Goodbye cruel world,
I’m leaving you today.
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

Goodbye all you people
There’s nothing you can say
To change my mind

Goodbye

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I awoke at 5:45 am to the cover of darkness.  A silent mist caressed the sky and cooled the air.  An ominous calm fell silent across the day.  Years of waiting, hoping and dreaming has come down to this morning.  At 6:30 am I joined several hundred fellow patriots who have chosen this day to care; who have chosen this day to speak out with the power that is granted to us who believe.

“Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”
Senator Barack Obama

At 6:55 am I cast my vote for Barack Obama to be the next president of the United States of America.

I was listening to the radio
I heard a song reminded me of long ago
Back then I thought that things were never gonna change
It used to be that I never had to feel the pain
I know that things will never be the same now
I wanna go back
And do it all over again
But I can’t go back I know
I wanna go back
Cause I’m feeling so much older
But I can’t go back I know
I recall hanging out on Friday night
The first slow dance
Hoping that I’ll get it right
Back then I thought I’d never ever stand alone
It used to be that a lonely heart was never shown
I know that things will never be the same
I wanna go back
And do it all over again
But I can’t go back I know
I wanna go back
Cause I’m feeling so much older
But I can’t go back I know

Eddie Money, from the album “Can’t Hold Back”, 1984

Cliff Bailey 1969-2008

I have no words.  Yet, I must write.  Compelled.  Driven to express the emotions, the feelings that have driven my heart, my mind tonight.

It is an October night.  This October night.  Crisp, cool air rests upon a gentle breeze.  A distant train clicks and clacks in the distance, mournful, chanting a woeful rhythm understood by the melancholy few.  The piercing silence of the night, exaggerated by the news of the day rests heavily upon the hearts of the living.  Only you can create the depth of longing that swallows the soul this day.  You are a rude son of a bitch.  You force yourself upon the unexpecting, maligning and raping the untouched, taking at will, depriving, decimating, leaving chaos in your wake.  And silence.  Oh the silence that you leave behind.  The unrest.  The helplessness.  The chasm of utter despair, and realization that you shall have your way with us all.

You left us today.  Taken against your will, I’m sure.  In sleep you lie; in sleep you remain.  You touched the lives of everyone you passed.  No one escaped your genteel way.  Your wit and smile graced us all with joy and enthusiasm.  Those you knew, you loved.  Those who knew you, loved you.  

May you rest in eternal peace.  May the memories of you heal the mourning souls of all who are left behind.  The gifts you received were shared with us all; your charm, your wit, your enthusiasm for life, your quirky outlook on all that you touched.  Each of these you poured as a healing ointment upon the troubled souls of everyone you knew.  Your smile lifted us all.  You were a gift.

Someday we will join you in your eternal rest.  Someday.  In the bondage of the commonality of life you have gone before us, certainly to pave our way with laughter and peace.  Rest now, and be free.

Not into sharing much lately.  Have lots to think about and say, just keeping it all in.  It’s an introvert kind of thing.  So deal.

Just to keep this blog thing going and feel like I haven’t totally abandoned the effort I’ll take the slacker way out.  Here’s a meme I lifted from Kapgar.

The Rule: Answer the questions using only one word.

1. Where is your cell phone? Pocket
2. Your significant other? Soulmate
3. Your hair? Greying
4. Your mother? Loving
5. Your father? Uptight
6. Your favorite thing? Music
7. Your dream last night? Unknown
8. Your favorite drink? Guinness
9. Your dream/goal? Self-employed (so it’s two words, doesn’t the hyphen count for anything?)
10. The room you’re in? Cubeville
11. Your hobby? Billiards
12. Your fear? Pain
13. Where do you want to be in six years? Mountains
14. What you’re not? Unopinionated
15. Muffins? Not-so-much
16. One of your wish list items? Dobro
17. Where you grew up? Carolina
18. The last thing you did? Meme
19. What are you wearing? Lucky’s
20. Favorite gadget? Magellan
21. Your pets? Yappy
22. Your computer? Mac
23. Your mood? Happy
24. Missing someone? Yes
25. Your car? Donkin
26. Something you’re not wearing? bullring
27. Favorite store? Guitar Center (Geez give me a break)
28. Like someone? Uh-huh
29. Your favorite color? Black
30. When is the last time you laughed? morning
31. Last time you cried? How can you answer that question in one word?  I don’t know, not today.  Gah!!  This is why I hate Memes with their stupid self imposed rules.  What a pile of crap!!  Go Away.