Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Good-Bye to SU

I post this for all my friends at StumbleUpon!
Here's my closest friends ... and I am deeply grateful to have met you!

I dedicate this to Alison, AndSimple, Antoine, Beorn, Bernd, Beverly, Bonnie, Biar, Candace, Crissanca, Christina, David, Faiena, Francine, George, Jack-Black, Jackie, Jayde, Jude, Juha, Kelli, Kelly, Lesley, Lu, Maggie, Marina, Michelle, Nancy, Ned, Pavitra, Pete, Phil, Roby, Rokssana, Sabrina, Stina, , Tracie, Vanessa, Ves and all you others!

I want to emphasise

Roby &
Faiena, Briar & Jude, Beorn & Bernd

whom I came closest with!


Please, forgive me when I forgot some of my dear friends!

As I can't access my SU acount any more I give up ... for three times I uninstalled the toolbar, reinstalled it, tried various versions of FF and IE ... nothing works. I think it's a twist of fortune.
I thank all of you who have supported me, better to say my stumbles.

Maybe I'll do some posting here in yak's hut but it's not the same fun any more. At the moment I feel really sad about the loss ... and fed up ... and worn out!

I wish you all the best!

Forever Yours,

YA


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Just for You!
Jaco (2 years before he was slayed) and Toots Thielemans




w. Weather Report "Okonkole y Trompa & Portrait of Tracy"






When a love is broken ... it's broken and you cannot repair it.
As only recently I had to discover that my last real love was still in my heart but that there's no nearness any more between us ... I woke up the other day ... and let go!

Now it's the same with SU. You can imagine that I'm sad but I accept the ways of life. And I will not try to repair anything. If SU won't let me in any more - o.k. ... it is as it is! If it'll open up again I shall see what I'm gonna do ...!

There's such a lot of wonderful humans in SU ... after some days or weeks you'll have forgotten me (or think of me with a smile as you can smile about somebody who just had died :)))

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William Blake's wonderful poem goes very well with ...


Broken Love
by William Blake


MY Spectre around me night and day
Like a wild beast guards my way;
My Emanation far within
Weeps incessantly for my sin.
‘A fathomless and boundless deep,
There we wander, there we weep;
On the hungry craving wind
My Spectre follows thee behind.
‘He scents thy footsteps in the snow
Wheresoever thou dost go,
Thro’ the wintry hail and rain.
When wilt thou return again?
’Dost thou not in pride and scorn
Fill with tempests all my morn,
And with jealousies and fears
Fill my pleasant nights with tears?
‘Seven of my sweet loves thy knife
Has bereavиd of their life.
Their marble tombs I built with tears,
And with cold and shuddering fears.
‘Seven more loves weep night and day
Round the tombs where my loves lay,
And seven more loves attend each night
Around my couch with torches bright.
‘And seven more loves in my bed
Crown with wine my mournful head,
Pitying and forgiving all
Thy transgressions great and small.
‘When wilt thou return and view
My loves, and them to life renew?
When wilt thou return and live?
When wilt thou pity as I forgive?’
‘O’er my sins thou sit and moan:
Hast thou no sins of thy own?
O’er my sins thou sit and weep,
And lull thy own sins fast asleep.
‘What transgressions I commit
Are for thy transgressions fit.
They thy harlots, thou their slave;
And my bed becomes their grave.
‘Never, never, I return:
Still for victory I burn.
Living, thee alone I’ll have;
And when dead I’ll be thy grave.
‘Thro’ the Heaven and Earth and Hell
Thou shalt never, quell:
I will fly and thou pursue:
Night and morn the flight renew.’
‘Poor, pale, pitiable form
That I follow in a storm;
Iron tears and groans of lead
Bind around my aching head.
‘Till I turn from Female love
And root up the Infernal Grove,
I shall never worthy be
To step into Eternity.
‘And, to end thy cruel mocks,
Annihilate thee on the rocks,
And another form create
To be subservient to my fate.
‘Let us agree to give up love,
And root up the Infernal Grove;
Then shall we return and see
The worlds of happy Eternity.
‘And throughout all Eternity
I forgive you, you forgive me.
As our dear Redeemer said:
“This the Wine, and this the Bread.”’


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update September 08.08

... in the meantime things changed ... I could go back into my SU account and lead a happy life with all my friends ... here it's like my second car I only drive on rare holidays ... LOL



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