A story to tell ( Archived) (13)

A story to tell


"With these in my mind, I'd say that: each one around me has a story to tell; I was one of the listeners, and perhaps a part of me, still is, - but in order to listen, for one's request being listened, I am the one setting the terms, the borders, the lines, the circumstances of allowance; in rest, I am who listens without being there, in the quietness of the night, where the veil has been liften to the shore by the one who carry the light, under a dark robe. So many stories I've have heard, as still many others to hear. And there are many beings into this world, which silently speaks to the ones who listen, for they too, have listened what was to be told; those are very rare, to be found, for they listen without notice and they have ears to hear what is there, to be spoken.
Each one, around me, has a story to tell, but as each wants to tell its own story, and being listened, how much time, patience and willingness has, for the other one around? If all speak in the same time, Silence is required. For it is within Silence, what is to be listened, and it is within one's soul, what is to be found...
Most of those around me, want their story being told, but they have ears and do not listen. For such, whenever they want to tell me their story, I shall ask them who's story they have listened before, for as how much time they had, will be returned upon the same measure with whom they have gave, and with the same measure they have taken, it would be taken from them...
To all those who know how to listen, I would be, therefore, the story-teller, for I have no story of my own, to be told,
For each has a story to tell..."



"Death will come when thou art dead,
Soon, too soon--
Sleep will come when thou art fled;
Of neither would I ask the boon
I ask of the beloved Night--
Come soon, soon!"
( PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY )

well, my weekend was a story.

Yesterday while I was preparing for my 2nd vaccination I couldn't find my passport, so I searched the house from up to down twice. Nothing. Then I got a phonecall, and cause I was almost sure it had to be on my desk I decided to look under my keyboard, and bingo. Went through all the papers twice.
Then I cycled to the location and about 200 meters before arriving I heard a strange sound . So I didn't trust it and stopped. Then I rolled my bike slowly forward seeing if I got a spoke broken. Bang, my tire exploded. I walked to the location and there I discovered I was a day to early. So I had to leave, walking to a bike repairshop 3 km furtheron, it was recoomended by a friend of mine who lives in that area. But I found out this shop was twice as expensive as my bikedealer. So I didn't got my bike repaired there. I turned around and walked about 7 km's back to my own village. I called my bikedealer in the mean time and he aranged another bike for the coming days. He was about to close when I phoned, so I had to ask for the key next door, a Turkish Pizzeria.
But having drunk nothing for hours, walking 3 hours with my bike, arriving in my village I first went to the pub and had some beer.
In the evening I got a phonecall, I didn't have to teach anymore on sunday, the chessclub is open for the kids. So I had time to rest til late this morning and got my vaccin today.
Sometimes life sucks.

PeKaatje > unfortunate, for you, to have the shots.