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Now I lay(with everywhere around)
me(the great dim deep sound
of rain;and of always and of nowhere)and
what a gently welcoming darkestness--

now I lay me down(in a most steep
more than music)feeling that sunlight is
(life and day are)only loaned:whereas
night is given(night and death and the rain
are given;and given is how beautifully snow)

now I lay me down to dream of(nothing
i or any somebody or you
can begin to begin to imagine)

something which nobody may keep.
now I lay me down to dream of Spring


Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.


Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken


We held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message.


Roses are #FF0000
Violets are #0000FF
All my base
Are belong to you


Beyond watching eyes,
With sweet and tender kisses,
Our souls reached out to
each other,
In breathless wonder,

And when I awoke,
From a vast and smiling peace,
I found you bathed in morning light,
Quietly studying,
All the messages on my phone.


Only when the last tree has been cut down,
And the last river has dried to a trickle,
Will man finally realise,
That we cannot eat money,
And reciting old proverbs,
Makes you sound like a twat.


Once upon a time there was a Bear and a Bee who lived in a wood and were the best of friends. All summer long the Bee collected nectar from the morning to the night while the Bear lay on his back basking in the long grass.

When winter came the Bear realised that he had nothing to eat and thought to himself " I hope that busy little Bee will share some of his honey with me". But the Bee was nowhere to be found - he had died of a stress induced coronary disease.


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8th Feb 2007, 20:36   comments (0)

Chambers Farm Woods pt 2

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Out a bit early but its nice to see some colour back in the garden :)
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Common Sun

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3rd Feb 2007, 20:34   comments (0)

I want to live like common people

Best hangover cure? Dog walking in the fresh air. Today with an added bonus of the sun, even took my coat off it was that warm, hardly felt like a February afternoon.
Massive huge puddles = Very wet puppy
Massive huge puddles + horses + dog = Worried parental unit running after wet nearly squished puppy while daughter laughs and takes a picture :D
3rd Feb 2007, 20:29   | tags:,,,,,comments (3)

Oooww Summer

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Everyone at work has been talking about booking holidays and sun bathing and the sun and warm weather and the beach and blah blah blah.....
So I found a picture I took in the summer to cheer myself up. Aaahh soft green grass perfect for picnics and sunny fun *sigh*MSN Hotmail is evolving ? check out the new Windows Live Mail
1st Feb 2007, 22:38   comments (1)

Anything You Can Do.....

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Missy is now 90% back to normal after her accident - she can walk fully on her leg just has a slight limp. She can now go out in the garden on her own and has even started to fight with the dog!
And Onyx as she has taken to thinking she is also a cat - plus its been a while :)
28th Jan 2007, 17:54   | tags:,,,comments (5)

But I NEED tacos! I need them or I will explode!

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Mega Gir as promised!
The picture from box is showing what he should look like with the doggie disguise on but that was too much like hard work.
I stuck a 10p by his foot for size comparison - according to the box he stands at 12 inches. Not mega enough for my liking :D
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