A mixture of art in all its forms and random grabs from life and whatever else bubbles up….

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Think about this…

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No words…

Mary Had a Little Frog
by Bruce Lansky

Mary had a little frog.
The frog croaked every day.
And Mary always wondered
What the frog was trying to say.
To freshen up the critter’s breath,
She fed the frog some mints.
And when she gave the frog a kiss,
It turned into a prince.
Mary and the prince were married,
And on that happy day,
Mary asked the prince just what
The frog had tried to say.
“Mary,” said the handsome prince,
“I’m going to tell you true:
When the frog croaked it was saying,
‘I love you’.”


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Tick tock….

A hug for you means I need you. A kiss for you means I love you.
A call for you means Im missing you.

Time goes by a lot slower when you miss the one you love.

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Lunapatrata
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FIREHORSE….

Through all the moons of many a year, the Fire Horse is a dynamic creature, with a vigor that promises youth and freshness until the very end of life. The will and the spirit of the Fire Horse cannot be broken. This Horse goes through life with philosophical patience and the ability to bounce back from adversity no matter how dire the circumstances. In times of solitude, Fire Horses also have an i…nsatiable need for intellectual stimulation and they satisfy their curiosity for learning through reading, listening, conversing, and travel abroad. Fire Horses make inspiring leaders, revered and respected. They encourage their subordinates with kindness and just the right degree of strictness and work well with people in all stations of life. Financial rewards fall in the middle ground, not too bad, not terrific, but always comfortable. Being in love with the Fire Horse brings pure rapture. These noble Horses are generous with their love, with hugs and kisses. Loved ones always know where they stand because Fire Horses demonstrate every day through their actions the love they feel deep within. Each day is a soft and tender love poem

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Peace…

War, the dark cloud that covers the sun;
peace is the ray which breaks through the cloud.

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From within….

Our lives are shaped by those who love us as well as those who refuse to love us So there is only one fruit of the Spirit.

That fruit is love.

Love has to spring spontaneously from within
And it is no way amenable to any form of inner or outer force.
Love and coercion can never go together;
But though love cannot be forced on anyone,
It can be awakened in him through love itself.
Love is essentially self communicative;
Those who do not have it catch it from those who have it.
True love is unconquerable and irresistible,
And it goes on gathering power and spreading itself,
Until eventually it transforms everyone whom it touches….

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Light and darkness by Ion untaru

Light and darkness

leaders love to be applauded
but not beaten
with palms, of course

ground as pitch
pitch as darkness
darkness as a part of blame
blame through which you reach to light

bats have no view
and flies by night

God gave us eyes light
we work on day
and in nine cases from ten
we miss target

Romanian version

liderilor le place să fie aplaudaţi
atunci când se face discret un semn
dar să nu fie bătuţi din palme
oricât ar fi momentul solemn

pământul de smoală
smoala ca întunericul
întunericul ca o parte de vină
prin care ajungi la lumină

liliecii nu au vedere
şi zboară numai noaptea
nouă ne-a dat Dumnezeu lumina ochilor
lucrăm de regulă numai ziua
si în nouă cazuri din zece noi ratăm tinta

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Miercurea fara cuvinte..9…Its all fading away….

Miercurea fara cuvinte stats here

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It doesnt interest me…

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.
The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer, book cover

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

by
Oriah Mountain Dreamer

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Doom….

Sometimes in life you need to steer

toward the hard decisions.

You gather your thoughts, create your path

and aim with planned precision.

Things look bad and sometimes worse

just before the storm,

but life is full of challenges

the hard ones, just the norm.

Running away from things that hurt

and problems every day,

is not what life is all about,

don’t look the other way.

Stand up proud and face the doom

no matter what it brings,

for these are life’s great victories

that earn the angels wings.

Michael Charles Messineo

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Do not follow…


The man who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd.
The man who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.
~ Alan Ashley-Pitt ~

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Stargazing…


GLYN MAXWELL

Stargazing

The night is fine and dry. It falls and spreads
the cold sky with a million opposites
that, for a moment, seem like a million souls
and soon, none, and then, for what seems a long time,
one. Then of course it spins. What is better to do
than string out over the infinite dead spaces
the ancient beasts and spearmen of the human
mind, and, if not the real ones, new ones?

But, try making them clear to one you love
whoever is standing by you is one you love
when pinioned by the stars  you will find it quite
impossible, but like her more for thinking
she sees that constellation.

After the wave of pain, you will turn to her
and, in an instant, change the universe
to a sky you were glad you came outside to see.

This is the act of all the descended gods
of every age and creed: to weary of all
that never ends, to take a human hand,
and go back into the house.

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The man with the child in his eyes…

I hear him, before I go to sleep
And focus on the day thats been.
I realise hes there,
When I turn the light off and turn over.

Nobody knows about my man.
They think hes lost on some horizon.
And suddenly I find myself
Listening to a man Ive never known before,

Telling me about the sea,
All his love, til eternity.

Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.

