~ Objects In This Area May Be Closer Than They Appear ~
- Ohio, USA
- August 22
- I am a mechanical bird. I fly, dive, and flutter about things, curious, ... yet -- I am but a machine. I am the product of the times I came into. All is mechanical. My clockwork works - exactly. You can see by the meter of my words that something is precise about me.
I know not why; I am not the Originator of these things.
They only come to me. They tick, or they whirr, or they may, by chance, chime.
No matter - I hear, and respond to them.
I myself am quite delighted by these Missives that come my way, and my dearest love is the language I came in with, English. It isn't the words themselves; more - it is the very capability of being able to iterate what I have been given to feel.
MY RECENT POSTS
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- Receivership (On the journey
into and back out of the veil)
September 13, 2014 11:46PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Thankee, Jon. It's
always fun to hear your own
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seems more enticing than charm
days. And the
October 29, 2014 10:30PM
- “Thanks, Mac. You always
get it. I love that.”
October 29, 2014 10:26AM
- “Thank you, Gary! Inside,
it's like Much Ado? but, in
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- “Hello, Thoth. Thank you
very much, and nice to see
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The Songbird's Links
I just want -- someone - some time - to know me.
Not always some someone around, there to show me.
To let me do things my way.
To allow me to have my say.
The finesse of feeling I know I could impart
if I could just/… Read full post »
the Universe is perfectly designed.
every facet, every refraction, is perfectly aligned.
interdependent and resplendent,
gleaming, steaming, alive, unrepentent,
what is allowed evokes the vows
that unfold with time.
we say the things to our Selves that are the true.
mostly unuttere/… Read full post »
uncontrived, the things that exist,
but you actually, never see.
the layers, inside the layers.
that which is - and what will be.
muscle. sinew. balance.
a tiny eardrum leads your way.
one thing askew, you forget what you knew,
and another reality - takes its place.
oh, the/… Read full post »
we do what we do;
we say what we say.
never really knowing
the eggs we lay.
words are impressions
of what lies inside.
and your immediate reaction
should never be denied.
we reach, measure.
teaching, learning,/… Read full post »
how far will you reach, to reach another?
how much will you allow? how much will you bend?
if you are given pause, then .. listen.
do you want to stop? or do you want to mend?
you can only allow another to be their own Self,
hear their words, and/… Read full post »
people are only as beautiful
as you allow them to be.
they only blossom into what you imagine
if they are astute enough to see what you see.
no one knows their own Self;
we are inter-dependent, alone, unschooled.
but by the way we are treated,/… Read full post »
strength is yielding,
knowing one’s own,
ability to live.
the plenty of grace,
with nothing but give.
for strength is fruit.
a peach, belief,
nothing is an island,
the/… Read full post »
what impetus Others are to us.
what they seem is what we believe they are.
we hear, we speak back, we step in,
but we are often left with scars.
what does it take to have truth accepted?
what kind of person does it take to hear?
i think only a/… Read full post »
Each succession is the inevitable progression
of where you are in Time.
You know now, what it’s like to be dead.
And ~ you know also, what it is to be Alive.
It all centers on a lynchpin.
Some thing, or circumstance, comes at last.
And you begin to perceive that/… Read full post »
prison is not a deterrant.
it’s only another space from which to function.
you meet others in there of the same ilk,
pick and choose, at your own compunction.
if you are an aberrant stranger,
living outside the law,
you’ll only meet wit/… Read full post »
Whether it’s cold,
or whether it’s hot ~
you’re gonna have weather,
whether or not.
It’s what Moms always said;
her eternal adages.
old German/Irish idioms,
truths, kept, like small badges.
Mein Got In Himmel!
or Ach, du Lieber!
the Germani/… Read full post »
everything in Life is commeasurate.
what goes up - eventually comes back down.
and the further you go up, into elation,
the further you fall, when you hit the ground.
lovesick. heartache. the balloon you knew.
the impetus, the floating, the very thought.
only/… Read full post »
imagine a girl who’s been tucked away.
singular for many years.
self-imposed, of course, to learn some things
about what she does and does not hold dear.
so many relationships, all in a row,
some long, years -- and some - brief;
and one in particular, repeating t/… Read full post »
of wondrous beauty.
/… Read full post »
Look at me, L.J.
I said No.
Shhh! -- Come here now.
Why? Because I told you so.
You’re only this big now,
and you have got to be taught.
Look at me: I am bigger -
I say what you can, and can not.
I only capture/… Read full post »
rage. caged. corralled,
on all she’s made.
her eyes speak passivity,
but with wanton knowing.
but strong; flowing.
held in hands,
gathering senses, essences,
things/… Read full post »
tomorrow is my birthday,
i’ll be turning 64.
i wait for Vera, Chuck and Dave
to come bounding in my door.
all my promised grandchildren,
sitting on my knee.
the Beatles told me this would happen,
so it must be true, you see.
but i know they are busy,
and/… Read full post »
becomes an ideal
sometimes reality gets skewed.
/… Read full post »
oh, Life, a balancing act.
the things you say;
the things you extract.
gushing, or avoiding,
reading signals from others.
do you fly, or do you smother?
give out or take,
to open or to close?
Life’s not always presented as you supposed.
go forward, or rewind/… Read full post »
Think of all you embrace.
And also all you reject.
In - Verse,
Your opposite’s meaning;
to go inside, to try to further your Quest.
Re - Verse,
As if running in place,
back-pedaling, game-saying, for a Truth.
Con - Verse,
To spar or agree with you/… Read full post »
Come into Being.
Life comes and goes,
and Moments never cease.
Ooh-aah, the dance
that crawls ‘cross my lips.
A wry smile,
what you did to my hips.
Swaying breeze girl,
shhh - no one knows!
It’s yours, it’s yours,
and it’s what I Own.
The ra/… Read full post »
what is that thing that causes a Love?
instantaneousity, a velocity, having just met?
the wee things you conjure, as your mind begins to wander,
little dovetails and connections you project?
every face in the world is different.
even though you can see breeds and tribe/… Read full post »
all through it
you figure it out.
what comes of conjecture?
surmises, or a lecture --
oh, someone can always tell you
what It’s all about.
when you place your Self in the Maelstrom,
you get what you receive.
some .. times .. silence.
and upon th… Read full post »
to be found, allowed,
was not a coincidence,
nor was it a mistake.
it was simply a time.
divulgence of secrets;
floodgates of life,
and the drawbridge of death;
the place in the ether
whereupon we met.
the stages o/… Read full post »