“Ends are not bad things, they just mean that something else is about to begin. And there are many things that don't really end, anyway, they just begin again in a new way. Ends are not bad and many ends aren't really an ending; some things are never-ending.” C. JoyBell C.
“Everything has to come to an end, sometime.” L. Frank Baum, The Marvelous Land of Oz
I have decided it is time to 'call time' on this tale of mine. Am I done yet? not really, but then I don't think I ever will be. I have not had a 'quiet life' by any stretch of the imagination, and the more I write, the more I remember, this tale has been feeding itself since I decided to start it's telling and it is in danger of becoming obese.
As my mother use to say to me when I was a boy "Know when enough is enough David"
I intend to go on, for many years yet and certainly my spirit of adventure is far from extinguished, but now is a good time to withdraw from the keyboard and wrap things up on HALF DEAD AND DANCING I have already extended my tale somewhat, from thirty five to fourty one.
Some of you may have questions... and in some cases I feel that I have barely touched upon certain things, certain people, certain years..have missed important dominoes. But fixating on what was is unhealthy, and wastes time that could be spent fixating on what could be.
My past is behind me.
The square pegs of yesterday have been replaced with the square pegs of today, and i'll give a nod just now to Tim, Carl, Billy, Kenny, Dean and Ian who have become my latter day Fringe people, the new square peg Elite.
There have been numerous adventures that have not been mentioned on these virtual pages, a multitude of highs and lows that will remain unmentioned. An amalgamation of Happenings and mishappenings that may well deserve a book of their very own, but they are not a part of this one and were never meant to be.
I continue to evolve, as do we all, as each new dominoe we meet topples into us and sends off on our journey. The direction is not really something we choose, just something we choose to enjoy or fear.
Bill Hicks hit the nail on the head when he said...
"The world is like a ride at an amusement park. It goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: Is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride..."
It has been said that to be a blogger you need to be fairly Narcissistic. I am fairly Narcissistic, but I never entered into this tale with a 'Look at me' attitude. Indeed, for the first few posts it remained in a private state, unreadable by anyone but me. I decided to start writing about my life in a humourous way to help me deal with what was possibly the most difficult period of my life to date.
It was therapy.
I was encouraged to share by friends, and reluctantly at first, opened it up to the world. I am glad that I did, because the feedback I have been left by readers has been great...and I want to thank everyone that took the time to leave a few words for me.
This story is done. It has run it's course and I am happy with what lies before me here on these virtual pages.
The next step for me will be to turn the virtual into the actual, and I hope to be holding a bound copy of HALF DEAD AND DANCING in my hands before this year is out...before December if it's going to be the end of the world!.
Thankyou for allowing me to share with you, and for being so kind and gentle with your feedback.
Although I most likely do not know you, and just as likely never will...I wish you and those you love all the best.
There's a wink for those of you who think you may be Square pegs (If you think you may be..then you are) and there's a smile for those of you already living hapilly on the fringes of society.
Remember what Bill said, it really is a ride and you need to enjoy it.
And most of all..remember that people are like Dominoes, all of us are colliding with eachother and toppling off in random directions. Every interraction has value and every meeting, no mater how brief should be valued. It is always beter to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all and cherish the rough times, because they define us far far more than the smooth.
