And walks along with a parrot that talks
    Hunts her down by the waterfront docks
    Where the sailors all come in
    Maybe she'll pick him out again
    How long must he wait?
    One more time, for a simple twist of fate
    People tell me it's a sin
    To know and feel too much within
    I still believe she was my twin
    But I lost the ring
    She was born in spring
    But I was born too late
    Blame it on a simple twist of fate

    xoxo

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  5. You couldn't find your peace
    Within the bitterness that burns
    For the sleeping dogs that lie
    Forever to return, forever to return
    Gone but not forgotten
    You cut me down just to watch me bleed
    Gone but not forgotten
    I gave you the last word and that's the last thing you'll take from me
    Isn't justice that you hope?
    Believe in the story that you sell
    For the Sleeping Dogs that lie
    They are live and well, live and well
    Gone but not forgotten
    You cut me down just to watch me bleed
    Gone but not forgotten
    I gave you the last word and that's the last thing you take from me
    Gone but not forgotten
    You cut me down just to watch me bleed
    Gone but not forgotten
    I gave you the last word and that's the last thing you take from me
    The last thing you take from me
    The last thing you take from me

    Xoxo
    503-567-1771

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    1. I am breaking my own heart because I can't finish what I start. Please help me ASAP 911.

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