Once Bitten...

*** I have resumed re-writing & posting those updates which Google had lost some months back. Once I'm finished with my April "butterflies" project I will unveil my new blog over at Wordpress. *** Much love to all, bobby 2011-09-14

Inspiration, joy, beauty, Oneness, the spark of recognition...

Sunday, July 11, 2010


Subspace was apparent today. I felt it from sunrise to set, taking an unusual twist inbetween.

Still feeling the effects of the Sunday Morning Aether, I slipped into the day, not quite fully touching the ground at any point.

My daughter was spending the weekend at Grandma's and so we chatted on the phone for several hours, telling jokes and playing Toontown - great fun (and safe) for parents & kids alike. We finished up when she had to go home, where the conversation is rarely quite as candid. Not long after, I received a call from her mother saying that my girl was missing me. Even though we live countries apart - her with her mother, half-brother, and mother's partner - we still talk most days; sometimes briefly to just say goodnight & send I Love You's; sometimes long enough to help with her homework, read a story, play wordgames; or just listen to her day - but hearing that she was missing me after already spending so many hours talking earlier in the day was very touching.

Just before my Sunday Siesta, I re-read a beautiful half-chapter in a friend's unfinished story. We'd written parts of this story together before, so - still awaiting the second half of today's update - I was almost tempted to write it myself.

Instead I daydreamed it.

Later on, I received a communique from the author - a short missive of missing. We don't talk as much as we used to, so it was nice to know that we were thinking of each other.

I'm honored to be missed by 2 such amazing women, and so intensely by each on the same day. Maybe there's a connection there. Maybe it's just coincidence. Maybe it's Subspace in effect. No matter which, much love goes out to both.


Satellite Party - Awesome

Both have an association with this song, one of them singing it to me earlier today.

They are some of the simplest lyrics I've encountered, but condensed to the very essence of meaning.

"Oh, they say the world is always turning, in suspended animation"

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