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Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.
Charles Dickens |
I cannot say that I think you very generous to the Ladies, for whilst you are proclaiming peace and good will to men, emancipating all nations, you insist upon retaining an absolute power over wives. But you must remember that arbitrary power is like most other things which are very hard, very liable to be broken—and notwithstanding all your wise laws and maxims we have it in our power not only to free ourselves but to subdue our masters, and without violence throw both your natural and legal authority at our feet. ~Abigail Adams |
“Some people think it’s holding on that makes one strong—sometimes it’s letting go.”
~unknown~ |
I've always thought that a big laugh is a really loud noise from the soul saying, "Ain't that the truth."
When a deep injury is done to us, we never recover until we forgive |
In and Out of Time
Maya Angelou The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have. You were always mine. We have loved each other in and out of time. When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor I had always loved you more. You freed your braids... gave your hair to the breeze. It hummed like a hive of honey bees. I reached in the mass for the sweet honey comb there.... Mmmm...God how I love your hair. You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance. Lost, injured, hurt by chance. I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed.... Trying to change our nightmares into dreams... The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance our long way home. I was always yours to have. You were always mine. We have loved each other in and out in and out in and out of time. |
Politeness is the most acceptable hypocrisy.
~ Ambrose Bierce Stolen kisses are always sweetest -unknown Bring the past only if you are going to build from it. ~DomÈnico Cieri Estrada |
This is my favorite Neil Gaiman quote
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
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“Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido.”
"Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” ― Pablo Neruda |
There is no dream too extreme.
-Courtesy of my 9-year-old |
The best theories are poetic creations.
Stephen Hawking |
A Poem to the body: Jane of All Trades~
neck bone connected to my shoulder bone, clavicles under velvet wraps poke out when in passion or in sadness. shoulder bone connected to my chest bones under my damn good tits wrap my big old heart that flutters in love or anticipation. chest bone connected to my spine long and hard down to my ah ah ass curved and soft in repose or in leggings. spine bone connected to my hips bones thick and thrusting across pavements and up stairs in to you or onto you. hip bones connected to my calf bones muscled lean and taut for kicking your ass or saving mine in fight or flight mode. calf bones connected to my toe bones, perfect little steps of broad pink nails painted in whimsy or welcome |
"Read over your compositions, and where ever you meet with a passage which you think is particularly fine, strike it out."
-Samuel Johnson (1709-84), lexicographer, dramatist, novelist, critic, poet, and editor |
Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, faithfulness the best relationship.
(Buddha) |
A person without a sense of humour is like a wagon without springs. It's jolted by every pebble on the road.
(Henry Ward Beecher) |
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
(Ingrid Bergman) |
When one door of happiness closes, another opens,
but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us. - Helen Keller |
Know the rules well, so you can break them right. - Unknown
Stupidity is not knowing how dumb you are.- Unknown To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. -Unknown |
Love yourself & life loves you right back...
Loving yourself is healing the world. |
If you are too busy to laugh, you are too busy. ~Proverb
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A peacefulness follows any decision, even the wrong one. ~Rita Mae Brown
It's not hard to make decisions when you know what your values are. ~Roy Disney Choices are the hinges of destiny. ~Pythagoras |
Along the Road
I walked a mile with Pleasure She chattered all the way; But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow And ne'er a word said she; But oh, the things I learned from her When Sorrow walked with me. Robert Browning Hamilton |
Amor está como el viento,
usted no lo puede ver pero usted puede sentirse. Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it |
Si yo fuese el mar y tu una roca,
haria subir la marea, para besar tu boca. If I were the sea and you were a rock, I would raise the tide to kiss you. |
The lack of money is the root of all evil.
