I'm starting to blog again. However I will ruffle some feathers so if it pisses you off so be it, and if you have something constructive to add do so. If you just want to be bitchy then be forewarned. It's just a button push away from blogville to banville.
Then what is the answer? It is simply not to be deluded by dreams. It is to know that great civilizations have broken down into violence, and their tyrants have come many times before. It is to know that when open violence appears to avoid it with honor or choose the least ugly faction; these evils are essential to keep ones own integrity, to be merciful and uncorrupted and not wish for evil;as well not to be duped by dreams of universal Justice or happiness, for these dreams will not be fulfilled. To know this,and to know that however ugly the parts appear the whole remains beautiful. A severed hand is an ugly thing,and a man dissevered from the earth, stars and his own history for contemplation or in fact often appears atrociously ugly. Integrity is wholeness. The Greatest beauty is Organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things. The divine Beauty of the Universe, LOVE THAT, not man apart from that, or else you will share in man's pitiful confusions, or drown in despair when your days darken.
I believe this will be known as the age of lamentations. The age of broken minds and broken souls. The age of hurt creatures sobbing out their sorrow to the rhythm of the blues. The music of lost desolation has become the rhythm of the world. The age of the failure of splendid things The age of the deformity of splendid things The age of old young men and bitter children The age of treachery and a great new faith The age of madness and machines The age of broken bodies and fear twisted hearts The age of frenzied fumbling and possessive lusts. And yet deep down,an age unsatisfied with dust dirt and guns. An age which though choked by the selfishness of the few,who owned their bodies and their souls,still struggled blindly towards the end. And in their time reached out magnificently towards the very Stars themselves
When Giants do what Giants do they are simply called Giants,When ordinary people do that which Giants do regardless of the consequences they are called Hero's Swallow
I come upon the people like a shadow, And I sit down by each mans side, None see's me but they look at one another and they know that I am there. My silence is like the silence of tye tide , that steals the lives of young children. My silence is like the deepning of the frost on the long cold night,when birds are found dead in the morning. Army trample invade and destroy , With guns roarning from earth and air. I am more terrible than army's. And I am more feared than cannons. Kings and princes give commands. I give commands to no one. And yet I am listened to more than Kings' and more than passionate orators. I un-swear words and I undo deeds. Naked things know me. I am the first and last to be felt of the living. For you see my name is Hunger
FAIR TRADE Sometimes when I hold this. Faded old Globe. That I used at school.To see where the oceans were And the five continents. The lines of latitude and longitude. The north pole and the south pole. Sometimes when I hold this Tattered and wreaked old cardboard pumpkin. I think here in my hands rest the fair fields of my childhood. Where still lie or wander old games tops and pets. A house where I was little, A place where I was as old as I was tall. And afraid to swear cause Grandma might hear and send a bear to eat me up. Where I loved the pink clenches, the red ,white and pink fists of roses; Where I watched the rain that the skye's thew down, In puddles and rut fulls of irregular mirrors of soft brown glass upon the ground. Sometimes I think this old school globe is a parcel of my past, a basketful of half forgotten things. And now here I stand with it some when in the summertime. All alone in an empty and forgotten school house , Where about me hang old maps an abacus,pictures, blackboards and stand empty desks. If I raise my hand no teacher will demand what I want, But if someone in authority were here I'd say give me this old word back whose shattered husk I clasp. And I'll give you in fair exchange the real true bitter sad one. That's filled . Not with a child's remembered and pleasant skies . But rather with blood puss horror,death,mothers ,fathers and Lies
has anyone noticed how quiet that little fucker Bush is now that he lost the house and senate? I wonder if papa Bush can bail his Little moron shit out of this one.Whats the little shit going to do now that people are actually talking about impeachment? Personally I think execution would be more appropriate, after all he has killed how many thousand people with a stroke of his pen ,all in the name of his God namely Gold ,oil and Dollars.What am I talking about a stroke of his pen the man can't even read,Maybe he just signs with an X like the fucking hillbilly he really is. Word is out that Jeb is leaving the governors mansion, maybe to start a run for the presidency ,lucky you Yanks lucky all of us another bush in the white house rose garden ,Heaven help us all. Hope all you americans are happy with the body bags coming home that you don't even get to see on the evening NeWS because of the blackout so that you don't get to know this is worse than vietnam with no end in site,and for what ,well I'll tell you what for ,GW Bush and Family not you ,you all just get to die while they get Rich on your corpses.I hope your all happy with the leaders you allowed to elect themselves.Pull your heads up out of the sand people before it's to late ,as then what will you say?We didn't know ,we didn't care or we were just plain stupid. America is going broke and now they have started to steal like common thieves ,from every nation on the planet .Strange how people can still feel pride in such a country,I know I would not.
Open your mind to the world and you open up a whole new world with every turn. The world seems big, beyond our control, wild and dangerous, and quite honestly: it is. That is the nature of the world as it is. To say otherwise is only wishful thinking. Nevertheless, to lock ourselves in a house, burying our heads in the sand is not living in the world; in fact, it is not living at all. Life is chance. To live, chances must be taken. Take chance seriously: but take it. We can lie to ourselves about the world, we can pretend that it is merely a stepping stone to a better place but these feats of faith are only that: feats of faith. The mind that accepts the world through action, accepts life as it happens. Such a mind is in the position to change the world around it. Change is the power behind awareness.
