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I await
my fall
from grace.
I'll be brave
as I can be,
for I am,
a careless man.
I know not
what fate
will come.
To live
or succumb
to those
who hate.
I'll await
this time
in solitude,
searching for
different scenes.
No more!
No mas!
Here I stay,
not to remember
but to
stay away.

I look into
the eyes of
my beloved wife.
She is upset about
something, but cannot
tell me, .what it is.
If something goes,
awry, she will not
admit it, instead
will say "It wasn't me."
Words said, over and over again.
Never was this way,
prior to being diagnosed
with Early Onset Dementia,
in January 2017.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

The beautiful Trifid Nebula is a cosmic study in contrasts. Also known as M20, it lies about 5,000 light-years away toward the nebula rich constellation Sagittarius. A star forming region in the plane of our galaxy, the Trifid does illustrate three different types of astronomical nebulae; red emission nebulae dominated by light from hydrogen atoms, blue reflection nebulae produced by dust reflecting starlight, and dark nebulae where dense dust clouds appear in silhouette. But the red emission region, roughly separated into three parts by obscuring dust lanes, is what lends the Trifid its popular name. Pillars and jets sculpted by newborn stars, above and right of the emission nebula's center, appear in famous Hubble Space Telescope close-up images of the region. The Trifid Nebula is about 40 light-years across. Too faint to be seen by the unaided eye, it almost covers the area of a full moon in planet Earth's sky. Open star cluster M21 just peeks into this telescopic field of view along the bottom right edge of the frame.

Photo by Vikas Chander

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No matter where,
no matter when,
I will soon,
see you again.

The sadness of Dementia,
as it transforms into Alzheimer's,
is painful to see,
as a loved one changes
in front of me.
There is pain from memory lost.
She does not believe she has Dementia.
It was a given in the beginning.
She was aware and spoke of it.
Now she believes she is getting better,
she is not.
I wish there was a cure for this
terrible disease. Unfortunately, there
isn't and I'll continue to be with her.

Alone, he was,
within a crowd.
He spoke softly,
never was loud.
It was his
polite manner,
which distracted
from within,
his burning desire,
to succeed,
however, he
wanted to
be liked.
A contrarian
business model,
"You must be
short, don't
fraternize with
your coworkers"
at this he failed,
but he was happy.

A cry,
A wail,
A request
For love,
Come from
Others Far
From here.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

In 1716, English astronomer Edmond Halley noted, "This is but a little Patch, but it shows itself to the naked Eye, when the Sky is serene and the Moon absent." Of course, M13 is now less modestly recognized as the Great Globular Cluster in Hercules, one of the brightest globular star clusters in the northern sky. Sharp telescopic views like this one reveal the spectacular cluster's hundreds of thousands of stars. At a distance of 25,000 light-years, the cluster stars crowd into a region 150 light-years in diameter. Approaching the cluster core upwards of 100 stars could be contained in a cube just 3 light-years on a side. For comparison, the closest star to the Sun is over 4 light-years away. The remarkable range of brightness recorded in this image follows stars into the dense cluster core. Distant background galaxies in the medium-wide field of view include NGC 6207 at the upper left.

Photo by Joan Josep Isach Cogollos

When darkness
draws near,
'tis when
rises an old fear.
Fear lives
deep inside.
Fear of losing,
fear of failure.
Always try,
life changes,
you'll see why,
fear will
go elsewhere,
if you
will deny
and look
towards the
future and
another try.

Barren the branch,
no leaves appear.
Will they return?
Perhaps, next year.

To love,
to laugh,
to cry, again,
to feel,
to know
you have a friend.
To say
the words,
so often
not said,
"I love
you so"
is what
she spoke.
Stay here
with me,
one night,
more, for
I need
you more
then I
can say.
If you
cannot stay
anymore,
I will
show you
the door.
Goodbye love,
perhaps we
will meet
once again.
Unti then,
let us be
just friends.