Kate Bush

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Come…

Won’t you come into the garden?

I would like my roses to see you.

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The fork in the road…


One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. “Which road do I take?” she asked. “Where do you want to go?” was his response. “I don’t know,” Alice answered. “Then,” said the cat, “it doesn’t matter.”
– Lewis Carroll

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Be careful what you dream for…

 

Be careful what you water your dreams with. Water them with worry and fear and you will produce weeds that choke the life from your dream. Water them with optimism and solutions and you will cultivate success. Always be on the lookout for ways to turn a problem into an opportunity for success. Always be on the lookout for ways to nurture your .”
dream
Lao Tzu

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Dreams can come true…


Dreams can come true
if you take the time to
think about what you want in life
Get to know yourself
Find out who you are
Choose your goals carefully
Be honest with yourself
Always believe in yourself
Find many interests and pursue them
Find out what is important to you
Find out what you are good at
Don’t be afraid to make mistakes
Work hard to achieve successes
When things are not going right
don’t give up – just try harder
Give yourself freedom to try out new things
Laugh and have a good time
Open yourself up to love
Take part in the beauty of nature
Be appreciative of all that you have
Help those less fortunate than you
Work towards peace in the world
Live life to the fullest
Create your own dreams and
follow them until they are a reality

Susan Polis Schutz

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The seedling…




I have known you through centuries –
In my dreams I am gently guided;
Times and eras where we have been –
Blessed memories, I stand excited.

For all eternity, I have known you –
Through each cycle, to find you at last;
Once again, remembering every event;
As if, all in one moment, is our past.

What was it, my love, that I once did?
A cell of worry exists through fear;
Perhaps, it is, you misunderstood –
It was for your love, I took that spear.

And here and now you seek me out –
Whirling in emotion brought from there;
Rushes running through our veins –
Pinning these hearts that do so dare.

Wondering, why this time, we have chosen –
Such miles in obstacles to be near;
Your day – My night; Opposite worlds –
Why now, in this time, does this appear?

Not meant to be? I couldn’t believe –
How is it, through all, we have still found;
The hearts that beat only for each other –
The signs, all around us, so profound.

Come hither, my love, as I await –
Or bring me to the nearness we so need;
For centuries, together, we have worked –
Planting this ever blossoming seed.

Beth Layne 2009

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Thoughts…

Something had caught her attentionBut she had trees on her mind.

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The dragonfly chose me…

Dragonflies are good omens, I have been seeing them everywhere lately. I can not explain it but when ever I am outside I see a dragonfly.

This is what I read to see what they represent:

Illusion, the Power of Light

Dragonfly is the power of light.
The dragonfly inhabits two realms: air and water
and the influence of both these elements will be felt by Dragonfly people.
They will be emotional and passionate
during their early years (the influence of water)
and more balanced with greater mental clarity
and control in as they mature (the influence of air).

Dragonfly is the essence of the winds of change,
the messages of wisdom and enlightenment; and the communication from the elemental world.
Dragonfly medicine beckons you to seek out the parts of your habits which need changing.
Call on Dragonfly to guide you through the mists of illusion to the pathway of transformation.
The number 2 is important to Dragonfly,
so think in terms of two year periods when you begin a change.
Dragonfly brings the light and color of transformation into your life.
Dragonfly’s magic shows us to see through life’s illusions and find our true vision. It calls us to transform within our lives and reminds us to feel deeply so we will have the compassion necessary to help ourselves and others.

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Words are living things..and grow…

From the darkness, light and stone narrate the tales that are etched momentarily and lasting..

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Beauty…..

WHEN COMPARING YOUR BEAUTY TO NATURE

Author: Unknown

The crashing of the ocean
The setting of the sun
The whispering of the willow
The way the river runs…

The way the eagle’s calling
The way the panther leaps
The way the stars keep falling
The way the hollow sleeps

In the golden of the daytime
And the ebony-hued night
In the brooding of the darkness
And the brilliance of the light

The breathing of a baby
The love a mother gives
The sounds of laughing children
The life a father lives

These things are precious to the heart
They take the breath away
But they can never match the beauty
I see in you today.

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Colored cover…

Umbrellas In The Rain….

An assortment of coloured umbrellas,
Fending off the rain,
I wonder if those, concealed underneath,
Have had lives disturbed by pain,
With the greyness of the sky above,
Their bodies crouching low,
What is the message that greets the eye
Where do all these ‘bodies’ go,
There’s a feeling that they may be hiding
Not only from the rain,
But that is just a ‘thought’ of mine,
And I could be wrong – again!

Ernestine Northover

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Words….

A good book on your shelf is a friend that turns its back on you and remains a friend. ~Author Unknown

A book is like a garden carried in the pocket. ~Chinese Proverb

There are books so alive that you’re always afraid that while you weren’t reading, the book has gone and changed, has shifted like a river; while you went on living, it went on living too, and like a river moved on and moved away. No one has stepped twice into the same river. But did anyone ever step twice into the same book? ~Marina Tsvetaeva

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