Happy New Year All.
I hope this year finds you at the end better than you are it's beginning.
I hope this year finds you at the end better than you are it's beginning.
First off have a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Happy Kwanzaa, Merry Festivus, a good day off or whatever you do or do not celebrate.
Secondly, much love, warmth, health and happiness.
I'm in Georgia with family, got in late, because the weather decided to proceed me this year rather than follow me like the past, got up way early,because my niece and nephew are forces of nature, am wiped out because my niece and nephew can not be unwound and have no slow setting.
One thing I do realize every time I'm down here is that, some people don't understand how lucky they are to live in a place where the stars, on their dimmest night, still exceed tenfold what I see, where I live, in it's most plentiful nights. The wonder they invoke, the imagery they inspire and the awe they awaken will never get old to me.
Stray nerdy my friends, enjoy a thought of happiness.
Secondly, much love, warmth, health and happiness.
I'm in Georgia with family, got in late, because the weather decided to proceed me this year rather than follow me like the past, got up way early,because my niece and nephew are forces of nature, am wiped out because my niece and nephew can not be unwound and have no slow setting.
One thing I do realize every time I'm down here is that, some people don't understand how lucky they are to live in a place where the stars, on their dimmest night, still exceed tenfold what I see, where I live, in it's most plentiful nights. The wonder they invoke, the imagery they inspire and the awe they awaken will never get old to me.
Stray nerdy my friends, enjoy a thought of happiness.
This is the moment
The very first second
An embrace of ones self
A calling to the core
To awaken
This is the moment
To arise, anew
To find the seeds
of dreams once planted
This is the moment
Yourself to embody
Like wind in the trees
As stone on a shore
As moon to the night
The very first second
An embrace of ones self
A calling to the core
To awaken
This is the moment
To arise, anew
To find the seeds
of dreams once planted
This is the moment
Yourself to embody
Like wind in the trees
As stone on a shore
As moon to the night
Life takes you on some strange journeys, sometimes
This, is where the lessons are learned
Listening to my voice gradually slip into the ether
Listening to these words travel through my fingers
This is were I weigh my measure
and learn
These tiny sparks I see
are just those bright enough
to pierce
the veil
oh what waits beyond to unfold
And one more night has been foretold
All the dreams we see as gold
are but shadows to the silver thread
Quietly, I slip away
Like the sunrise
This, is where the lessons are learned
Listening to my voice gradually slip into the ether
Listening to these words travel through my fingers
This is were I weigh my measure
and learn
These tiny sparks I see
are just those bright enough
to pierce
the veil
oh what waits beyond to unfold
And one more night has been foretold
All the dreams we see as gold
are but shadows to the silver thread
Quietly, I slip away
Like the sunrise
What is time to this mortal coil
Where is time to the silver thread
What marks upon this ticking
Tick
Tick
Tick
What waits beyond this dream.
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A couple of pics of my gemini self
Where is time to the silver thread
What marks upon this ticking
Tick
Tick
Tick
What waits beyond this dream.
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A couple of pics of my gemini self
A blank screen
That's all there is
That's all there can ever be
Every day
blank
no words
no meanings
no illusions
Just a semblance
of something
that resembles me
The me
that sometimes fails
to be
who I want to be
The me
that sometimes succeeds
to set free
what I truly can be
That's all there is
That's all there can ever be
Every day
blank
no words
no meanings
no illusions
Just a semblance
of something
that resembles me
The me
that sometimes fails
to be
who I want to be
The me
that sometimes succeeds
to set free
what I truly can be
Happy Thanksgiving.
May you have more to be thankful for this year than last and more the years to come than this.
and to all politicians everywhere
From Tatiana Limanova and myself with love, nothin but love
May you have more to be thankful for this year than last and more the years to come than this.
and to all politicians everywhere
From Tatiana Limanova and myself with love, nothin but love
