Today the sun shines and the moon will be half at night… Tonight I’ll stay calm and dare to dream a dream life…
S
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Bustle In A House
Do I love this poem or what? J’adore…
The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth.
The sweeping up the heart
And putting love away
We shall not want to use again
Until eternity.
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“The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating – in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.”
— Anne Morriss – Starbucks customer
The Wordless Tune…
From the right corner of her sight, she sees 11:11… From the same side of her mind, she wonders…
From the soul full of hope,
why is she far?
From the sweetness of the heart; the storm of the stranger’s mind…
From the lightness; fireflies in the bowl of night…
From the world she used to adore; the reality she still avoids…
Why is she still far?
From the man above,
and his words in the blueness of the sky…
It’s 11:18… She is still mute…
S
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Attention: My readers from ‘Frisco!
“I’m so much happier when I walk to work. It’s a quality of life thing. I think I just feel better having gotten fresh air before work. It’s calming. I know it takes 45 minutes and I can’t speed it up, so I know I’m just going to get there when I get there.”
— San Francisco pedestrian Amy Standen, 33, interviewed by the Chronicle newspaper
Sleepless…
I’m suffering from insomnia;
I can’t stop thinking of the notes
inside the mystery box…
The smell of the soil,
the weakness in your eyes,
the gaze that makes me blush…
I’m tired of reading your dangerous mind…
S
Goodbye…
This is dedicated to a true lady who taught me dignity and devotion:
Tears in my eyes…
Delighted inside…
No more suffering… No more pain…
Not anymore…
I still can hear you…
Crystal
Like yesterday’s dream…
Forever and ever…
I miss…
S
The Dark Side of the Moon…
“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.”
Los Angeles Travelogue | #3
I’ll keep it short and simple: the last days of my trip were spent in lovely Pasadena, complete with another sushi meal (mmm)… Venice Beach… Meeting new people and making friends… Yet more surfer dudes on the gloriously sunny beach… Mojitos and margaritas… Hookah and Russian wine…
…and now I’m back with loads to catch up.
S
My Conscience… Your Conscience… Our Conscience…
“Your conscience is a nuisance. A conscience is like a child. If you pet it and play with it and let it have everything that it wants, it becomes spoiled and intrudes on all your amusements and most of your griefs. Threat your conscience as you would anything else. When it is rebellious, spank it – be severe with it, argue with it, prevent it from coming to play with you at all hours, and you will secure a good conscience; that is to say, a properly trained one. A spoiled one is simply destroys all the pleasure in life. I think I have reduced mine to order. At least, I haven’t heard from it for some time. Perhaps I have killed it from over-severity.”