...like Virgil’s Agnosco veteris vestigia flammae–I feel once more the scars of the old flame…there’s the abject loneliness the holidays always represent for me…the reminders of all that makes me sad. The sharp prodding that stems from my orphan status, and this is just the right combination of cells in the Petri dish of depression. That’s when I have to create my own reminder that Virgil also said, Facilis decensus averni–The descent into hell is easy. We do have some control over the nature of our thoughts, after all. And I would like to believe–nay, MUST believe–that this control is at my own fingertips, and not in the hands of some mysterious force in the universe that insists on vexing me.
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Published April 1, 2013
by Indie Literati Press.
Health, Fitness & Dieting, Professional & Technical.