So why should I be sad? Confessions of a coffee addict
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If I am sad, it is not for what might have been, but for what is.
What might have been is of no interest any more. What is to come is, as they say, yet a mystery.
What is, is the source of all sadness for me. What is remains so darkly unknown, so utterly beyond my grasp.
I hear the notes of the music and they pale, fade into nothingness as quickly as they come.
I see the colours of the leaves and the sky and they too are drained and lifeless.
Only the beating of my heart is real, only the in-and-out of breath can take me forward.
The philosopher's stone is unturned, the lover's bedclothes unopened.
Only the heart keeps up this constant rhythm and I feel the blood in my wrists flowing like the tides of time.
The fly
The fly sits on the crust of bread, caught in the rays of sunlight flooding in through the open window.
I feel a crumb under my foot.
There is a buzzing in the garden behind me – bees?
There is a buzzing in my ears – blood pressure?
To know one is alive one must feel the blood seeping through the arteries and veins like a warm flood.
At the base of life there is just one cell and that cell contains the world.
Every thought comes from the leaves and the sky.
And is there love? Is there hope?
No doubt there are voices but their meanings escape me – I cannot catch them, nor do they feed me.
Like a lizard in the sun my body warms from outside instead of from inside.
Hope is a fraud, a word spoken out of desperation to the desperate.
We can know the future – it is exactly like the present.
The eternal rhythm of coming and going, breathing in and out, carrying the weight of the body in the spirit out of which it is born.
And death comes at last like the lizard, quietly, surreptitiously into life in the sun on the garden wall and all begins again.
Beginnings and endings are all illusions.
Only this moment is real with the fly on the crust and the sun through the window, warming my back as the coffee steams next to me with its rich aroma of false enjoyment.
And in the end this moment too is dissolved in the flux, in the passing. It is all illusion.
So what to make of the illusion? Just sit with the sun on my back and smell the coffee, watching the fly on the crust.
It too will die. The coffee cup will be emptied.
So why should I be sad?
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You suffer from a condition that has been recently aptly covered here:
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Enjoy :-))
You're feeling sad???
Only this moment is real Tony and I will choose this moment to visit Tony, to read Tony's beautiful words, to hear some pretty music. It is this moment that is frozen right here for me. I choose to spend precious moments with a wonderful friend and it's beautiful! My espresso is great company! I love you brother Tony!
Can't start the day without a large cappuccino these days. The end of our world can wait.
I only get sad when there is no coffee left to make, I need my fix every morning just like an addict, give me a pot of coffee. great write.
God Bless tony
Please don't be sad
your poem it had
words without illusion
when they talked about how
we live in the 'now'
and that is my conclusion-
Good writing Tony,m
Hi Tony, Your last line reads why should I be sad?
I don't know. You shouldn't! You are a fantastic writer! And you always brighten my day so much when I see that you have commented on my very shallow Hubs. Let us raise our mugs high and cheers to ya!
Lj
A beautiful reflection always comes with a little reality and mystery solving as you've so impressivly showed us here,Tony.;)
Wow, Tony. I really like this. It's so different from what you usually do...very creative.
Happiness is just an illusion, filled with sadness and confusion. Sorry about that Tony everything in life is always a song lyric to me. I love this, but I ain't believing you're sad. I'm trying to remember where I heard Zakir Hussain, I think he did the planet drum album with Mickey Hart. Peace Tony!! Tom
Tony – First of all - the music is beautiful!
You reminded me in this hub of King Solomon who said: “.... The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun...” and actually of all he said in the entire Ecclesiastes.
A second thought crossed my mind - If you haven’t yet studied ‘The Power of Now’ from Eckard Tolle, I have to recommend it. You will appreciate his theories.
And again – the music is beautiful... mesmerizing – to keep us completely captured in NOW. And so often NOW is nostalgic – longing... but for something that does not exist. But why feel sad about it? Just know it does not exist... what we feel and see and hear is really all we have.
Peace and hugs galore for you and yours.
Very nice hub. A loving hug is a good way to push aside sadness. God Bless You.
Hi Tony,
A very clever hub Tony even if a little sad. However sadness must be shared the same as joy and laughter. When we have shared it a little of that burden is lifted.
Whenever I see that you have published another hub Tony I immediatly think "Oh good,another great read!" and you have not failed to deliever once yet!
This is what makes HP the brilliant community that it is: We read, we write, we learn, we support and this is the way that it will always be because there are so many understanding, compassionate and sincere people who have come together.
Thank you so much for sharing your sincereity and talent on here Tony.
A awesome , beautiful, useful and up for this one.
Take care my friend,
Eiddwen.
Sadness is a lack of a brain chemical that is produced by drinking coffee in the morning. If it takes two cups, then by all means, drink two cups! Feel better now? Yep, me too.
It's sad, and beautifully written. Without such sad feelings, there won't be such a beautiful piece of work. Take care and God bless.
