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thank you friends

on March 1st, a beautiful man, a father, a son, an uncle and a friend took his life; he was an amazing spirit, charismatic, brilliant, funny and so kind. The pain that led him to that place was clearly intense, if only that intensity had lent itself to seeking solutions here, in this place, with the people who loved him but couldn't assuage his guilt or pain could, but have lessened his load (I think I'm still in the bargaining stage...) he was fifteen years old when I met him; he lived with my ex husband and I for about five years, and though we were only a few years older, our responsibility to him was enormous, his parents were still over seas, I can't help but think that if I (we) had only done things differently, the pressure he felt to succeed at any cost would have been a moot point... respectfully requesting love and prayersfor my family asthey struggle to deal with this overwhelming loss my sweet baby, rest easy now farhad joon, I love you

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I join you in that prayer revrainbow ! they're crazy people; yeah, crazy people protected by the first ammendment unfortunately have you seen the counter protesters who show up and block their signs? some of them are hilarious!

taj mahal santana chris smithers jackson browne steve miller band the rolling stones chris issak bruce springsteen warren zevon patty smith green day ani difranco (the sixth grade band at penn charter) magnetic fields belle and sebastian richard shindell jeb loy nichols frances dunnerey the san francisco symphony orchestra(beethoven's 9th) cake rat dog jerry garcia band and of course, more grateful dead shows than I can count(and probably, a few I can't remember)

I am so sorry for your loss..losing our people is awful when I read your words about your cousin Dickie's death, I was reminded of the delicate ties that we have to our extended family; even though we can drift away as we get older, that tie remains and it's strength can surprise us at times... I promise to hold your family in the light and I wish you peace at this difficult time

I don't know the answer to your question. I have thoughts on it,though..in terms of random thought, as others have said, I believe we are responsible for processing them in a way that causes no harm to ourselves or others; but to their origins and our responsibility for them, not so sure I've had some pretty weird dreams - there was one in the last few months that I believe I have traced the origins of..a young girl knocked on my door late at night and asked me to borrow something inane (like a hairbrush or something) I said no, because there was something ominous about her presence and I "knew" that she was not after the thing she had requested as I tried to close the door she pushed her way in and proceeded to attack me and other (random) people in the room, enter dark halls, silent screams, mayhem, etc... I was like, "wow, where did THAT come from"? til later when I realized that I must have fallen asleep on the couch with the television on as a suspense movie that was looping on cable came on again and I recognized the protagonist I think that some frightening dreams of a weird place with high metal walkways, creepy ominous fish and large marine mammals can be traced to my childhood when I lived a few houses from the intercoastal outside of Miami, we'd sometimes walk across the drawbridge and look down into the water, at four it creeped me out and at thirty when I walked across that drawbridge again, I was pretty certain that that was where this dream came from...that and seeing my grandparents off on the Queen Mary in New York when we boarded the ship with them before departure.. I do think though that there are other things at play, not just those thoughts that imbed in the subconcious sometimes; I'd say that the dreaming mind is incredibly complex and let's not dismiss the grey matter/brain chemistry component...

thank you for posting this, and I join you in love and support of those who were killed or injured on that tragic day and for their loved ones my cousin, younger by two years, the one who swung from trees, shared cookies and mischief with me was a young marine stationed there that day their bravery will not be forgotten

my most sincere condolences to you on the loss of your father blessings to you at this sad time I read a poem recently called "In My Good Death" in this month's issue of The Sun ; when I read it, I almost burst into tears, as it was exactly as I would wish my own "good death" to be.. hoping that your father has found his and holding you and your family in the light grateful ministermom

to all! let 5771 be a wonderful year

lucky girl to have such insightful and pro-active parents, and lucky teachers for getting that input - there is nothing better than communication and solidarity between home and school you know, I'm not sure if my daughter is actually brilliant or if we convinced her she was - without arrogance or rose colored glasses - what I know is that I always had her back if she was wronged, or her butt if she did wrong parents need to look to themselves when things go wrong with their child's education (as you did) continued success to your daughter and kudos to you

Little Bee by Chris Cleave - amazing

blessings continue at this sad time, friend..and thank you for telling us a little about Larry - he sounds like a great guy may he rest in the arms and hearts of all who love him peace and blessings

I am so, so sorry to hear that your little girl has such a terrible struggle ahead clear in your voice is how very much you love and respect this child she has a strong foundation, that counts for alot I've railed against the fates too; sometimes it's impossible to understand what the bleep is going on, and why - it will never be clear to me why some I adored had to suffer so much if only our wishes alone could keep them safe and out of harms way I wish you an easy ride on the difficult road ahead, and a million blessings to your daughter all is not necessarily lost; I'm a ten year survivor

dreadfully sorry was at the beach (we don't do computers there ) now these are lyrics, right? lovely, lovely song (or poem!) I don't write much poetry anymore but the other night I was laying on the dock with my sister, having a glass of wine and gazing up at a million stars, there was a poem there..

beautiful boy - millions of blessings continue

on the beach this weekend, missing those gone from me and anticipating a month with my west coast family here, on this lovely patch of the northeast coast so I was missing me Da a little (okay, a lot) I come from a long line of beach bums - and my decades of summers on the beach with him ended not so long ago this song came to my sleepy ear (via my DJ son in law)and lifted me up - it was as if he was singing to me (and the part about "moving his mouth" was so germaine, he had some strokes and there were times when he could"t talk..) In the Aeroplane over the Sea Neutral Milk Hotel What a beautiful face I have found in this place That is circling all round the sun What a beautiful dream That could flash on the screen In a blink of an eye and be gone from me Soft and sweet Let me hold it close and keep it here with me And one day we will die And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea But for now we are young Let us lay in the sun And count every beautiful thing we can see Love to be In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me Anna's ghost all around Hear her voice as it's rolling and ringing through me Soft and sweet How the notes all bend and reach above the trees Now how I remember you How I would push my fingers through Your mouth to make those muscles move That made your voice so smooth and sweet And now we keep where we don't know All secrets sleep in winter clothes With one you loved so long ago Now he don't even know his name What a beautiful face I have found in this place That is circling all round the sun And when we meet on a cloud I'll be laughing out loud I'll be laughing with everyone I see Can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all we'll meet on a cloud and we'll be laughing out loud, I'm sure of it (and Anna was my Grandma)

love and a million blessings to you and your family, reverend baker, and most of all, to little Daniel (may you hold your little grandson well in your arms before you read this) I promise to hold you and yours in the light

Happy Father's Day to all you Dad's out there though every day is Father's Day, and though Hallmark may have given us this one enjoy your day! I wish I was scrambling around looking for shoes to meet my Dad at the Club for dinner tonight...those were the days

love that poem, thank you, friend

dog man and I will forgo the beach and stand in our spot, with our wee flag, with our love and our memories on a street in a small town near my father, uncles and grandfathers post like we did with, and to honor Pop and all the brave all those years (you and yours are not forgotten revrainbow, come to Philadelphia and stand beside us - it would be a high honor and a privledge!)

I like it!