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Monday, August 11, 2014
That damned black dog of Churchill's just won't go away.
My apologies. I have a half dozen articles (and other projects) hanging fire because I'm having an extended visit with Churchill's uninvited black dog. If I could shoot the ghostly bastard, I would do it. Keep me in your prayers. More later.
11 comments:
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Ok...im dumb...what does this mean. I will google churchills dog, but I have no clue what this means...
I had to google it and learned something. Been there, done that. I find strength in my prayers asking for help and understanding and then reaching up and slugging the dark one in the mouth!
‘Black dog’ is a powerfully expressive metaphor that appears to require no explanation. The combination of ‘blackness’ with the negative connotations of ‘dog’, noun and verb, seems an eminently apt description of depression: an ever-present companion, lurking in the shadows just out of sight, growling, vaguely menacing, always on the alert; sinister and unpredictable, capable of overwhelming you at any moment. Further, the ‘dark hound’ is an archetypal object of fear, with a long tradition in folklore and myth. Black dogs in dreams are interpreted negatively, often representing death; from all over the world come tales of nightmares caused by oppressive black dogs crushing the sleeper’s chest.1 Winston Churchill famously referred to his gloomy periods as his ‘black dog’, and many assume that it was another original contribution to English by the 1953 literature Nobel Prize laureate, succinctly characterizing his relationship with depression.
Hang in, Dutchman. The bastard's visited me a few times. And when he wasn't messing with me personally he was dogging someone I loved.
Hang in. Being as ill as we are doesn't help. Getting old is no picnic, either. I think Golda Meir said it best "[O]ld age is like an airplane flying in a storm. Once you're in it there's nothing you can do. You can't stop a plane, you can't stop a storm, you can't stop time. So you might as well take it easy, with wisdom.”
Ifind that the Art of the Rifle is a great way to relax and take stock of things. Clears themind of dark worries and stiffens the soul!
Mike - remember that we can see further and more clearly because we stand on the shoulders of Giants.
Reading of the Founding Fathers exploits and thoughts strengthen the mind.
A browse through Cooper's Comments bring the more modern age into perspective as well.
Churchill too is one of those Giants who stand at our shoulders and encorage us on. A snippet of his speaches read before sleeping can settle the mind and refresh us to face tomorrow.
There are more ... some of your work reaches those heights as well.
Don't let the unprintable illegitimates grind you down!
Hang in there. I have my own black dog, I understand. Remember your family and friends. As bad as it feels, they are there for you. You also have us/your fans for whatever that is worth.
Your black dog, my demons... We both know how it can be. My best wishes and prayers go out for you, brother, that your battle be always successful and our joint battle against evil be soon won, that our grandchildren might live in peace.
11 comments:
Ok...im dumb...what does this mean. I will google churchills dog, but I have no clue what this means...
I suffer from that same malady. It encourages me that others succeed, in spite of the regular visits of "that old black dog."
That son of a bitch darkens my door, also.
Let's make a pact to fight him every chance we get, and to NOT harm ourselves. There's too much good to see in the days ahead.
I want to someday see grandchildren. My job is to spoil them and send them home, as is yours.
Please stay safe. A lot of us really look forward to seeing what you write. It's usually a good way to get the day started.
I had to google it and learned something. Been there, done that. I find strength in my prayers asking for help and understanding and then reaching up and slugging the dark one in the mouth!
‘Black dog’ is a powerfully expressive metaphor that appears to require no explanation. The
combination of ‘blackness’ with the negative connotations of ‘dog’, noun and verb, seems
an eminently apt description of depression: an ever-present companion, lurking in the
shadows just out of sight, growling, vaguely menacing, always on the alert; sinister and
unpredictable, capable of overwhelming you at any moment. Further, the ‘dark hound’ is
an archetypal object of fear, with a long tradition in folklore and myth. Black dogs in
dreams are interpreted negatively, often representing death; from all over the world come
tales of nightmares caused by oppressive black dogs crushing the sleeper’s chest.1
Winston Churchill famously referred to his gloomy periods as his ‘black dog’, and many
assume that it was another original contribution to English by the 1953 literature Nobel
Prize laureate, succinctly characterizing his relationship with depression.
Hang in, Dutchman. The bastard's visited me a few times. And when he wasn't messing with me personally he was dogging someone I loved.
Hang in. Being as ill as we are doesn't help. Getting old is no picnic, either. I think Golda Meir said it best
"[O]ld age is like an airplane flying in a storm. Once you're in it there's nothing you can do. You can't stop a plane, you can't stop a storm, you can't stop time. So you might as well take it easy, with wisdom.”
Maybe this video will cheer you up.
Gave me an idea about wrapping zip ties around a laptop, horizontally AND vertically.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQ9O9HDhgjQ
Ifind that the Art of the Rifle is a great way to relax and take stock of things. Clears themind of dark worries and stiffens the soul!
Mike - remember that we can see further and more clearly because we stand on the shoulders of Giants.
Reading of the Founding Fathers exploits and thoughts strengthen the mind.
A browse through Cooper's Comments bring the more modern age into perspective as well.
Churchill too is one of those Giants who stand at our shoulders and encorage us on. A snippet of his speaches read before sleeping can settle the mind and refresh us to face tomorrow.
There are more ... some of your work reaches those heights as well.
Don't let the unprintable illegitimates grind you down!
Kiwi III
Hang in there. I have my own black dog, I understand. Remember your family and friends. As bad as it feels, they are there for you. You also have us/your fans for whatever that is worth.
I've been watching videos about theEster Rising of 1916.
Churchill was deeply involved in the beginning AND the ending of that episode.
I have much less respect for him now than previously.
Your black dog, my demons... We both know how it can be. My best wishes and prayers go out for you, brother, that your battle be always successful and our joint battle against evil be soon won, that our grandchildren might live in peace.
Semper fidelis.
D. C. Wright
USMC Retired
III/OK
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