Psalm 90:10 "The days of our years are threescore years and ten." by King David, The Bible.

Heard about three score & ten when I was a young kid. At that time, it seemed a long way away. Now, am rapidly approaching it:
 

I reached the grand old of 69, 13th December 2020. I was born 13/12/51 Year of the Metal Rabbit  - (see Memoirs)

Petrarch, (1304-1374) died at 69. At the tender age of 19, I wrote "Petrarch pre-empted what I want to say"  (Songs of Frustrated Lust & Seduction, page17)

69, my beloved William Blake's age when he died

Wagner was 69 when he croaked (very musically, of course.)

Age of Aldous Huxley when he died? You've guessed it: 69 of course!

The late, great Bowie's death was at 69

My little legacy hardly matches theirs.

Not all die of natural causes - Saddam Hussein was executed by hanging at the age of 69.

Lots of people died aged 69, lots didn't!

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Not forgetting the french for 69,  Soixante-neuf in its sexual sense (See Japanese "Shunga" picture here), also referred to in an early work, before I'd actually experienced the intimate erotic bliss of it:

that's quite a mouthful when you're young"

Songs of Frustrated Lust & Seduction (Page 3)

Some, if not all, 69 year olds are, of course, capable of participating in & enjoying such an athletic activity. Thankfully I do!

BTW, the aforementioned book of love poems/ erotic satire, above, has 69 pages!

"Not dark yet but it's getting there"

click pic?

MAKE A WISH

13, they say, is lucky for some. For a start, personally, I was born on the 13th. A mixed blessing? Mustn't grumble I suppose. To be more precise, I was born at home on that date, at about 8.55 a.m., am told.

The venerable Thich Nhat Hanh refers to "Continuation" Days rather than Birthdays. Gives one a different perspective. "Continution" refers to the idea of there being no birth & no death. Scientifically speaking, matter can't be created or destroyed, & simply changes form. Before so-called birth, I existed in my mother & father, & in turn their grand-parents & their ancestors, way back to the first protoplasmic life. One could speculate that unborn/undying awareness enters at the moment of conception, when sperm & ovum fuse, thus becoming embodied. Hence, what I call "I" can be characterised in a narrative sense as a "continuation".

So, in terms of name & form, this is currently "my" 69^th orbit round old SOL.

PS 14th  December 2020, New Moon:

Yesterday, (dead & gone), rain all day, "auspicious" rain? Today, drew the curtan to reveal sunshine, mainly clear sky, only a few ever-changing, wispy clouds.

69 years PLUS one day old.  I am now in the 69^th year of my age. I'm in my 69^th year now. Am now as always was, in terms of immaculate, immediate awareness of sheer being, uncluttered by impermanent "stuff" & "non-sense", undamaged by dents & blows of "my" ephemeral, embodied existence.

Taking nothing for granted, I wish to express great gratitude simply for being alive...

Hope not famous last words!

please don't quote me on this...

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- 69 secs. of F#4, 366Hz Nepalese Brass Singing Bowl

attuned to Heart Chakra, sounding age-appropriately rough

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