Followers

Monday, May 11, 2009

 
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Devika Jyothi said...

you are talking about God, I guess, Lorraine :)

following someone other than God is not in my blood...but yes, for a more peaceful world I shall keep my thoughts to myself, :)

Nice picture,

love,
dev

Lorraine said...

You think? well isn't it always about the best in us?...lol keeping thoughts to yourself Dev? well that's a first ;)

Devika Jyothi said...

i write so many things in my journal...never to show the world! :)

dev

Devika Jyothi said...

Lorraine, I had to ask you something...someone trying to live again outliving nightmares is a shame??

They how long before we could all have been dead my dear friend??

(wrt your comment at Janice Thompson's post...I didn't want to ask it there...here you may remove it if you want)

dev

Lorraine said...

ah yes but it's always written in the stars dear Dev :) AND ...WHAT?
It's a shame we mow dandelion over, 'cause they're pretty..Does it kill us? dandellions? really? I think the leaves are actually eaten....It is true that kids eat all sorts of things, but...
I'm not sure what you mean Dev...

Devika Jyothi said...

oh well, to me your comment... "what a shame" suggested you were pitying the plant! :))

its nightmares that kill...not dandellions...(was it dandellions at Janice? It looked Chrysanthemum to me..can't remember exactly)

anyway, leave it Lorraine..i have this habit of clearing those stuff that I can't digest...though I could well be wrong with my reading :))

and I believe taking a chance to clear only helps, in clearing any misunderstanding :)

dev

Lorraine said...

I was pitying the dandellions that are so pretty, and are treated like a 'nightmare' like they are bad roots...you need clarification sweetie, you've come to the right place...anytime you're not sure of a comment, you tell me and I'll explain ;)

Devika Jyothi said...

haha..yeah Lorraine, I very much need that sometimes..my mind reads in very odd ways..reading all sorts of things..i have felt that many times! :))

dev

gautami tripathy said...

This can be interpreted in many ways. I felt it as asking our inner self. Being true to oneself and the world is religion. At least for me.

One ought to think in the broader sense and beyond the self. That is true spirituality.

rooted

Lorraine said...

Hey Gautami, there are indeed many ways to interpret this, and still I'm not which is mine

polona said...

it's in the human nature to follow one idea or another... the hardest thing seems to think independently

Ralf Bröker said...

I like the set, Lorraine. What I would like to ask is: why are these footsteps invisible? My first answer was: nothing real has caused them. The I read it again: someone went somewhere without drawing a line but footsteps which you can't see. Maybe you can feel them? Maybe the undrawn line is a final stroke which hasn't been done? There is a lot mysticism in it.

Best wishes
Ralf

Magyar said...

_Oooo... beautiful tercet and photo, Lorraine, and the proof is the imagination they demand _Just grand!
_My thought? I see the tide changing, and hiding the traces of previous footfalls. Plausible?

standley said...

Devons nous être sur les pas de quelqu'un?
A chacun son chemin je présume!

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

line 2 says it all...

Lorraine said...

Agreed Polona, we have to take responbility not only of our actions but of our thoughts as well...this one seems to be the hardest to digest lol thanks ;)

Love your comment Ralf, and of course I'm not wise enough to know the answers lol ;)

Absolutely Magyar, absolutely :)

Richard, je suis d'accord, a chacun son chemin vers un meme destin (d'ailleurs celui d'aujourd'hui confirme ma pensee ;)

Thanks a lot Andrew, today's post is sort of a follow-up to this lol

Janice Thomson said...

I seem to be way behind in these - my apologies Lorraine.
I saw this as there is no set path and where some have gone others will follow even if the footprints have disappeared as in perhaps 'the road less traveled'...

Lorraine said...

Janice, we all to find our way, footsteps or not, n'est-ce-pas?