Tears of sorrow

  I've not posted for a long time and I've been absent from SL. I hope to change both of those things. My apologies to those who feel neglected.  I've missed my friends and exploring.
 
Don't read past the picture, if it bothers you to read things that don't pertain to SL.

  Last week, I learned of my uncle's death.  My tears started before the phone call ended. I had to know... Why was I crying for a person that was a source of frustration, pain, anguish in my life?  Oh, the stories I could tell...  But I won't dwell on those right now.  I can simply say I was curious about him at first. Eventually, over the years of exposure, my thoughts changed to disdain for this man, which turned to pity and sometimes compassion within our long time of knowing each other.  This tumultuous relationship of ours is significant to who I am today. I believe, the people who are in our lives leave marks into our soul.  The experiences both good and bad alter the thought process and reactions we have.
  After some research, I found that ... Scientists studying tears of emotion have detected a chemical that cannot be found in tears from irritants - it seems that simply by weeping we produce tiny amounts of a natural painkiller [leucine enkephalin] that hits receptors in the brain and, in turn, dulls our pain.
  So according to my brain... I did love my uncle, even if he was a bigoted, condescending, manipulative miser of a human. Our bodies have internal defenses to protect us from ourselves.  I was crying because my brain knew I needed to cry, even if I was not cognizant.

Drifting Through Time

As I drift along I wonder...

Do I have control over time...

Or does IT control me? 
http://slurl.com/secondlife/Kuso/252/252/14
Thank you Bon


365days: 12 [yeah I'm going to try again]

365days: 9 of 365

Pixel Dreams

 

365days: 8 of 365

Place to dream...

Mao - land of the Great Wall of China

 

365days: 6 of 365

Colorize Your World

365days: 5 of 365 Precipice

Brink of a dangerous situation.

Soft falling snow.

Does snow feel soft when you fall?

365days: 2 of 365

Do you ever get THAT feeling...

someTHING is watching you?

365days: 1 of 365

No Time to write. I'll explain later.

Love Thursday: Treesome

Not a typo... Treesome sometimes you just want to be held... in a tree.

Memories of you

I find that all my memories are entwined
with
not just a picture in my mind
but
all the senses combined.

~ Elora Henig

Of course, the traditional five senses we learn about in grade school are sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste. Surprisingly there are more senses, according to academic studies, but that's another post, maybe.
For me, all five senses overlap in importance depending upon the circumstance. Some memories are triggered by a smell; salt marsh, a taste; french fries with malt vinegar, a touch; sand between your toes, each important on it's own or can combine to form a particular picture.

[Daydreams for a moment]

Ahhhhh, The aroma of a fresh cut lawn and wet earth are a couple of my favorite smells. Focus...Elora focus. [makes note of future post ideas]
Excuse me, my mind is just a mess of wires crisscrossing and they tend to get jumbled up often. For me, I believe, music plays a strong role in evoking powerful emotional flashbacks.
Alright then music... the song that sparked this post is from [plays fanfare] Yellowcard, One Year, Six Months. Although I've not been in SL that long, only one year and almost five months, it's close enough.






(portion of the lyrics)


I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you

I can tell that you don't know me anymore
It's easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
And being on this road is anything but sure
Maybe we'll forget, I hope we don't forget


<-------one year, four months

one year ago

It's a lovely song. Listen, if you have a moment.

Fishing: You're Doing It Wrong

Thanks to Merrick's new creation, Fish Hat, I felt the urge to express myself. But I couldn't decide on which caption.

a. I'm NOT a bug!!! [mumbles, stupid fish]

b. There's a fish in my hair! There's a fish in my hair! (forever warped by Disney)

c. Note to self: DO NOT sit close to waters edge while a Fairy.

Which one would you choose? Or Do you have another to add?



P.S. So yeah... I totally failed in the BBBC. \(*.*)/