"Mike Connor" wrote in message
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As you say, and have obviously experienced, ( although these things may
differ widely), it seems quite a few people take some time to die, as soon
as they actually start dying that is. In many cases, it seems to be
something that they more or less consciously decide to do, or some
mechanism
takes over from their normal "geist" or "Verstand"( spirit?, "grasp of
life"?).

Arrrrggggghhhh! I am not sure that it is a good idea to even talk about
it
on here, even if I could do it in a sensible and understandable manner.

The hurt never really goes away. But time erodes the sharper edges.

I watched the full moon rise a couple of days ago, always one of my favorite
sights. I've seen it hundreds of times and each time it seems impossibly
large and near. Close up photographs, as we all now know, show a savage,
jagged, and ultimately forbidding place bereft of life or even the dimmest
hope of it. From my front stoop, and even with my corrected vision, it is a
fuzzy orange and warm looking ball, a perfectly round and beautifully lit
spectactle that exists for no better reason than my enjoyment on a warm
spring evening. The ancient Greeks were on to something. Perfection is
real enough, but it's out there somewhere.....and it's permanent. I know
(after a fashion) what it's really like up there but I never think about
that at times like this. Plenty of time for that, later.

Back to lurking, and keeping my too hasty mouth shut.

Plenty of time for that......later.

Wolfgang