Tony , you have me weeping. That was so wonderful. It hit a note in me somewhere., that made me cry. l don´t know why.
Thank you for a fabulous hub God bless
This is a beautiful piece of work, accompanied to beautiful music.
Thank you, Tony
I confess that my addiction to tea means that if I didn't get a bucketful every morning, I would be sad. It’s the only vice I have left. Here’s something to cheer you up.
http://hubpages.com/hub/Lets-go-and-find-some-zebr
Meanwhile, keep that fly off the toast or it’ll give you the scoots.
Tony, Do you think t too muh cofee making you sad
yes of course everything is an illusion - it is all ephemeral and shall in the millisecond dissolve into something that never was before and shall never be again.and yet dear friend you are an illusion too and you relate to every other illusion in an illusory world only in your capacity of an illusion.and the illusory moment between two illusions is ABSOLUTELY real, and which is why one must rejoice in the truth of the present.
btw i heard and saw Zakir Hussein perform live just day before yesterday for 2 full hours- the moment passed and yet as long as I am it shall remain with me.
What powerful poetry! Yes, it’s full of sadness (which I hope you’ve overcome by now!) but it is still wonderful. Thank you for introducing me to Zakir Hussain. I’ve never heard him play before.
Don't feel sad Tony. Have another cup of jo. A day without coffee is like a day without the sun, Loved this. It is so much not like anything you've ever done. Thank you.
Love and Peace
Hmm...interesting...are you really saying that your sadness has to do with emptied coffee cup? I have just coincidentally asked a question about death recently, there are only few answers in...sorry, I am normally not good at cheering up people, because I often need others to cheer me up :(, though emptied coffee cup or a soon-will-die fly has never connected me with sadness :)
What a beautiful hub, Tony. I am sad because I can no longer have my coffee. My caffine addiction has gotten the best of me. (It must have been all the coffee I was drinking while writing.) Thank goodness they make decafe.
I have enjoyed reading your words of sorrow. I hope that today has brought a better day. Maybe a new bug is awaiting to be discovered in the garden. I wish you much cheer and am looking forward to reading more. :)
I'm dragging behind all the other valid comments. Unless I have at least two cups of my favorite Kick Ass Organic Java I am useless to the world let alone myself.
Get over it Tony, keep drinking and put all other problems in the world on pause, believe me they will still be there when you down your second cupper:0)) Lovely write, I loved the poetry.
Such a poetic bent with this hub, Tony, and well done! I can just picture the rays of sunlight and that fly on the crust of bread. As to momentary sadness...such is the makeup of life...hopefully peppered with more happiness and contentment than the sadness. Going to get another cup of coffee right now!
I've been drinking a lot of coffee and writing sad poems that always end with a glimmer of optimistic. Maybe there is a link. Not fond of feeling sad but I surely cannot give up on coffee!!!
Autumn has this effect on me. Everything surrendering once again to winter. However, there is great beauty in the fall colors. Such is the dichotomy and inevitability that everything cycles between birth and death. Enjoyment of each moment is key, whether with a cup of coffee, a beloved one, preferably both. Beautiful, thought provoking piece, Tony. Thank you.
Tony - The beautiful words you wrote reflect today's mood for me as well. That second cup of java didn't do it but gazing out the back window I spotted two beautiful Blue Birds who continue on with their daily tasks. Perhaps the sun will come out and rescue the remainder of the day.
"And in the end this moment too is dissolved in the flux, in the passing. It is all illusion."
I like this Tony - very moving. From reading this, I don't quite get that you mind being sad, but are just wondering about it. Good writing.
You had me at the word coffee. I can drink a pot and then go to bed. Excellent hub!
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I enjoyed your reflexion, of the moment and life. Myself I become sad not when the cup is empty but when the pot runs out.
Beautiful Hub Tony, it was wonderful the way that you were able to put down those fleeting emotions, I hope, in writing. I am glad some of us can, I cannot but you did it for everyone. You are an awesome writer.
I find myself in similar moments, perhaps too often lately. The impending death of my mother's ability to remember sets me off, for she has always been my rock. What is the point, I consider. The warm breezes begin and I wonder whether life was meant to be more. Do I indeed live for coffee? Sad commentary, that. I feel alive when I do my kundalini; only then do I feel optimistic. Hugs, dear friend.
Too bad I cant be addicted to coffee if not I wont be able to sleep at night!
Thanks Tony.
Hi there tonymac, wow that hungry fly surely stirred up a lot of conversation. Yes many a morning I stroll my gardens early with a steaming cup of glory. Why is it during so quiet morning hours that there is so much peace in the stillness of the moment. I loved your thoughts and expression. Peace brother.
Just saying hello - hope you're well.
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yankeeintexas 15 months ago
I understand your sadness! I need two cups to get me going:) Wondeful hub, and I hope to read more!