Mark Twain For every minute you are angry, you lose sixty seconds of happiness. Ralph Waldo Emerson Judge a man by the reputation of his enemy's, and the character of his friends |
María Luisa
I know by her voice
I know by her tone I know by her writhing I know by her scream I know I have her now Within my reach her ecstasy Taking her over the edge Flying high within my safety Flying into another place in our time Seeking that plane where she lets go Time and time again over and over Her deep pleasure my pure desire Hearing her screams feeling her Letting go flooding into my presence Her beauty unleashed in a torrent now Her eyes a deep mystery of intensity Seeking nothing less than her total bliss I have come tonight intently seeking this I am taking what is mine and giving it back While I send her screaming to the heavens Scooping her up into my loving arms I see Everything as it was truly meant to be Making the moment last holding her close Seeing desire satisfaction and pure pleasure She is spent she is safe she is loved within my arms I am loving my Angel tonight this sweet femme does And everything comes down to that last kiss this night Tender gentle sweet butterfly soft and loving for her Ultimately loving her making love to her healing us both [/CENTER |
What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson, American essayist, philosopher and poet (1803-1882) |
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.
(Dalai Lama) |
Happiness is not something you postpone for the future; it is something you design for the present.
(Jim Rohn) |
A sense of humour... is needed armour. Joy in one's heart and some laughter on one's lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life.
(Hugh Sidey) Everybody laughs the same in every language because laughter is a universal connection. (Yakov Smirnoff) |
Odd how the creative power at once brings the whole universe to order.
- Virginia Woolf |
"The trouble with the world is that the stupid are cocksure and the intelligent are full of doubt." ~Bertrand Russell
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For Pablo Neruda Lovers~English Translation To Follow
'Tengo Hambre De Tu Boca' by Pablo Neruda.
Tengo hambre de tu boca, de tu voz, de tu pelo Y por las calles voy sin nutrirme, callado, No me sostiene el pan, el alba me desquicia, Busco el sonido líquido de tus pies en el día. Estoy hambriento de tu risa resbalada, De tus manos color de furioso granero, Tengo hambre de la pálida piedra de tus uñas, Quiero comer tu piel como una intacta almendra. Quiero comer el rayo quemado en tu hermosura, La nariz soberana del arrogante rostro, Quiero comer la sombra fugaz de tus pestañas Y hambriento vengo y voy olfateando el crepúsculo Buscándote, buscando tu corazón caliente Como un puma en la soledad de Quitratúe. |
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
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"A Bad Girl Again"--- Maria Luisa
A Bad Girl
A Great Woman Both stand before you All in One am I And so much more Strength & Power From a depth unknown before If I show it to the world Unkind descriptions will follow So who cares How others see me If I am not true to myself Who does that lead me to be Strong enough to be tender Strong enough to be kind Strong enough to see beyond Blinders from a world That only sees the surface Just skimming the top Never daring to go below That is not me So I am a Bad Girl A wild woman Who dares to think One who gets into the depths Deeper than those before Scared only of not living Scared to not feel All of Life Challenging Intense & Fierce Am I Are you strong enough To survive This Journey with Me With You With US in the Present Past & Future Seek & You Will Find You have always known That we would find Each other In this Lifetime Yes, I am the Dream The one who keeps You Up at Night Soul & Spirit Touched Already You have found me..... Again |
"No one will ever love you more than you love yourself"~ Me.
Think about it. |
Un día, cuando esté listo
Vendré por ti ... Voy a tomar tu mano en la mía y llevar a la jardín especial mientras yacía a su lado nuestras raíces se profundiza en la tierra y desde esas raíces será un amor como ningún otro el vástago será nuestra fuerza las hojas de nuestra protección las flores será nuestra individualidad y esta planta no morirá que vivirá para siempre En el jardín especial de nuestro amor ... Morgan |
One day when I am ready (translation to prior post)
One day when I am ready I will come for you... I will take your hand in mine and lead you to the special garden as I lay beside you our roots will go deep into the earth and from those roots will be a love like no other the stem will be our strength the leaves our protection the flowers shall be our individuality and this plant shall not die it will live forever In the special garden of our love... Morgan (One day when I can love myself, then I will be ready, until that day comes I will think about you and hope that you can wait for me) |
Fear less, hope more;
Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Hate less, love more; And all good things are yours - Swedish Proverb |
You must learn from the mistakes of others. You can't possibly live long enough to make them all yourself.
Sam Levenson |
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