The first lesson is not “know thyself”, but “love thyself”, for only through the latter [...]
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I’m realizing that, while I am open to the acquiring of knowledge, that which I seek is not found in these school books, but alongside that academic learning. There is still much within me to uncover. Here I am again. Ya’ know this could be turning into a habit. I don’t want to jinx it though, so that’s all I’m saying about that. How is it at 40 I’m starting to finally feel at peace with myself. I’m finally starting to feel OK. I think the self hate [...] Normally I post poems that I feel a connection to, but today as a belated Valentines note to my beloved, I am posting the following lyrics. The song is called Gorecki and it is by Lamb, an electronic music duo from Manchester, England, whose music is influenced by trip hop and drum and bass. [...] It’s what we all should do when presented with a situation where there is a need to be met and you can meet that need. Then, right at that point, the past, unspoken angers, forgotten jealousies, all should be forgotten. IF you are present in the moment where a need is presented, and [...] The semester is finally coming to the end, only a few more weeks left to go. A couple of projects, papers and then finals. Makes sense then, that this is when the Dragon and I decide to do crazy wacky stuff. My Tattoo’’s are not really that out of the ordinary for me, [...] First off, for some reason the permalinks are no longer work for post titles, this is very annoying. It makes me growl and threaten Word Press with the shaking of fist and muttering of imprecations. I am not sure why nor have I spent any serious time trying to figure it out. I’ve [...] By Mary Oliver Cold now. Close to the edge. Almost unbearable. Clouds bunch up and boil down from the north of the white bear. This tree-splitting morning I dream of his fat tracks, the lifesaving suet. I think of summer with its luminous fruit, blossoms rounding to berries, leaves, handfuls of grain. Maybe [...] Sun of autumn, thin and shy And fruit drops off the trees, Blue silence fills the peace Of a tardy afternoon’s sky. Death knells forged of metal, And a white beast hits the mire. Brown lasses uncouth choir Dies in leaves’ drifting prattle. Brow of God dreams of hues, [...] Driving home from work yesterday, all the sleepy people heading into their day as mine was ending, I encountered wildlife. I saw a pack of Gazelles, in male form, outfitted in thin sheer running shorts, hooves shod in tight bright colors, promising speed and performance. They darted through the traffic at the stop [...] |
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