had over 1,200 entries and that was getting close to full. I don't want to trim it by deletion. I did that once, much to my dismay. Will be used more for poetry.
come out of a need to share interesting stuff I come across. When I was young I did a small newsletter named as such. (or was it column in the newsletter? Been 30 years... I think.)
is where I put my flash fictions. Maybe someday I'll figure it out and have enough good ones to publish. Ratings vary and some are hidden from view.
I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
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is for posting personal blog entries in hope that folks will comment and post their blog entries there as well. I will be commenting on all blog entries posted. It's my effort to rebuild a blogging community.
Lots of things checked . That's good, right? Or did you just list those checked? Doesn't matter. Sounds like reasonably good trip. Relax now and recover.
At least the Lions made it forward. The first time since 1991.
It was a winter 80 here with cool shadows. Started with rain by the shore that washed out to sea. The sun tried to dodge the clouds all day, but it was a losing battle. Did flash green as it ducked goodbye heading your way.
SandraLynn Team Florent! You capture the purpose of this blog. Balance is elusive for me. If I'm depressed I can see my accomplishments. If I'm smug I can see the pain. If I think I haven't lived... I must admit that I once was alive.
Ah, this is life, the mundane mixed with moments of wonder. We need to eat so ,we think about it, prepare for it, do it. We need to socialize so, we seek it out wherever we can find it. Sometimes, we need to wander without any goals or purpose. We observe. We marvel. We breathe. Not everything requires scheduling.
PiriPica Norway is near and dear to my heart but I cancelled in 2022 because I was ill and 2023 has been Thailand. If I get to go May 17 2024 I want to be in Lillehammer. Vi får se.
I agree, it's never the same to just have pictures. It's all the different sensory impressions that make up a memory, not just sight. Love hearing about your impressions from Norway, thank you.
Mini-review: A very nice short piece of wisdom. I did laugh when I read "knowing both your aperture and your shutter speed..." because I immediate thought of knowing when to keep your mouth (aperture) shut and when to skedaddle out of there! I won't rate it because it's categorized as an philosophical essay and I don't know anything about that! I did like it a lot. You should read it for yourself.
Prompt: What is the secret of life? The Living Rocks Speak
"We are aware. Even as clunky old rockfall from the mountains we're aware, even as the dullness of the fall wears off and we accept our new surroundings until water carries us off.
Our voice is strong when young but somewhat boring. We all sound alike; we all say the same things. 'How did I get here.' 'Why me.' But water wears and ice fills cracks and those green things that grow among us cleave us apart. We begin to understand that time and life itself have different meanings to the short lived things that run and nest among us and even the long lived tree in time losses its bark. We see generations come and go as we slowly grow smaller ourselves. Some burst into a thousand children over time. We accept our lot. Diminished we become smaller, wiser, polished. We no longer look like we did! Good riddance! We become smooth stones making peace with the water, glistening as we become a gem, a crystal picked up by a wayfarer seeking our wisdom. But they must listen closely! Our voice becomes softer with age, so soft you can barely hear us except when in a torrent of rain we tumble and tinkle.
In time we waste away to gravel, grit, then sand, to be washed away to the Great Waters. We lie in beds to sleep until we rise again, a mountain reaching upwards toward the stars.
And once again we are aware of our place in the Universe. And that is enough."
Personally? To grow spiritually. To learn whatever lesson we must least whether our life is long or short. We humans are Spiritual Beings who return from whence we came.
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