Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters. What is it?
The aim of the wise is not to secure pleasure, but to avoid pain.
Recently I’ve listened to a song with the lyrics, “Out of the darkness and into the sun.” I feel as if these are some words that have a much deeper meaning flowing through their roots. Because we all have some darkness in us, anyone who denies that is a fool, but it’s that escape from pain or hurting or evil and sorrow that truly makes us who we are. I consider ever hardship an obstacle in the shaping of my person, a twist there, a turn here, and now you’ve made your own path like no other before you. The beauty of our sadness is that despite your overwhelming negativity to a situation, some how, some way, and some when, Life will be better than it is now. Because when you really just take a moment of time to stop. Stop. And look around you. Just to take it all in. Life is beautiful.
While riding down the road this morning I could not help but to look outside my window. Even though it was a gray overcast day, my mind could only see the beauty in it all; the trees with their roots having low water potential, causing an intake of water into their cells and the even still lower water potential all the way to the top of the tree, dragging chains of water molecules with evaporating ones by adhesion, and all the water vapor in the air slowly but surely forming these magnificent grey masses of water vapor above my head. Then to look out across the sky and see the rising red sun peeking through all the clouds. I could not help but to think of all the precise alignment that is required for us to be here now. I then looked down at my hands and looked at my arm and then inside myself, and I marveled. What a curious and wonderful creature I am. If you have never had one of these moments, I suggest you look into trying this one early morning, it’s something I think everyday should start out with.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
So much of life is about emotion and our perception of the world. My one statement of advice to any random stranger would have to simply be this: “If you love, love until you cease to be.” Because even if we do or do not want admit we love something or someone, out there you are going to find it. When you do find it, hold on to it for dear life, and cling to every moment of that time so that you will always remember it. In this day and age you’re either just going into this world or going from it, just remember to live every day as if it were your last day.
Traveling through the dark I found a deer
dead on the edge of the Wilson River road.
It is usually best to roll them into the canyon:
that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead.
By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the car
and stood by the heap, a doe, a recent killing;
she had stiffened already, almost cold.
I dragged her off; she was large in the belly.
My fingers touching her side brought me the reason—
her side was warm; her fawn lay there waiting,
alive, still, never to be born.
Beside that mountain road I hesitated.
The car aimed ahead its lowered parking lights;
under the hood purred the steady engine.
I stood in the glare of the warm exhaust turning red;
around our group I could hear the wilderness listen.
I thought hard for us all—my only swerving—,
then pushed her over the edge into the river.
I loved my friend
He went away from me
There’s nothing more to say
The poem ends,
Soft as it began-
I loved my friend.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,
All play and no work makes Jack a mere toy.
James Howell’s Proverbs in English, Italian, French and Spanish (1659)