Maundy Thursday
Apr. 17th, 2025 07:22 amYesterday was a day that started badly and carried on worse. I need to be more patient with Mum. I contacted Bro who told me she had phoned him in the early hours terrified that he wanted to move to the US, New York, somewhere like that. I don't see why that prospect would terrify anyone, but this is Mum. His sleep is so terrible that to be woken out of it for such stuff did not best please him, and he gave her very short shrift, as well as baffled reassurances that he wasn't thinking of any such thing.
But contact with her throughout the day was very frustrating. I found myself headache-riddled.
Today is Maundy Thursday, the Passion. I always feel for this day. Whatever one thinks of Christianity or religion etc, the human moment of knowing that they're coming for you is so terrifying. I've seen glimpses of it in dreams and stories, and I recall Mr T telling us about his father being warned re the Khmer Rouge approaching his village, family members frantically digging out old pots and pans so as to look poor, quick coaching in new identities and illiterate behaviour and then out, out, on to the road in the night.
What do you do if running's not an option? Pray in a garden? You who have been inspired by a spirit of divine truth, you who know yourself to have been chosen. Well, you've been chosen all right. You're about to learn all about humanity, yours and theirs.
It's such a horrible story, the things people do to each other. So I must move on before it pulls me too far down. Here's something absolutely exquisite, gorgeousness for Future Earth, or maybe for ocean living if we all end up moving to K2-18b. It reminds me that there's much more to people than the worst. We create beauty too. https://www.facebook.com/reel/1003629794678443
But contact with her throughout the day was very frustrating. I found myself headache-riddled.
Today is Maundy Thursday, the Passion. I always feel for this day. Whatever one thinks of Christianity or religion etc, the human moment of knowing that they're coming for you is so terrifying. I've seen glimpses of it in dreams and stories, and I recall Mr T telling us about his father being warned re the Khmer Rouge approaching his village, family members frantically digging out old pots and pans so as to look poor, quick coaching in new identities and illiterate behaviour and then out, out, on to the road in the night.
What do you do if running's not an option? Pray in a garden? You who have been inspired by a spirit of divine truth, you who know yourself to have been chosen. Well, you've been chosen all right. You're about to learn all about humanity, yours and theirs.
It's such a horrible story, the things people do to each other. So I must move on before it pulls me too far down. Here's something absolutely exquisite, gorgeousness for Future Earth, or maybe for ocean living if we all end up moving to K2-18b. It reminds me that there's much more to people than the worst. We create beauty too. https://www.facebook.com/reel/1003629794678443