Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Wanted:
Spring Blossoms......
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
In the twilight of awake and sleepiness....I have my best thoughts. It is when I am the most cognisant of my inner core....it is when I am the most aware of my ~one~ with everything. I am a poet, a philosopher, a spiritual being.....a humanist, an intellect, a theologian. My outer skin is shed; the internal is ~all~.
At the dawn of sleep and wakefulness ....I am at peace with myself. My dreams have passed. My tethering to the illusion of life starts anew.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Little Lady Icicle is dreaming in the north-land
And gleaming in the north-land, her pillow all aglow;
For the frost has come and found her
With an ermine robe around her
Where little Lady Icicle lies dreaming in the snow.
Little Lady Icicle is waking in the north-land,
And shaking in the north-land her pillow to and fro;
And the hurricane a-skirling
Sends the feathers all a-whirling
Where little Lady Icicle is waking in the snow.
Little Lady Icicle is laughing in the north-land,
And quaffing in the north-land her wines that overflow;
All the lakes and rivers crusting
That her finger-tips are dusting,
Where little Lady Icicle is laughing in the snow.
Little Lady Icicle is singing in the north-land,
And bringing from the north-land a music wild and low;
And the fairies watch and listen
Where her silver slippers glisten,
As little Lady Icicle goes singing through the snow.
Little Lady Icicle is coming from the north-land,
Benumbing all the north-land where'er her feet may go;
With a fringe of frost before her
And a crystal garment o'er her,
Little Lady Icicle is coming with the snow.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Happy Valentine's Day....
All in all it was a good day.....
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
I'm going to hell for this one.....and if you laugh, you're coming with me......pack light.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
My 7 year old son has learned how to play chess. I figure I only have about 6 mos before he finally starts to kick my ass....I am barely winning now....crickey....
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
It was to me, and it's very well written.
ENJOY!
" SHIT It's Cold !" The End
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Saturday, February 03, 2007
The more I communicate with people the more I realize that it's all just a futile and collossal waste of time.
I keep falling into some misguided and pathetic delusion that I am actually making sense, that somehow I am clearly conveying concepts. Then..someone says something and I realize that it is impossible to portray any thought in my head purely and innocently.
Does no one else see the loneliness in this?
I'm almost 40 and I continue propogating the same idealistic and childish fantasy that kindred spirits actually exist "out there" and that I have the hope of connecting with any of them.
Someone kick me in the head please. I give up.
I think that's why I don't actually blog using words that much....because I *know* that it will come back and bite me in the ass. So...off I go now to try to find an image of some sort to express my utter frustration and "aloneness".
