Everything admired long enough, resonates. All the sounds in the room meld into one’s soul, where nothing is definable. Your sacred corner, where you sit upon a hand-hewn chair, is not large enough to hold our thoughts. So move outwards, toward the center. Take a seat at the prepared table. Remove your gas cap andContinue reading “Gas-Capped Conversation”
Art of Conversation 3-2-1 Quote Challenge Hey 👋🏻 Good Day 🌞 Rory! Happy to participate and thank you kindly!! ✌🏼🎵🎶 Conversation. What is it? A Mystery! It’s the art of never seeming bored, of touching everything with interest, of pleasing with trifles, of being fascinating with nothing at all. Guy de Maupassant, France, short-story authorContinue reading “Art of Conversation (reblog)”
Discovered The Avett Brothers with this song… and now love sparkles through out side streets not so lonely which led to this song… is your day starting on a different note with whiskey and rye abandoned love swirling ice will senseless violence ensue? a good day to listen to music The Avett Brothers instrumental toContinue reading “Songs on repeat…”
via Secret Journal Musings Learning to laugh (even if it is not hilarious because we were hurt) and not take ourselves too seriously, makes for a happy heart. Rory is taking our human fallibility and giving it to us as medicine. Thanks friend!! Life is too short to become bitter.
The deepest, darkest rises in the fog, burned away -hidden desire. Oh, why feel so free behind the screen? And how our creator tapped into the sensual, leaves us mourning the loss of soul.
Not mentioning the moon or any such thing. For as orderly as predicted, it behaves. I was hoping for a radical disposition. And in the mirror, it appears. The smile worn yesterday. See, i smiled at the moon and in reply, a smile returned. I was hoping truth would emerge, just once.
I don’t think i am one to have a loss of words but i experienced something incredible this morning. How do I explain the strange that happened? When i logged into my Facebook account, I felt power course through my body. My thoughts loosened, years of silence were broken and I spoke up about ill-treatmentContinue reading “The Power of Grace”
Our brain toils to educate be apolitical gain knowledge one can hope we can hunger for truth make peace with ourselves, as people being selfish. I understand some see Gandhi or Mandela, even MLK as being selfless. Mother Theresa. Or were they? They labored hard, demonstrated how selfish we are. If time could stand stillContinue reading “Labor Day Utopia (brain toils)”