i find a lot of things online that strike me as beautiful, often for very different reasons. this one i’m not going to explain, just going to put it here. and probably make a tile of it soon.
phistophicles
hah. oh my. this is actually pretty damn funny, particularly to someone like me who is far too serious on philosophy. i’m all tipping my hat and such. seriously. http://www.phistophicles.com/
slacking, but no more!
some time ago, i said i had some dream related links that i intended to put here. considering i’m awake at this ridiculous hour for no reason other than my body says it’s time to get up, i’ll do it now. heh.
eye level with hawks
i’m not going it comes to me mohammed laughingly stated glib, unaware mountains move not kissing the sky contentedly eye level with hawks, i gazed over trees and into the far horizon. misty blue mountains at distance, louis armstrong singing ‘body and soul’, fresh coffee, and you… there… your sleepy face and half-closed eyes belying the tanto sharpness of the mind that listened as i rambled.
fairy tale
hah. this is the day of the clock changing and i woke at 2am for no apparent reason. no, 3am, isn’t it? bleh. adjusting but still grousing. i’ve had a decidedly odd dream tonight whose source i understand, but am chuckling for…. kind of.
pop-eyed and angsty
it’s 1:35am and i cannot sleep. my daughter sent me a text message today from florida that made me go dancing around the apartment. she sends me a note that said she’d be dropping by. my head filled with thoughts of a bohemian paradise weekend, coffee shop and the knick-knack store, laughter and love and closeness.
by the shore
i thought i was alone. this place, a private spot where i often come to look out over the ocean and think, to talk to the sky and say the things that cannot anywhere else be said.