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What do you do when you don't get better?
Strong arms get too get too weak to hold her.
Oh God give me just enough strength to make it through.
Sleepless, this madness is walking me out to the ledge
and stands there beside me
shivering out on the edge.
Oh God all I all I ask is a little relief
Just a moment of peace.
I don't want to live without you.
I'm not ready to live without you.
So let's dance a little.
Laugh a little.
Hope a little more.
Cause I don't want to leave without you, without you.
This thorn in my side,
though it cuts and stings me
As opens these eyes
I never seen so clearly.
And oh God I thank you
Cause you bring me to my knees
Back on my knees.
Zorzalito. Days 9-10-11-12Disculpen, de verdad, por no haber escrito nada antes, he estado colapsado con los estudios. Me habría encantado escribir antes, podría haberles contado que el día 10 le tomé fotos a Zorzalito tomando agua en mi patio, lo mojé un poco en sus plumitas y creo que le gustó, después se sacudía y acicalaba con cuidado. El día 11, ayer, estábamos felices porque logró atrapar su primera presa desde el suelo por su cuenta, una larva de tenebrio. Lo celebramos mucho, era un gran logro. Voló todo el día subiéndose a todo lo que encontraba, incluso a la cabeza de mi pareja.More Like This
Sorry for not writing before, really, I was collapsed with my studies. I would have loved to write before, I could have told you that on day 10 I took many photos of Zorzalito drinking water on my yard, I dipped him a bit on his feathers and I think he liked it, then he shook and groomed carefully. On day 11, yesterday, we were happy becaus
Zorzalito. Days 7-8¡Zorzalito cumplió una semana viviendo conmigo! Hoy recordaba cuanto rato dudé si traerlo o no cuando lo encontré, ahora me alegro de mi decisión y de que esto esté marchando bien... o al menos hasta hoy, ¡cuando Zorzalito armó un desastre de proporciones en mi habitación! >_< Llegué de clases y al entrar a mi habitación vi que un poster estaba despegado de la pared, unas figuras de Star Wars (a 1,3m de altura) estaban derrumbadas, cosas de mi escritorio estaban en el piso, ropa de mi silla en el piso... en resumen: Zorzalito desató su furia mientras no estuve.More Like This
Zorzalito served a week living with me! Today I was remembering how much time I spend doubting if I should take him with me or leave it alone, now I'm glad with my choose and this is going well... or at least until today, when Zorzalito made a mess in my room! >_< I arrived from classes and when I step into my room I noticed that a poster was un
Zorzalito. Days 5-6Hola, como prometí (aunque un día más tarde), les traigo novedades sobre Zorzalito. Llevamos casi una semana viviendo juntos en mi habitación, ayer logró algo nuevo, salió de su corral por su cuenta, se subió al amplificador de mi bajo (50cm), de ahí saltó a un gran parlante y luego aleteando llegó al tocadiscos, ¡le faltaba poco para subirse a mi escritorio! Da saltitos por mi pieza y la recorre de un lado a otro, ha comido mucho, en la universidad me dieron más insectos para alimentarlo.More Like This
Hello, as I promised (although a day late), I bring some news about Zorzalito. We have lived together for almost a week on my room, yesterday he achieved something new, he got out of his pen by himself, he climbed my bass amplifier (50cm), then he jumped to a big speaker and from there, flapping his little wings, he reached the turntable, he was about to get on my desk! He explore my room moving with little jumps, he has ea
Zorzalito. Day 2Hola a todos los que estén siguiendo la situación de Zorzalito, hoy me despertó a eso de las 7 AM cuando escuchó otros de su especie cantando afuera, no paraba de gritar. Me levanté y minutos más tarde le di su desayuno, unas 12 larvas que previamente sumergí en agua para que pueda hidratarse un poco más. Me fui a clases a las 11:00, pero pedí a mi familia que le alimentaran. En la universidad me dieron más insectos para que comiera, así que cuando llegué le di su almuerzo, estoy tratando de establecer horarios de comida, por ahora tengo la idea de darle 10 larvas cada dos horas, espero que esté bien, aunque si tiene hambre supongo que me reclamará. Aquí hay una foto que pude tomarle mientras comía, ahora ya entendió que, si algo flota sobre su cabeza, es comida. ¡Incluso ya no se come la pinza! puedo dejar caer las larvas desde un poquito más arriba y se las tragaMore Like This
Hello to all who
I Don't Feel Like I'm Falling...Gold by Wake Owl-->https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NgHMqbaRfr0&index=32&listLJZ2g-y5_G9NnaU8g07kE1LOuHFO2ZiogMore Like This
It's been a month or more since I last did a journal--figured you all might like to have yet *another* journal crowding your inboxes and since I just roll that way, here it is!
