Audio Diary 6: Blues

[raptureblues]

Lord, lord, haven't we all suffered enough?

Sink me back below the blue, if this is all life topside's gonna be- catching ill and dying, one by one, over and over and over...

I thought I knew the blues before. Like so many things I thought these old bones knew... Brother, I was wrong.

Comments

[thinkin_man]

We'll find a way out of this. This suffering won't last forever.

[raptureblues]

Tough talking, Johnny, but I don't know about a hope.

[thinkin_man]

Hope is all we can cling to. Don't lose it.

[raptureblues]

A pretty little thing.

Like butterflies.

[in_marias_echo]

I would like to say we have, but it seems the gods here disagree.

[raptureblues]

Eleanor doesn't deserve a purgatory.

[in_marias_echo]

How many people here do?

[raptureblues]

Good number of us.

[lolli_angel]

Have faith, Grace. To every thing there is a season, and this pain won't last forever.

[raptureblues]

My faith is just about run down and wore out...like the rest of everything.

[lolli_angel]

More than the death of the flesh, we've gotta stave off the death of hope. Faith manages. Faith always manages. Please hang in there.

[raptureblues]

Sweetheart, I'm just not seeing any light at the end of this tunnel.