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we have all heard stories of triumph through adversity whether it be something as small as an act of forgiveness for some minor transgression, or conversely, it may be for something as important as someone sacrificing themself for their belief in right or wrong.



That is all well and good that we remember people who impact upon us as a person, or that we remember those who have served the community in some way whether it be by war, or a service or even an act of kindness.



But what of those who fell bfore they won there battle against that which they fought. who remembers them in the dark of night when memories stir and come alive in the thoughts of men. Is there deed any less inspiring or less deserving of someones gratitude or thanks.



Do the memories of there shortfall reside in the minds, the hearts or even the memories of loved ones, friends or people who knew of them. or are the ashes of there struggle whisked away on the wind, swept away by the passage of time.



Is a tear shed for them on the anniversary of there downfall as there battle is replayed in those minds that do remember there actions and deeds, or is it a day that goes unnoticed and people pass by oblivious to the struggle of someone who tried but didnt quite finish there accomplishments.



Today it shall not go unnoticed for by reading this you will remember, mayb u wont remember any acts but by thinking of those who did fall, you pay homage to them all. and i, well i thank them for trying, for deciding to try and change something that wasnt right. that they fell does not make them less important to us nor does what they did become less heroic due to not accomplishing there objectives.



Sleep well my friends you are remembered.........

We all have them........ all different colours..... all different types...



Some look down on us as though we are beneath them, there haughty visage discouraging even the slightest emotional contact, there eyes telling us do not invade my personal space, I have my pecking order firmly entrenched and you are not worthy........



Others look up to you placing you on a pedestal thinking you can do no wrong thinking you can solve even the most tangled problem placing upon you the status of a deity, while you know no one can ever be that person on the pedestal but still you try to grant there wishes there dreams there desires.......



Angry eyes are hard for me to describe as in them I see not only the fear they try to instill on there victim but I also see there own fear mirrored for all to see, as though there eyes betray them echoing there hidden phobias hiding those phobias behind a mask of anger, begging us not to reach up and remove it for all to see....



Happy and laughing eyes are the most temporary, there openness kindness and closeness is bound to fade and watching them you can see the transformation begin. the light fades the shine fades replaced with a look that can be almost torturous as if a sacred trust has been violated or you have captured them in a most intimate moment. When ppl show us these eyes there discomfort can almost be palpable in some cases. Also it is the most easily faked example and with some you can never be quite sure if what you are seeing is real or merely just smoke and mirrors hiding there tru intentions and or nature.



Love most possibly the most misused expression when it comes to eyes, mainly because most ppl have different ideas of love and its true meaning, its also the one example I try and not delve to hard into as I myself have been caught by its misconception and its falsehood....



Sad eyes are the most exquisite of all they have a power that can not only fill you with love, anger, hate and remorse but can humble you instantly making you realise you are not the only person in the world, they can also hurt you without even meaning to or capture you enthrall you make you a slave, I could possibly fill pages with my thoughts on sad eyes but I wont bore you except to say this every facial eye expression has the power to usuallu only do one thing while sad eyes have the ability and the power to do all things either by themself or they can also mix impressions making them merge like different dark colours melting together becoming one impression.....



And yes I know I have missed so many differing types of emotions when it comes to eyes .....

Ok i have finally decided to admit im getting old :( ....... I refuse to ask my men to do a duty that i myself would refuse. So today i decided to go out into the field and get out of the office for a lil hands on........bad bloody idea. Now i doubt many ppl here know what a conveyor technician does but its damn hot and hard work, and add to that the heat wave we are going through it becomes almost unbearable. So there i am working side by side with the boys, the sweat running down into my eyes stinging and my shirt stuck to me sapping my strength. Sadly when your the boss you dont get the luxury to let it affect you so while i made the boys take shifts on and off so they could get out of the heat i stayed there and kept going. After 16 hours of air that burnt every time u breathed in the day was finished..... So i finally get home walked inside filthy black from coal dust grabbed my bottle of jd a bag of ice some coke and a glass, walked back outside turned the sprinkler on and sat down on the lawn still fully clothed with boots on. After a while one of my neighbours come out and asked if i was ok, to which i answered yes...... I guess it finally got to her and she asked why i was sitting in the front yard under the sprinkler in work clothes and boots and drinking........ Now if i hadnt have been so tired and worn out i prolly woulda thought about it for a second but before i knew it i had told her, i was thinking about becoming a naturalist and wanted to try it clothed first in case i felt uncomfortable bfore i tried it naked. if i had it in me i would have smiled as she stormed inside calling me a young ruffian but all i could do was yell out and ask her if i could borrow her soap..........and there went another neighbour i managed to piss off sigh, i really should stop doing it but i guess i have a mischevious streak ;)