Optimistic in Summer
Young, we dream of ethereal lovers;
Meat, and sweat, come later.
Young, we dream of ethereal lovers;
Meat, and sweat, come later.
WordPress being the most-used software on the web these days, sites that run on it find themselves constantly under attack.
Here are some of the things I do to address that.
As mentioned in the last lesson, we’re working with the knowledge that the musical scale goes on forever in both directions, dipping lower at one end and rising higher at the other.
It is not necessary to read music to play well. Many musical greats did not and do not. But if the magical system which is music is to be understandable, we have to have a “You Are Here” point on the location map.
An excerpt from A. A. Milne’s delightful book Once On a Time, as published in full at the Esoteric Library
This shortbread-like cookie recipe comes in a large and a jumbo size.
Why laughter is the best medicine. is short description of how you can be in the timeless now.
You tell me a painting hung upside down in a museum for years and nobody noticed? I say, great! A new perspective!
Sometimes They tell you things you need to hear
Sometimes They tell you things you shouldn’t hear
Tread softly because you tread on my words.
I had been in one of those sleeps which do not let go of the heart,
And was thick-tongued and weepy, searching blindly in the dark sleeping car for my papers.
Astro, in the light of day, was jeans-clad and sneakered. She wore a white button-down shirt, sleeves rolled up past her tanned forearms. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a tail, and gleamed with shiny health. “Anyway, I just wanted to apologise.” She held up the bouquet of roses.
the economic logistics of public transportation;
from our newest blog member, My Life on a Legal Pad
we try to communicate
A poem about shoes. Or regrets. You decide.
No one cared about old woodies. You threw them away and got another one. Who would believe that they would go for $90,000 in years to come? Not I, that’s for sure.
Lyrics are not complete as poetry. They are created with an additional element, and you just can’t take that away- it’s like printing a poem without any vowels. The music is integral to the form- most of the time.
looked at the book in my hand and smiled and said, oh you´ve got good taste! I looked up and said that yes I had endeed enjoyed this book. I then remembered having read another book by the same author, which I told the lady, and urged her to read it.
The little valley that we had driven into was inundated, flooded, overwhelmed by fireflies. It looked- silly.
An essay about BDSM terms. Adult subject, but not graphic or erotic in content.