I saw...was gonna say a light thrilling educational non fiction ...but that would have been too novel.

Y'know, I like totally lost my swishy...kilt.

We were all off being so 'gay' and light hearted, we just plumb forgot where we left the limo!!!

I get the short story of it

I guess that's all I get for now
probably should look "hard back" before turning the page

Truth be known Sherrie dumped her purse and Kat and I were just helping her pick it up....HONEST, (said with wide eyed innocent look)...we couldn't help being all 'gay' and happy.

when you are gayer than a peach orchard boar, who needs a limo (except for somewhere's to leave your purse)

what are we talking about here?

Not a lot, other than the happy thread jackers with no opinions went and puddled in someone else's gay thread..


I wondered if Jonathon had lost his swish with his kilt and needed debriefing..

triangle brains, shiny hats..
lost in the tall tall grass,
foot prints upon the ceiling, paint in my hair,
disorganized beyond belief, safety nets not included
traveling in time to the point of no return
which becomes an unending quest to find the light within
an angel once said "to begin again you must end"
in the trappings of my triangulated mind
comes an aged fine wine to be drank only with them
the devil you know the devil you don't
in the end it matters not, they've all gone off
so come with me once more into the tall tall grass
get lost in my weaving of words and triangulated mutterings
and nothing makes sense in a sensible way
sensible is as sensible does
intelligence not included
making way for those who are deluded
she thought and thought with all she had
only to find he was mad, mad as a hatter
insane as a june bug, wikki in his whacky woo
climbed the highest mountains only to hear her own voice inside her head
burying the dead and forgotten in the pile of rust
as the minions all played games of mistrust
no no no sense at all in my ramblings just random thoughts that pile up
filling my head until it busts
pouring out in a scattered frenzy
only to realize the dog's name was benji
pick and choose choose and pick
which ever line suits you best, find the truth in what you see
show it to me because I am blind, put it in my hand
its been a long road only to find
in the end it matters not if I make sense to any one or not

Beachfarmer wrote:
“Am I alone in having a certain comfort in the fact that I will never really know...embracing the mystery...but surrendering the solid answers that probably won't come until I transition?”

Richard Feynman wrote:
“Some people say, ‘How can you live without knowing?’ I do not know what they mean. I always live without knowing. That is easy. How you get to know is what I want to know.”

Love it 'abra',

On Richard Feynman's quote in your previous post, ... totally love it!!!

:)

Admit and embrace your profound ignorance, and set yourself free!!!

And that is what is tue for me!!!

(variation on 'truth will set you free!)

When Alice lost the Cheshire Cat
And Jack fell off his hill,
Mothergoose plain ate her hat
And handed Humpty Dumpty a pill.


(We're all undone, we're all this way
And with the grace of Mike and Van
We're definately here to stay)

It is ok to be this way
Doesn't have to make much sense
If night can turn into today
And sinners make amends.

Then we can chase our tails and play
And laugh and dance and cry
There are no rules to act this way
Nor questions to ask why.

So sit a while sweet Jenni dear
Rest and catch your breath
And perhaps the answers loud and clear
Will be the one thing left.

~ Preying for a Bone ~

~~~

The universe makes perfect sense
if sense is not your goal
For senselessness is what you get
when you divvy up the whole

All is one and one is all
it seems like such cliché
Yet this is what defines
a beautiful bouquet

The sum is more than just the parts
it’s an easy thing to know
Love’s bestowed from in our hearts
through the actions that we show

Do we need an explanation
to empathize emotion?
Do we need a revelation
to be firm in our devotion?

Searching for the answers
to things that can’t be known
Is like dog-tail-chasing dancers
preying for a bone

~~~

(Abra 9/22/07)

Sitting here on my butt,
Reading all the poems
Wondering "where they all
come from"? Flitting around
From here to there,
Jumping from thread
To thread...
Enlightened crowds,
splitting hairs.
Something to do,
Something to make time pass.
Dancing in swishy skirts
And being totally gay.
Feelings good,
And feelings hurt.
Moving on, to
Find our way.

Kat

Hey what do you expect in a moments notice?

A flash of leg, a sly smile, and a jiggle in your swimsuit as you walk on by...

That's not too much I hope..

Uh oh. I think I just got my butt in hot water over there in another thread. I might have to chew off my leg.
Kat

I could be messing up in places I didnt think the sun shone, myself...

I'll chew your leg off, if you chew my arm off Kat...

Mmmmmmm mmmmm. Come ere darlin. Anytime, anytime.
Which leg would you like to start with??? Hmmmm?
Kat

Boy this thread has some hairpins in it...or is that just my mind???

Isn't this the "disorganized thread"? I better go look. If it is...it looks pretty disorganized to me.
Kat