I don't know how everybody else's autumn went but here it was really quite good until the last week. Last Saturday it was 70 F and a real pleasant day. Sunday a front came through and we've had nothing but clouds and cold and snow and below zero temps. I guess we had to pay for all the nice weather we've had here sometime
I've finally got a little time to unwind and try to get caught up on DA...an impossible task, really. No amount of free time will gain me an 'in control' inbox, I think. I've actually got some irons in the fire other than here and they have been taking up the majority of any time not working.
I hope you all have been enjoying life and li
Zorzalito. Day 1Hoy encontré a este pequeño zorzal afuera de mi universidad. Estuve mirándolo unos minutos a ver si veía a sus padres, aunque ya sé que cuando caen es casi seguro que están condenados de morir a su suerte. Mientras lo miraba, no podía evitar pensar en los otros pajaritos caídos que he recogido antes, fácilmente unos diez y ninguno ha podido sobrevivir más de un día. Estaba pensando en eso cuando me decidí a que al menos así podría intentar ayudarlo, volví a la universidad y encontré ayuda de un profesor que me dio larvas de Tenebrio molitor para que comiera. Salí a buscarlo y me quedé otra media hora mirándolo, uno de sus padres estaba cerca, lo miraba pero zorzalito sólo podía saltar intentando llegar a su padre que volaba. Me dijeron que lo intentaron dejar en su nido (donde había otro hermano), pero cayó nuevamente. Así que finalmente decidíMore Like This
What the Appalachian Trail held in storeYes, my friends, I ended up backpacking for the entire summer, and I summited Mt. Katahdin on August 16 and finished the Appalachian Trail--camera in hand! Unfortunately, I couldn't take my Nikon D7000, which simply weighs too much to carry in conjunction with a backpack. Instead, I bought a Nikon Coolpix 600 for the occasion, which weighs just 1.3 lbs., and I carried it around my neck for over 1200 miles. It's not a bad little camera, and it has 60X optical zoom, which is great for getting wildlife, but the quality of the pictures just isn't as good. Or maybe I'm too much of a perfectionist. I'll probably post a few of the better pictures here anyway.More Like This
As I emerged above tree line and was climbing alone along a boulder-strewn, windy, cloudy ridge of Mt. Katahdin, which was, quite frankly, a bit daunting, a dark form suddenly materialized to my right, and I saw the broad black wingspread of a raven. I was moved by a sense of the raven as a kind
Photography CritiqueTwo of the groups that I work on Nine-Muses and love-new-artists have or are planning to have sections where members could submit artwork for critique. In Mine-Muses it is called the beginners folder and LNA will soon be having a Critique Folder.More Like This
Critique begins at home and I am the biggest critic of my own work. I do it constantly and quietly, not just when I process my pictures and upload them, but also post facto. Refining my gallery over time. While I have never been a formal student of photography, I have gleamed information and guidelines from many sources .. (It has been so long that it would be impossible for me to remember or quote the original sources). I though I would share the method I use and how I go about it with friends and members of the group.
Hopefully I will get feed back and observations from others that would help me .. improve the way .. I improve myself
A little known Robin Williams story ...More Like This
Something I would like to share with you ...
♡ A Little Known Robin Williams Story:
“Years ago I learned a very cool thing about Robin Williams, and I couldn’t watch a movie of his afterward without thinking of it. I never actually booked Robin Williams for an event, but I came close enough that his office sent over his rider.
