Provoking, single-minded, non-thinkers (UPPERCASE people) are perfectly content to walk directly to a destination, looking straight ahead, not noticing, nor counting advantage -- senses OFF, judgements ON, mind CLOSED -- while missing OUT on the journey. Thought-provoking, observant (lowercase people) are intrigued by the human experience. The more they look in all directions, the more they see great variety -- although this would seem to point (somewhat paradoxically), to the similarity of our lives and existence.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
A human being is only interesting if that individual is in contact with self. To trust your self, be Who you are -- do what you ought to do, the way you need do it. Discover you, what you do, and trust it. If a person doesn't trust themselves, they will never trust anyone else. While you may be deceived if you trust too much, you will live in torment if you do not trust enough. For it is mutual trust -- even more than mutual interest, that holds human relationships together. Our friends seldom profit us, but they make us feel safe. Marriage is a scheme to accomplish exactly that same end. To be loved, and love well -- trust a man of worth. Trust that man and he will be true to you; treat him greatly, and he will show himself Great.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Glide forth to embed the extended blade,
(the right fit, matched to its sheathing).
Slid upon graphite, pushed inside the Maide,
(finding the clicks of her Lock -- all hidden feelings).
His Key slips home into a foreign, oiled milieu,
(geared tight to match, mesh, and turn together).
For the parts all move as inner couplings do,
(tripping springs -- throwing open bolts, but better).
Encased within the workings of this machine,
there is movement without sound on sound:
to convey what no musical notes can mean,
(played silent when ‘er whole-rests abound).
The Key and Lock engage, and marry now…
(while brass bells ring by keeping time).
And Church doors open then close aloud…
(for both the Lock, and the Key -- are mine)!
Note: 'locksmith's daughter': 19th-century slang for a key.
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