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  • beulah888 3:23 AM on March 29, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , Hope, Management, Time, Timing   

    Too Late 

    A day past the deadline.   A day after I was supposed to have done it.   A day after.

    I planned to write on the 28 and post to this Blog.  So here I am a day late and not caring a bit.

    Why?  Well why care?

    So many people in life do not care about anything.  Neither good nor bad, important or unimportant.  So why should I?

    It is too late anyway.  And when it is too late to care, then there is no point in pretending sorrow or sympathy or pity or anything akin to regret.  It is too late!

    Way back many years ago there was a radio programme that had those words as part of its opening spiel.  I have never forgotten it and often reference it.

    It goes something like this:  “Too late–one of the saddest phrases in the English language”

    Well today I am posting a day late and it makes no difference to the scheme of things in Life.  Does it?   It makes no difference to anyone reading this.  Does it?

    I mean it makes no difference.

    Yesterday, if I had done it yesterday, it may have been something else.   Maybe more interesting and better.   Maybe.

    One shall never know.  Because one cannot call back a day or an opportunity.  It is gone, lost.

    And don’t tell me that today is better, either.

    Today we bear the pain of yesterday’s loss.

    It is too late.

    tooo late

    evermore-it’s too late



  • beulah888 3:16 AM on March 6, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    In My Bathroom 

    Shit 005There are many things I do in my bath.
    Brush my teeth is one of them; though I sometimes do that in my kitchen, or while checking that other things around the flat are ok.
    Sometimes I even brush my teeth while glancing through a magazine as I wait for the kettle to boil or the bath to fill.

    No, in my bathroom are the ordinary things that are of no great financial value, and that you may find in most bathrooms across the world.
    Things like soap and shower gel and loofa and oils and scrubs.

    In my bathroom though, there is a certain peace and joy that you will not find in any other room.
    Do I take it there or is it there as part and parcel of the room?
    Is it a state of mind connected to bathing and relaxing, and otherwise ” sprucing up”?
    Perhaps there is that psychological relation, but the joy and peace are still there even if I am merely brushing my teeth for the night, or sitting on the loo.

    What is it about my bathroom, any bathroom I guess, that you get such a sense of release and freedom that produces a joy pleasure and peace otherwise unattainable?

    I figure it is because in my bathroom I am completely me.
    Alone with myaelf in my nakedness, it does not matter that it is the smallest room.
    It is precisely because of its size that I am forced to focus on me.

    In my bathroom I come to my natural self as I do ‘Nature’s business’, and THAT fuses me with my nature.

    If I cannot find peace in my bathroom, I cannot find it in me.

    Especially in Hackney.

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