The wheels of a carriage on the roads.
The beauty of the outdoors.
The mooing of the cows.
The babbling of the creek.
THe neighing of the horses.
The sounds of walking on gravel.
THe blowing of the trees.
All to the ear that doesnt listen means nothing, but if you do listen its utter country bliss nipping at your ears
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Lake
On the surface it seems so calm but who really knows what happens below that serene surface.
Yea sure you can throw a rock, pebble, stick..anything in the water and cause a splash, ripple. Obvious the bigger the object the bigger the commotion.
However, when there is a storm is present then the waters are never calm, serene. When does the storm pass...that is unknown.
Someone is left with two options...can either wait it out or brace yourself for a fight.
What is the lesser of the two evils?
Yea sure you can throw a rock, pebble, stick..anything in the water and cause a splash, ripple. Obvious the bigger the object the bigger the commotion.
However, when there is a storm is present then the waters are never calm, serene. When does the storm pass...that is unknown.
Someone is left with two options...can either wait it out or brace yourself for a fight.
What is the lesser of the two evils?
Snow
As fast as the snow comes it goes...as fast as it freezes...the faster it seems to melt away.
Whether we are ready or not that snow comes and if we do not prepare...it can bury us, block us...the only way out dig or wait for it to thaw.
Digging would only cause a temporary pain last a short while on the other hand can take a great effort.
Waiting for it to thaw is the most painful and hurts the most. As you start to see the light of day under the melting snow it is shattered by yet another layer of snow and another and another...then this time you are deeper than where you started..the next thing you know 5 months has passed and you have yet to thaw.
As each moment passes your chances of digging out become bleak hence by the time you realize that you wanted to dig you are left with thawing.
Whether we are ready or not that snow comes and if we do not prepare...it can bury us, block us...the only way out dig or wait for it to thaw.
Digging would only cause a temporary pain last a short while on the other hand can take a great effort.
Waiting for it to thaw is the most painful and hurts the most. As you start to see the light of day under the melting snow it is shattered by yet another layer of snow and another and another...then this time you are deeper than where you started..the next thing you know 5 months has passed and you have yet to thaw.
As each moment passes your chances of digging out become bleak hence by the time you realize that you wanted to dig you are left with thawing.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Love
Feelings of love with each...
gentle, elegant kiss given,
enduring glance,
affectionate hug that never should end,
peaceful smile that you give me,
insightful conversation,
precious, cherished laugh,
intimate moment spent in your arms,
lustful yet loving thrust given.
gentle, elegant kiss given,
enduring glance,
affectionate hug that never should end,
peaceful smile that you give me,
insightful conversation,
precious, cherished laugh,
intimate moment spent in your arms,
lustful yet loving thrust given.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
November Quotes
Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice; it is not a thing to be waited for, it it a thing to be achieved.
William Jennings Bryan
We all worry about the population explosion, but we don't worry about it at the right time.
Arthur Hoppe
No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her body. No woman can call herself free until she can chose consciously whether she will or will not be a mother.
Margaret Sanger
William Jennings Bryan
We all worry about the population explosion, but we don't worry about it at the right time.
Arthur Hoppe
No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her body. No woman can call herself free until she can chose consciously whether she will or will not be a mother.
Margaret Sanger
Cloudy When Gray
As time pass it seems like our minds become overgrown by ideas, thoughts and images then it seems that everything is out of control. It just seemed like it was too much to cut all those things; so things were overgrown to the point that you could not see the reality of a situation. It seemed that you have so much anger and frustration that you allowed that to take over your life and seemed like revenge was the only thing that was going to let you clear the brush away. Then you take a step back and realize that all those ideas, thoughts and images were you just trying to get over whatever it was that clouded you in the first place. You then realize that instead of focusing on those things that were once of great importance has been ignored. You then try to put back the pieces of your life that were overgrown. But it still does not seem the same.
What we can do is at least try to learn something from it and move on the best way that we know how. You would be the only one that would be able to decide what that might be. As I read in a book, everyone grieves different than every one else. You are the one that will have to decide what is healthy for you. Some of just don’t have the ability to cry like others and some just can’t stop crying that does not mean that either one is wrong.
What we can do is at least try to learn something from it and move on the best way that we know how. You would be the only one that would be able to decide what that might be. As I read in a book, everyone grieves different than every one else. You are the one that will have to decide what is healthy for you. Some of just don’t have the ability to cry like others and some just can’t stop crying that does not mean that either one is wrong.
Destruction
I see the society like wildlife of the land and the seas for that matter. You think to yourself how beautiful they seem and how free and peaceful it is. But think of this when you see them. How great would be to face destruction of your only home and your food source for that matter? That is considered survival of the fittest is it not? How wonderful would not knowing if you would be able to survive that night or a couple of hours from now? We all do what we have to do to survive. Think about how that would be like our world today. People have to use violence and crime as their way of survival. How is that fair to them? You think that they would want to change how they live if they could?
Butterfly
A butterfly…. One of God’s most beautiful creatures but you touch them the wrong way and you can harm them, even kill them. Reminds you of some of the people and the growing youth these days correct? We as the public, young, old and middle aged are all God’s beautiful creatures, BUT when we are touched by violence, no matter what shape or form. A piece of our soul dies or is harmed beyond repair.
How then are we to fix this problem? Honestly, there are enormous amounts of ways and we as the public have already tried. But when only a small number of people give a damn, then how are we to change the country or even a state for that matter?
As the generations keep coming what do they have to face? More violence. Soon the pollution in the air will be so toxic that the butterflies will either have to adapt or perish. Is that not how the next generations are going to live? Butterflies have to adapt. What is meant by adapting is as follows: becoming part of the toxins, trying to avoid, or not thinking that anything is wrong because it has became a norm in the society. Let me put this thought into your mind then…. How is that anyway to live? I know that it is easier to voice an opinion then to take action but doesn’t ever action have a voice first? Let me then put something out to you like this: When you have more than one voice can’t bigger actions take place?
How then are we to fix this problem? Honestly, there are enormous amounts of ways and we as the public have already tried. But when only a small number of people give a damn, then how are we to change the country or even a state for that matter?
As the generations keep coming what do they have to face? More violence. Soon the pollution in the air will be so toxic that the butterflies will either have to adapt or perish. Is that not how the next generations are going to live? Butterflies have to adapt. What is meant by adapting is as follows: becoming part of the toxins, trying to avoid, or not thinking that anything is wrong because it has became a norm in the society. Let me put this thought into your mind then…. How is that anyway to live? I know that it is easier to voice an opinion then to take action but doesn’t ever action have a voice first? Let me then put something out to you like this: When you have more than one voice can’t bigger actions take place?
Monday, October 12, 2009
Acorns
There are three acorns on that branch…..the branch could represent, in sense, the parent or the real world and the acorns three children. The acorns are supposed to fall off from the tree when they are ready or go into the world when they are of the ripe age. Why then are some of them picked from there spots before they are ready to be? Why can’t they just be left alone until there time is supposed to come? This is something that does not make sense. If you take the acorns to soon they are not getting to the full potential that they are supposed to be because there life was cut short. Someone was not thinking of what their carelessness would do to someone else. Some things are supposed to happen. We might not understand it but in due time we shall.
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