Thursday, May 28, 2009


All of you out there who have a network of friends, with whom you socialize in-person, on a somewhat regular basis -- never, ever take that for granted. You may or may not realize just how lucky you are.

You're lucky, and I envy you.


Anonymous said...

We may not speak on a daily basis, but I consider you one of my closest friends.

Never think for one minute that you aren't in my thoughts.

Penumbracarter said...

Hey Neb, I have to say I love visiting your site and reading what you think and who has been an influence to you, you have given me alot of energy. Your post reminded me of the Emily Dickinson poem, I will share it, it helps me at times:)

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there is a pair of us-don't tell
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the live long day
To an admiring bog!

:) I too am a bit of a loner, Loner's Unite! Your friend Pen.

CM Pauluh aka Nebulosus Severine said...

Thanks, Sunny & Pen.

Of course, I am very very grateful to know you both, and the rest of my Second Life friends; and I also correspond with quite a few people from other social-networking sites (like Facebook, etc.). So it's not that I don't have friends, but I don't really have a network of people that I can socialize with face-to-face anymore.

It's true that I am a bit of a hermit/loner, but there are times when I need the social interaction big-time. Having online friends is great, but it doesn't always fill the need I have for human contact.

I used to have friends that I could spend hours on the phone with; I used to have friends to go out and do things with. They've all disappeared for one reason or another (most have 'grown up,' gotten married, had kids, moved away, etc.) It just sucks.

Pen, it's funny that you mentioned Emily Dickinson; I am supposedly related to her, distantly -- according to my mother, at least. Thanks for sharing that poem.

Penumbracarter said...

Yes, I get what you mean about been able to meet up with friends for coffee, movie, dinner and such.Actual human contact.I have a few, which I am very grateful for, I know when I have to see people,is when I start to chat up the Check Out Person at the grocery store:) One group of friends I really enjoy are some fellow artists and film makers, we meet up once a month and have a manefesto of show and tell of what we are doing while eating junk food and drinking champangne. We are called the Lunartics, and have been meeting now for over seven years. There are three of us LOL, at my blog site penumbra'sgreymatter you can see two of them, I am filming, and we are having some fun with a leaker hat:P

How excellent about possibly being related to Emily Dickinson! I like that poem because it shows her sense of humor.

I know, its difficult to meet people that you can hang with periodically.
Pen Pal Pen:)

CM Pauluh aka Nebulosus Severine said...

Your monthly meetings sound like fun, Pen! That's the kind of thing I'd love to be able to do; I wish all of my artist friends were within visiting distance like that. Where I live, there is NO art community whatsoever -- I live in suburbian hell.

I just Googled your site, I didn't know you had one -- am going to check it out now!

mm said...

I don't get out much myself, I see my family only when they come to me. I know what you mean about needing to see people in the flesh sometimes but I'm a loner in a town where I'll always be a stranger, and a strange one at that. Emily Dickinson is one of my favorite poets – I have a whole bookshelf with just her books and books about her. Your beautiful Bending Trees reminded me of this:


There is a pain—so utter—
It swallows substance up—
Then covers the Abyss with Trance—
So Memory can step
Around—across—upon it—
As one within a Swoon—
Goes safely—where an open eye—
Would drop him—Bone by Bone—

-- Emily Dickinson