There is a human dilemma. That dilemma is the fact that fear often is the driving force in life and not awareness. We, as human beings, have the chance to face change eye to eye. Many times even though the opportunity presents itself, it is not always taken. There are those who choose to turn a blind eye and define the world as they would want it to be instead of what they are aware of. Truth becomes a subjective definition, their definition, or an accepted one: either being as absurd as the other. Those minds which choose to see the world as they would want it instead of how it is are a hindrance to those seeking the truth as it is portrayed: moment by moment through awareness. The truth as it unfolds in reality is not always the truth that unfolds in the mind. Wishful thinking too many times turns to obstinate faith, which is nothing but a highway to hellish dogma.
It is the right of any individual to believe as they see fit. It is not the right of those individuals to force their particular brand of faith on the world just to cement their claims to truth. If their mind is to be rendered useless by fear or wishful thinking than let that mind die in peace and solitude without dragging the rest of humanity down with it. It is only a hindrance to those around it and a detriment to everyone.
A time comes in your life when you finally get it... when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out - ENOUGH!
Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes. This is your awakening. You realize it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change... or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that neither of you is Prince Charming or Cinderella and that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you... and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are... and that's OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions. And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself... and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.
You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn't do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected.
You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that it's not always about you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself... and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance. You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties... and in the process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.
You realize that much of the way you view yourself, and the world around you, is as a result of all the messages and opinions that have been ingrained into your psyche. And you begin to sift through all the junk you've been fed about how you should behave, how you should look, how much you should weigh, what you should wear, what you should do for a living, how much money you should make, what you should drive, how and where you should live, whom you should marry, the importance of having and raising children, and what you owe your parents, family, and friends.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with ... and in the process you learn to go with your instincts.
You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive. And that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix.
You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a by gone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life. You learn that you don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing.
You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake. Then you learn about love. How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away.
You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. And you learn that alone does not mean lonely. You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs.
You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK...and that it is your right to want things and to ask for the things you want and that sometimes it is necessary to make demands. You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated with love, kindness, sensitivity and respect and you won't settle for less. And you learn that your body really is your temple. And you begin to care for it and treat it with respect.
You begin to eat a balanced diet, drink more water, and take more time to exercise. You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play.
You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you believe you deserve... and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy. You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different than working toward making it happen. More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance. You also learn that no one can do it all alone... and that it's OK to risk asking for help.
You learn the only thing you must truly fear is the greatest robber baron of all: FEAR itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms. And you learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom.
You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes-bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people. On these occasions, you learn not to personalize things. You learn that God/dess isn't punishing you or failing to answer your prayers. It's just life happening. And you learn to deal with evil in its most primal state - the ego. You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you. You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.
You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower. Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than your heart's desire. And you hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind. And you make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.
Finally, with courage in your heart and Your Goddess by your side you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best you can.
I've learned - That it's not what you have in your life, but whom you have in your life that counts.
I've learned - That you don’t have to compare yourself to the best others can do. To be yourself is enough.
I've learned - That you can do some things in an instant that will give you heartache for life.
I've learned - That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
I've learned - That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
I've learned - That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
I've learned - That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down. Are the ones to help you get back up.
I've learned - That sometimes when I'm angry, I have the right to be angry. But that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
I've learned - That maturity has more to do with the types of experiences you have had, and what you have learned from them. Not how many birthdays you have had.
I've learned - That no matter how good a friend is, they will hurt you once in a while. You must forgive them for that.
I've learned – Sometimes its not enough to be forgiven. You also need to forgive yourself.
I've learned - That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
I've learned - That two people can look at the exact same thing and each can see something totally different.
I've learned – That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people you don't even know.
I've learned - That credentials on the wall, does not make a decent person.
I've learned - That no matter how much I care. Some people just don't care back.
I've learned - That it can take years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
I've learned - That money is a lousy way of keeping score.
I've learned - That once a relationship is over, if you experienced more smiles than tears, then it wasn't a waste of time.
I've learned - That I must never humiliate another person. Always give him an honorable way to back out of something and still save face.
I've learned - That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.
I've learned - That it is best to give advice in only two circumstances; when it is requested and when it is a life-threatening situation.
I've learned - That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.
I've learned - It's sometimes easier to talk and look stupid, than to remain silent and suffer. Yet my guardian deity is the plant of silence. Secrets must remain secret.
