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The hunt is on for a nest. I need to find one that I can afford, and where Mr. Mischief will be welcome. I really want to live in this one location that is near to downtown. But, we shall see if I can make it into there. It may not be available until next August, which is kind of far away. I have a lot to do on my Do It Now list. And it is time to just get started doing it. One of the things I really want to do it start taking some martial arts classes. And I would like to rent a dance studio, so that I can set my body free. I want to go to school. I want to go forward. I need to find that life I keep alluding to. For now, it will be all about making the one I have as strong as it can be. My body is sore today. I need to go work out and stretch out all the parts of me that are stiff. I want to make sure that my body stays as healthy as it can be. I have a long journey through life. I need a good vessel to carry me home. I will go tomorrow, and collect s to call for a new nest. I have to find something soon. I need to be able to fill it with all the things that are my life.

I want to have a dinner party, but, I do not know if anyone would come. I guess I need to go make new associations, so that I could be assured of some attendance. This elusive life seems to be floating on the ocean, and I need to find a boat to get me out there. It excites me, and terrifies me, at the same time.

Change

Change the poem, change the line,
change the meaning, change the rhyme,
change the outcome change the plan,
change the mood, change the man.

Change your looks, change your smile,
change your going, stay awhile,
change your past, change your time,
change your future, stay be mine.

william greer


Leopards at Knole

Leopards on the gable-ends,
Leopards on the painted stair,
Stiff the blazoned shield they bear,
Or and gules, a bend of vair,
Leopards on the gable-ends,
Leopards everywhere.

Guard and vigil in the night
While the ancient house is sleeping
They three hundred years are keeping,
Nightly from their stations leaping,
Shadows black in moonlight bright,
Roof to gable creeping.

Rigid when the day returns,
Up aloft in sun or rain
Leopards at their posts again
Watch the shifting pageant's train;
And their jewelled colour burns
In the window-pane.

Often on the painted stair,
As I passed abstractedly,
Velvet footsteps, two and three,
Padded gravely after me.
- There was nothing, nothing there,
Nothing there to see.

Victoria Sackville-West


Astonishing Forest

Where the house filled with living
The house continuously giving
Where the house filled with nature
The house filled with adventure
Anything can survive
With the nature it provides
Where the house filled with grass
The house filled with hedges, bushes and plants
Canopy trees be it rain or shine
Will be there for you at any time
Where the green house filled with fresh air
Will shelter you in the heavy rain
O the house of beauty
O the house of sound
So much variety is yet to be found

13/05/07 6: 15 pm

Sehar Zaman