The throbbing question is, “will I remember me when I am gone, if I can’t remember me before now?”
“Is this the glass darkly?”
Only I will know. Or I will sleep.
I have given this a great deal of thought lately. We all live in our own reality. We have to realize that
I am the most important person in the world.
I’m not wrong. This is what I perceive to be true. For me, this is truth.
You see, everyone can see the same thing, but you never see it exactly the same. I can look at something, and the person standing next to me can see it too. But their eyes are next to mine, and there is no possible way they can see it exactly the way that I do.
So, to tell someone “oh come on, don’t think that way!” or “seriously, that is not what just happened!” can be considered as showing a lack of respect for them. If the person is kidding around, that’s one thing. But if they seriously have seen or taken part in something and interpreted it as thus, then we need to show respect and consider it. This is who they are.
All of us are living inside of our own reality show. It’s almost like a virtual reality. I imagine putting on those virtual reality goggles and we go off into our dreamlike state. We have an entire universe inside of us. The world does center around you! (I thought that was a crazy idea when I first heard that. I thought, “What?! That is so self centered!” Then I thought about it. While the world spins, we each have our own opinions, our own value system.
A long time in speaking up. Fear of people thinking I’m too radical. Too shallow minded.
Freedom of speech in hand, I want to say this: “why are tourists allowed to go to hostile countries?” I think that, until situations change, no one should be allowed to travel into a hostile country. It is a sad thing that Otto has lost his life. But a very foolish thing for our government to allow tourists the ability to travel into a hostile country. We are asking for trouble. Guidance is needed. Why are we setting ourselves up for failure, for loss of life?
We have to show wisdom and discernment. Is this a good experience or a bad one? Are my actions in keeping with their culture, or am I putting myself (and possibly others) at risk?
Be careful Americans. Know what you’re getting into. We have to take care of ourselves!
“What I must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think…you will always find those who think they know what is your duty better than you know it. It is easy in the world to live after our own, but the great man is he who, in the midst of the crowd, keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.”
The House at Riverton (author Kate Morgan)
I chose it, from the hospital cart in the lobby, for it’s title. I was captivated by the book all the way through. Kate Morgan plays her hand well. While I was able to figure out one mystery, the climax of the story came almost at the end. Very well written.
The story line regards a lady’s maid, a poor child, whose mother once was a maid at Riverton. It unfolds almost immediately with our heroine’s fascination with the children who visit the manor.
The aspect I truly enjoyed is how the author can capture the heart of the old person. The lesson for me is that I need to pay attention, everyone is special.
“I like Sylvia. She’s one of the few people able to look beyond the lines on my face to see the 20 year old.”
“…time erases real lives, leaving only vague imprints. Blood and spirit fade away so that only names and dates remain. “
This is a true to life (fiction) novel about the ending of Victorian ways and Edwardian times. Anyone interested in reading about how life once was will enjoy this New York Times Bestseller. Well done, Kate Morgan!