I've learned - Inside every older person is a younger person wondering: "So what the fuck happened to me?" From the Swallow’s Nest
Just finished reading a post in the magazine and it made me chuckle ,this guy was wondering what was wrong with him as he said that the best sex he had ever had was with his girlfriend and another guy. And he states that he and the other fella got it on and it was fun also he say's that he was not attracted to the other man just his cock and vise versa,that he enjoyed sucking and getting sucked . Well the question I ask WTF's the problem? So he's Bi it's not like it's a crime or anything. Seems that the only people that have a problem with it are people who suffer with a condition called homophobia ,I say condition simply because a phobia is defined as having an irrational fear of something,arachnophobia (fear of spiders). etc,etc,etc. Personally I believe that People who are bisexual have a much healthier view on life than all those with their particular phobias. Now if being Bi is not your cup of tea then so be it (Male or Female)but for chrissake it's not something to be feared ,unless of course a person has some very deep rooted sense of sexual insecurity. The thing is if the sex is good then gender really shouldn't make a difference. I know that it never has to me or my significant other,it's like having the best of both worlds .
ello LitSquirt I really don't know how to start his as your pro and blog is a little difficult to follow sometimes, and you do say that first emails are not opened ,well this is the first so here goes nu-thin.First I would like to thank and commend you on your support of my other and I may say Better half Skye-one2 you made her day and for that again I say thank you, I found your Blog by accident and a wonderful thing it was to, to find some one of a like mind at least in some ways . Now havering said that I will attempt to tell you and your's a little about myself for no other reason that I feel like it, ok . First I am a retired biologist and artist ,when my wife of 28 years passed I pretty much gave up on life ,sold all that I had and moved as far away from people as I possibly could and basically shut myself off from the rest of the world and tried to concentrate on my art. Well that had it's benefits as one day after ten years of almost no contact with the outside world I met a wonderful woman twenty some years my junior at a showing that I was forced into at a local art gallery she was beautiful single and Hot like a branding iron ,this I said I gotta have ,and I used every trick that I have learned in my long and illustrious career as a human being to reach that end, and guess what it worked and we have been together ever since . We both love to be naked at the Swallows nest were clothing is determined by only the weather, and I love my dogs two Great Danes and a Min-pin go figure,no point in saying whose the boss. We have a select Few friends with whom we share special times with ,but with them it always works they are couples of like mind and style and with other couples MMF is always there to be had yes as a matter of fact all possible combos are there to be explored and that is good. I have always been of the believe that a single man cannot truly satisfy a woman , and one man with two women is doing nothing but tilting at windmills in his mind .but I think we agree on that already. Any-who's enuff said about me now on to you.firstly all I get to see is legs ,no good,so I will be sending along a pic of you so that I can put a face to the handle hope thats ok with you, and if not big deal am going to do it anyways so there.please take this in the spirit that it was intended and bless you both for bringing a little brightness into my day ,and oh by the way Skye Thanks you to very much, as always The Swallow
In reference to George's speech last nite with the crocodile tears almost streaming down his cheeks he looked a lot like the little stupid boy who got his hands caught in the cookie jar,Now one has to ask who wrote the speech as we all know not only is little George not capable of writing a speech but is not even capable of reading that which is written for him,Like his statement of Dead or alive for os ana bin laden, well bin laden is not dead and as a matter of fact is becoming more popular with every day that passes ,and the (Bring em on )well they sure have brought it on and the US just keeps bringing it home in the forms of body bags filled with American troops killed in a war for Bushes God. God standing for Gold Oil and dollars. But the damage has been done ,despite the mir ade of photo ops and the hip shooting Dick che ny America is now probably the most hated country in the world and for good reason for they are the most hate full and greedy nation on the planet. But back to Bush, do the American people really want another Bush in the white house rose garden? I hope not but this will happen Good old Jeb is just waiting in the wings ready to cary on the Bush crime legacy but the time is not yet quite right they will need an incompetent Dem to try and clean up that which the bush family has wrought, then Jeb can enter the world stage and say see you should elect me for I can screw things up even more than my fool brother did and guess what the US public will fall for it one more time ,however this time it will be truly to late, The question remains as to who will jack the votes for Jeb as he will no longer be Governor of Florida when he runs for office perhaps they will get Dan Quayle a man with all of the intellect of his namesake bird , a puppet in the truest sense of the word ,as has been George W Bush controlled by Daddy Bush ,Dick cheny , donald runsfeld and of course Paul wolfowitz, among many others to numerous to mention here. But back to last nights speech maybe God has spoken to him again, but can the little twerp atone for the hundreds of thousands of Iraqi dead in his fight for their freedom and also their oil, Well he certainly has freed them of the rigors of life in a rather hostile land as they are now Dead and he almost has all of their oil to feed his corporate cronies back in the good old USA . But the question remains can he wash his hands of all of the blood that has been shed on his behalf, you bet he can,as the only thing the man has less of than brains is a conscience ,that is to say he has none . Next on the agenda will probably be an invasion of Canada after all we have oil, water and most importantly we have Canadian passports and Canadian Flags all of which would serve the US very well they could sow our flags on their luggage and use our passports and not get shot at by every one on the planet, good all around except for us Canadians of coarse,but then again we as canadians would just become one of many country's that the US has tried to Help in the name of freedom,Freedom and Democracy strange words for a country who brought slavery to a fine art in the past,and stranger still words from a (man) who as Governor of Texas had the highest rate of death sentences carried out in all of the Free States of the Union . And in the next election If the Americans want another Bush in the Whitehouse rose garden ,Remember the words of Al Capone "vote early and vote often" Nuff said.
