Earlier this week Coop wrote . . . .actually it was just yesterday. . . .seems almost like weeks ago, so much is going on. .
I had planned on replying to his comments about agape and eros in a special 'topic'.
I have tried several times to begin but I cannot. All I do is sit, idly staring at the screen and keyboard, unable to
approach this at the moment, my thoughts drifting in shallow pools, moved by the tidal rise and fall.
Events of this week leave me kinda feeling like I had been severely kicked in the balls
unable to stand up again. . . .for now, anyway.
The 'seer' who wrote about the year of the Tiger mentioned it was not going to be a year of love fests and other agape a and erotic pursuits. I suppose she writes what she 'sees' but. . . ..did she need to be so dead on about it, so soon in
the New Year?
I hate it when people say something BIG and say nothing. Let's just say that Fisher-man, Baker-man Portugese
Pete and I have crashed on a craggy rocky shoal off the Cape Cod coast. We're both still here, working
to try repair the boat so we can safely make it back to the mainland beach.
Bear with me. . . .'all will be well. . . .all will be well. . . .all manner of things will be well.'