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I hear you Pat,it is not the concept that I object to,but the constant overuse of the phrase,usually by sports figures,politicians,or other celebrities,and how they wish to "move forward" and please,can we just forget my lil indiscretion here..seems like they all have the same writer who uses flowery phrases to describe just how sorry they are and how they understand the gravity of their error,etc etc ad nauseum,before saying it is now time to "move forward"..Ya know that's actually, ultimately, completely accurate.
What I mean by that is, is that the things one might regret, they catch up to you and challenge you, that is test you and what you may, or may not, have learned in the now.
Forward is just another way saying future, and that's just wondering what one 'might' do differently, if one dwells on one's regretables, but one never really knows.
Not until that is, a 'now' moment comes along, and tests what you may, or may not, have learned from it.
Then one moves on, it's just time that goes forward.
I don't believe this one whit.Everything happens for a reason.. right?
Who's Whit?I don't believe this one whit.
Whit Johnson, silly.Who's Whit?
Is he rich? If so, I'm sicka him.Whit Johnson, silly.
(He's very unreasonable.)
95%! Ooh.95%!
Yeah that bugs the snot outta me, too.I hear you Pat,it is not the concept that I object to,but the constant overuse of the phrase,usually by sports figures,politicians,or other celebrities,and how they wish to "move forward" and please,can we just forget my lil indiscretion here..seems like they all have the same writer who uses flowery phrases to describe just how sorry they are and how they understand the gravity of their error,etc etc ad nauseum,before saying it is now time to "move forward"..
This made me cry. You have a gift for writing.There's an old joke about this:
If I had it to do all over again . . . I wouldn't.
But I don't know that that is necessarily regret.
Maybe the past and present simply don't mesh properly; don't dovetail perfectly. Things rise and live and fall and die and ashes and dust form layer on layer, like autumn on summer, new beginnings resting uneasily upon the remains of old endings. Hours and days and years and . . .
The past doesn't die . . . not really.
It's there. Patient. Lurking beneath what you see, beneath today. And sometimes we may wander into it through nostalgia and recall. We may visit former lovers, lost children, departed parents . . . the blind wonder of a particular time when we may have captured some small, fleeting beauty meant only for us. Memory. We hold it close and keep it safe and call it ours. And when we need it, we can find it.
But maybe we don't always get to choose.
Maybe sometimes a small piece of today chips off and yesterday is there, winking and blinking and not sure what to do in the strange light of now. And maybe sometimes that's okay . . . even though "now" is no longer the same. We see it differently layered on what was before and we find ourselves wondering anew; reassessing what we thought was true in this new light.
Or maybe not.
No! I've sullied the thread too much as it is!Yeah that bugs the snot outta me, too.
Doesn't it make ya wish they'd just go away and 'spend more time....'...ah jeez I can' t even say it, well, I could, but then I'd have to slap myself...and gee whiz would I ever regret that...but of course I'd eventually go forward with my life, you know, and learn to move on with it...ah man I think I just blew my own mind...how kewl is that..blunt my good man, more Dali if you please, that's some good snit!
No! I've sullied the thread too much as it is!
My maternal grandfather came from Russia. He learned English and used it as the main spoken language. However, many of his friends still spoke Russian when in groups. I regret never learning the language. As a child it would have been absorbed without a problem . Now I have a dear friend, Russian, and the regret renews as I could be speaking her native language.
No, I'm saying that I started the sully and must now stop it.
This is an intervention ain't it, come on, be straight with me man, you think I'm Daliddicted doncha??
Fine!No, I'm saying that I started the sully and must now stop it.
No you can't.Fine!
Yeah sure, make me cruise for it, don't need ya...and I don't have a problem, I can quit anydali time I want
Yeah well..uhhh..yeaaahh so, I...um, 'k ya got meNo you can't.
You have to regret it in this thread.Yeah well..uhhh..yeaaahh so, I...um, 'k ya got me
But but, but ya can't make me regret it, only I can do that, nobody else can make me, not unless I let 'em, and I ain't gunna