At times the future disappears.

Future: something to look forward to, some plan, can’t wait for it to happen. Drive, School, College, Travel, Friends, Dance, Songs.

Suddenly, without a warning, the future disappears into a big black hole.

Where is it gone? What will happen to us without it? Will it come back? How can the future come back?

Is it all like what it feels? Could it be that the future never disappears, but that I, at times, just shine the dark light of grief and desperation on it?

photoThe future is the prayers and thoughts, the closeness, the love and the compassion of friends, the energy in this big, loud, LOUD shout across the land and the sea to Hamburg for Pádraig: Happy Birthday! Lá Breithe Sona! This year will be yours!

The incredible presents, birthday cards, text messages, good wishes on the blog, emails,… it’s OBVIOUS how much love there is for Pádraig and that this love, some day soon in the future, will lift him out of the place where he is now. An Saol! It’s Pádraig’s!

Today’s German Music Tip
DIE APOKALYPTISCHEN REITER – Freiheit Gleichheit Brüderlichkeit. Slightly disturbing German Heavy Metal on eternal current affairs.
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