Sunday, February 21, 2016

The Window to If Google Was A Girl 
An aged man turns to window for answers 
Countless turn to Google for answers 

The Window (Italian sonnet) 

A window stirring calling him return
The seasons’ winds had sprinkled it with dew
Reminder of the dreams he stumbled through
And scents of times his heart could still discern
Familiar sun looks different today
The window draws rich visions of its own
With colors of the feelings he had known
And treasure which would never pass away
He stares beyond what weary eyes now see
As shadows calling out from all around
His window crying hope can yet be found
He calls her name for peace and clarity
He closed his eyes to life and all its charms
Such fullness ever after will abide
Yet no one was there with him when he died
Through window he is in his lover’s arms 

An Italian sonnet about a man staring out a window. As the sonnet goes on, we are given more information as to what is going on. The sonnet mixes sadness with sweetness. Also notice the window moves down one line as the sonnet progresses? 

What this poem illustrates is that as a person gets older memories take on a whole new meaning. In this case, we learn that no one was at his side when the man died. Understandably, we feel sorry for the man. But the window (or his mind) paints a picture so rich in colors, we can't help but be drawn in. Lesson/message: whether one believes in a "here-after" or not, we all may have to face those sunset times. Remember this. Remember "The Window". Live this time to the fullest. Make the most of this moment. Make those memories that will keep you warm when the world around us turns cold. Memories that are special to you. Some of us like world cruises. Some of us like warm cups of coffee in our favorite chair. Without giving endless examples, the point is that we as individuals have unique needs to our fulfillment. Because of my age, I'll never be able to run around Lake Merced again. But I did when I could. I have never been to Paris. But I stayed at the Madonna Inn with Arlene. (Woe!!!) Make memories. Enjoy. There will come a time. 

Here is a song that let's my memories dance: Joaquin Rodrigo "Concerto De Aranjuez Adagio" 

Now-a-days many-a memory is on a computer 

The name Google is a play on the word "googol", a mathematical term for the number represented by the numeral 1 followed by 100 zeros. Now we know. Although Google has made many strides, many still think its operating system is still too inflexible. What if it was more human? Meet Rachel Levin, a YouTube superstar best known for her channel Rclbeauty101 where she posts video blogs, comedy skits, and beauty/lifestyle videos to her more than 6 million subscribers. She has thoroughly looked into the Google issue. 
In fact, Rachel has gone one step further. "If Google Was A Girl" 

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  1. Make memories, nurture memories, cherish memories.
    I certainly have some I hug to myself on dark days and darker nights.

    1. Wonderful addition to this edition.
      Thank you for everything

  2. I googled is Google a boy or girl and got 150,000, 000 results! Methinks this proves the point of the video.

    1. Good work, good friend.
      Thank you for adding a touch of yourself to this

  3. What moving words of love and connection...

    1. We are the dreamers.
      Thank you for your support