On Turning Fifty I think in bell curves lately wondering about the peak the length of the plateau the speed of the descent From this height I can see the jagged line rising (with small corrections along the way) and the faded projections that didn’t come to fruition By definition, a halfway point: fifty percent of what has come to pass. The future is a jumble of multicolored lines none bolder than any other each dependent on factors still unknown still an aggregate of hypotheses and hope I want the questions of the future to balance the answers of the past a simple scale in perfect equilibrium the plotted points forming a clear picture but the data is still being collected.
On Turning Fifty
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I looked at the U of Washington projections last night while watching “TRMS” and was hoping they held answers. Unfortunately, they don’t hold answers since they don’t take present human behavior into account.
{Huge sigh.}
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It is definitely a time of ambiguity. Is it your birthday for real? If so, happy birthday. Either way, let’s hope there is still lots of good to come.
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It is…a surprising and interesting confluence of events!
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Happy birthday! I wish you balance in your personal life, since none is to be found anywhere else.
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Congratulations on 50 and virtual confetti in the air! Now to this perfect poem, the way it captures the times, yours personally, and everyone’s right now, “From this height I can see the jagged line rising”and “the future a jumble of multicolored lines,” uncertain because of the finale “data still being collected.”
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Beautiful! I hope that ,as you begin the next half plus of your life , it will be exciting, fulfilling, and experiences beyond amazing. Xxxooo mom
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