For those outside of the entertainment industry, a rider lists out an artist’s specific personal and technical needs for hosting them for an event- anything from bottled water and their green room to sound and lighting requirements. You can learn a lot about a person from their rider. This is where rock bands list their requirement for green M&Ms (which is actually a surprisingly smart thing to do).
This is also where a famous environmentalist requires a large gas-guzzling private jet to fly to the event city, but then requires an electric or hybrid car
Chemical ImbalanceI'm not sure I know what to say,More Like This
And I can't find the words to take it away.
I'm lost within my every thought,
Impulses, and chemicals, all shot.
Trying to find a remedy: a cure,
To return to a mindset that once was pure.
I'm lost within the misery,
Bereft of pleasant memory,
Enslaved to my own anxiety,
All that's left: insanity.
EllipticalHe talks to CometsMore Like This
tells them Secrets and Tales
they listen with rapt attention
sometimes crashing and burning
sometimes passing innocuously
through the Universe
Sometimes, the Comets tell their own tales
streaking tails of tales across the night sky
passing sleeping cities, flying over pastures
we watch with rapt attention
sometimes crashing, sometimes burning
but never innocuously
We wish, we hope, we dream
of catching Comets in a jar,
keeping them like wildflower jam
and spreading them on brainy toast
and savoring every Cosmic bite
But, He talks to Comets
tells them they belong among the stars
to sail away and find a new lover
Far away and return when they feel free
The Train Now DepartingQuiet and self possessed the black dog lays down to wait outside the supermarket,More Like This
His people are one of the raggle-taggle families from the dilapidated quarter of town.
Immigrants from some foreign place where the sky is always blue but hope has failed.
Here they wander the well-stocked aisles of plenty, drifting apart and coming together,
Searching out the affordable, trailing ragged clouds of chaos.
Notice amongst the children, the little girl,
In the frivolous pink dress decked out with bows and frills
Carrying an unspoken challenge in her dark gypsy eyes
“Use your imagination
Stand in my shoes for a moment and feel them pinch.
How easily our places might have been exchanged,
But for the rolling of the dice,
But for the inscrutable ever-rolling dice.”
In the cities of recurring dreams,
The wise walk amongst the foolish, the uncaring and the faceless.
Put an ear down to the pavement and deeper than the noise of the traffic,
Those who have ears to hear will hear the rumble
There is no Other“All hate is one hate,More Like This
All love is one love.
I swear this truth on any book you care to name.
Behind the illusion of self
We are all limbs of the same creature.
There is no other.
Who would mock his own clouded eye,
Or ridicule his twisted foot?
The clouded eye sees visions in the mist,
The twisted foot might aid our balance
And carry us on a little way yet.
There is no other.”
Having spoken his piece the unreliable witness falls silent,
Fumbles for his or her varifocals,
And limps down from the witness stand.
“Call the next witness.”
31To those in my life I love the most...More Like This
Here upon my birthday, I bid you a toast.
You've enriched my life with humor and wit,
And stood by me even when I was a whiny twit.
You've given me pleasure, and eased my pain,
And keep me level when ought I'd go insane.
You share sage counsel, and make me chortle,
Even if you insist on reminding me I'm only mortal.
A soul must endeavor to hold on to those most dear,
And with all of you around, I might make it another year.
Tell Me Tales"Tell me tales," she said, her cheeks flushed with the excitement and the wind's kiss. "Tell me about the land when it was young and fruitful."More Like This
But how does one describe the azure of the endless sky, dotted with puffs of white? How does one paint pictures of leafy green arms stretched up in ecstasy, ready to embrace the oceanic heavens? Where do I find the words to elucidate the myriad of blood nourished flowers, their petals like so many dancing princesses across the viridian ballroom of the earth?
She tugged at my sleeve, looking up at me with her, too wide, hazel eyes and I knew. Taking her hand, I led her up to the crest of the hill. Below us lay the chessboard of our reality, stretched as far as the eye could see. The wind swept past us, an invisible ocean, its voice a whisper.
"When the earth was new," I told her, my hand sweeping across the landscape as if I were a painter. "the Gods set about forging existence. They began with the fields and the prairies, dressing the earth in