Thursday, June 25, 2009
A Comment~
Message from the heart...yes. Tolerance indeed for what human does not have the capacity to anger or become violent. It is only within us that we may correct what we see as negatives. It is not for us to correct others. It is a choice that we make to be who we are. When positive energies reside next to the negative energies, the negative energies are overridden. Love is an interesting word, but how does one define it? What are its features and how do they come to be? Moreover, what is its base? ~ Maggie ~ June 25, 2009 during the daylight hours in EST
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Ten reasons why men (or, if I were a guy: women) suck...
1 - What they say they don’t mean
2 - What they mean they don’t say
3 - Half the time they don’t know what they are talking about
4 - Half the time they are not talking
5 - When getting close, they run
6 - When running away, they try to get close
7 - Trying to have a conversation is like pulling teeth
8 - They just don’t understand women/men
9 - Hello hello hello is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone at home?
10 - They are so simplistic that they are complex
GIVE ME A FUCKING GUN!!!!
The name's Mags. Like in wide tires peeling out on hot asphalt. Get it? ~ Maggie 6/7/09 @ 9:57 p.m. EST
2 - What they mean they don’t say
3 - Half the time they don’t know what they are talking about
4 - Half the time they are not talking
5 - When getting close, they run
6 - When running away, they try to get close
7 - Trying to have a conversation is like pulling teeth
8 - They just don’t understand women/men
9 - Hello hello hello is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone at home?
10 - They are so simplistic that they are complex
GIVE ME A FUCKING GUN!!!!
The name's Mags. Like in wide tires peeling out on hot asphalt. Get it? ~ Maggie 6/7/09 @ 9:57 p.m. EST
The Men in the Masks
Who is he who hides behind the mask?
Be he the angel of music? The Phantom?
Ah, the Broadway play was spectacular!
He who so sought the love of Christine, but his face...
She could not see past his deformity
Whatever beauty he held while hidden
And what beauty he had given her
Was discarded for another
The Man in the Iron Mask
A twist of truth with fiction,
Was hidden by a black velvet mask
And was not hidden by choice
Were his looks offensive?
No one knows for sure
Yet hidden away was he
One rumor being such the twin of Louis XIV
Within the movie
Supposedly Philippe was the twin to Louis
And Louis being first born, was heir
Yet who bore more worth? More beauty of manners?
Why Philippe did!
The two dramas regard the hiding of a face
Yet in a world where all bear their faces
The mask lies in the display of the persona ~ Maggie ~ June 7, 2009 @ 7:58 p.m.
Be he the angel of music? The Phantom?
Ah, the Broadway play was spectacular!
He who so sought the love of Christine, but his face...
She could not see past his deformity
Whatever beauty he held while hidden
And what beauty he had given her
Was discarded for another
The Man in the Iron Mask
A twist of truth with fiction,
Was hidden by a black velvet mask
And was not hidden by choice
Were his looks offensive?
No one knows for sure
Yet hidden away was he
One rumor being such the twin of Louis XIV
Within the movie
Supposedly Philippe was the twin to Louis
And Louis being first born, was heir
Yet who bore more worth? More beauty of manners?
Why Philippe did!
The two dramas regard the hiding of a face
Yet in a world where all bear their faces
The mask lies in the display of the persona ~ Maggie ~ June 7, 2009 @ 7:58 p.m.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Novem
Speakth thee of thy sense
Yet fear it not be vulgar to mine ear
For what is not heard speakth just as well
I ask thee for nothing save truth
Behold!
I shall not shatter like fine crystal
Yet the not knowing tears at fiber and thus leaves it bedraggled
All is good on the mend
O to darn again!
Speakth thee the words which thou know’st to be true
Me can’st force what well regarded words I would likest to hear
But I may beg of thee the words thou may think’st should cause me harm
Nay. No harm shall come from truth
Tis far worse to be in vile defense of heart
Save for what purpose?
Love?
Ah, but no votive cast forth light leaving even shadows to dance
My words dent thee not
Regard!
Clock winds back
Forward to start
When November reigns
Alas we shall part
I know not when November comes
But see it upon the horizon
Pray thee well for the season anew
I bid thee glad tidings and the joys of life
As that is my love for thee
It shall not die with age ~ Maggie ~ June 3, 2009 @ 3:50 p.m. EST
"If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were." - Kahlil Gibran
Yet fear it not be vulgar to mine ear
For what is not heard speakth just as well
I ask thee for nothing save truth
Behold!
I shall not shatter like fine crystal
Yet the not knowing tears at fiber and thus leaves it bedraggled
All is good on the mend
O to darn again!
Speakth thee the words which thou know’st to be true
Me can’st force what well regarded words I would likest to hear
But I may beg of thee the words thou may think’st should cause me harm
Nay. No harm shall come from truth
Tis far worse to be in vile defense of heart
Save for what purpose?
Love?
Ah, but no votive cast forth light leaving even shadows to dance
My words dent thee not
Regard!
Clock winds back
Forward to start
When November reigns
Alas we shall part
I know not when November comes
But see it upon the horizon
Pray thee well for the season anew
I bid thee glad tidings and the joys of life
As that is my love for thee
It shall not die with age ~ Maggie ~ June 3, 2009 @ 3:50 p.m. EST
"If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were." - Kahlil Gibran
Four Simple Words~ Never Posted
“I love you not” are just four simple words. How hard is it to say these words? Me thinks it would be fairly easy as they come easily to me. Then again, to say I love you, has also come easily as well once over the spell of terming it the “L” word. Why can’t the truth be told rather than letting it unfold via what is not read or what is read in various forms which lead to confusion and unsurety? Then again comes a ponder. What if nothing can be said? Alas, what am I reading, not reading, or do not see? What do I see? I know not. Complications. How long shall I dither?
Of splendid time in sharing nature was and will be well spent until spent of time. I know not when it comes, but I see it forthcoming and I accept it fully. Must I display the words in such form that head nods or verbal agreement is had? Horses could be lead to water, but one cannot force them to drink. In addition, one cannot beat a dead horse as it will not rise to take one hither. It is not so much that I wish to hear these words, however, I prefer truth and accept it wholeheartedly with no ill will. Isn’t that the essence of true love? The season of change approaches. I will love you always even when we say goodbye. "If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were." - Kahlil Gibran ~ Maggie ~ June 3, 2009 @ 1:35 a.m. EST
Of splendid time in sharing nature was and will be well spent until spent of time. I know not when it comes, but I see it forthcoming and I accept it fully. Must I display the words in such form that head nods or verbal agreement is had? Horses could be lead to water, but one cannot force them to drink. In addition, one cannot beat a dead horse as it will not rise to take one hither. It is not so much that I wish to hear these words, however, I prefer truth and accept it wholeheartedly with no ill will. Isn’t that the essence of true love? The season of change approaches. I will love you always even when we say goodbye. "If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were." - Kahlil Gibran ~ Maggie ~ June 3, 2009 @ 1:35 a.m. EST
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