Day: August 23, 2015

As smart as they come

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  • I feel so sorry for the bookworms that lived in the caves alongside the first humans.They must have gnawed on bones for thousands of years until someone opened a library.
    When you say someone opened a library it makes it sound like a tin of soup.
    Yes,think of the waste of tinned food till somebody invented the electric tin opener.
    It makes me think.
    What about?
    The tragedies all around us.
    Like the worms tha live in the soil underneath the London Eye.
    How about the bats that lived in Stratford until that gigantic shopping centre was opened.
    Still I must admit it’s been very good news for all the shoplifters in East London where there were no shops worth lifting.
    And all the thieves who had no rich people to steal from.
    What about all those writers who lived before alphabets were invented and so they had to become artists instead
    It’s enough to make a woman weep.
    Oh,I wouldn’t go as far as that.
    No,you always were faint hearted…
    Well,heart transplants may have been invented but I don’t want one,
    Do you want two?
    I am indecisive.
    I’m under sized
    Lucky sized!
    Give over.
    Why?
    You might make me laugh and comedy may not have been invented yet.
    what a tragedy.
    Let’s cry…if it’s been invented!
    I’ll weep if not.
  • How lucky we are that reading had been invented as what would we do with our writing otherwise

The Ideal!

A little beauty

Bushka's avatarAutumn Ambles

Aspiration!Aspiration!

smile emoticon kolobokNot for a lack of gnawing want,
Nor for a feeble will;
Fearful another’s need to blunt,
Their hunger pangs to still!

Not in pursuit of transient gain,
Or still-born accolade;
Such selfish aims treat with disdain,
Fairness for all crusade;
A winsome serenade!

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(From: Mindful Musings.)

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An unusual and beautiful blog

lilymarlenegutschmidt's avatarFracturedGalaxies

Universe5

Like shadows we dance

in and out of corners

and the places where no one has been

or ever will be

listening to silver sound;

notes that fall like raindrops from an empty sky

as beautiful as liquid diamonds

shimmering in the air

and on the ground

where they become oceans

deep blue, and full of haunting melody

wrapping around us, pushing us underneath the surface

until we too become part of the oceans

until we too drown in songs

becoming endless and ending all at once

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A map’s a guide to find a world

A map's a guide to find the world

Knitted by angels,plain or pearled.

Yet though you need a map as guide,

Keep your own eyes open wide.


I spent a year caught in a map

Until I found a big enough gap

I crawled out through this exit slit,

So here I am,like some half wit.


Words can act like heroin,

You live so high,where I have been.

But onto earth I gladly fall.

The air, the sun, the rain, is all.


My senses are my lovers long-

My ears,my eyes,my skin my tongue.

The winds caress my naked flesh,

To dwell on earth is all I wish.


I'll live with mice and birds and plants,

I'll share my food with miscreants

I'll keep my words inside a tin,

And only,now and then,go in.


I'll live with cats and spiders three.

And like a wild flower grow quite free.

I' ll give my words to those who hear,

And eventually I'll disappear


Earth to earth then ash to ash

When soaked with rain I shall disperse.

My atoms wing like butterflies,

And to the Flower I'll fly,disguised