Was It Love?
Oh, but can the pain of a burden so heavy as deceit
Be cleared away so easily
With the mere touch of a soft hand to a wet cheek
Or the mere whisper of a sensuous word to a closed ear?
A burden of such magnitude,
A burden of such deformed placement,
A burden of such seemingly occult origin
Must be a burden of an offensive and doomed destination.
To say it will resolve itself,
To say it can be at all resolved
Is to say that you believe in more than miracles –
It is to say that witchcraft and sorcery are at the root of your being
Or has lov been falsely used and accused
A victimized self created deceit
In and of itself
throughout the duration of its unbeing.
Hi, is this an odd name for a blog or what? We'd actually prefer it to be known as a peaceful, magical and mystical spot. It's a spot where you can stop in for a daily dose of love and laughter sprinkled with a bit of chaos, confusion and lunacy. You can get great recipes and cooking tips, as well as drilling and building ideas. Who does that? Who knows their way around the kitchen and around the tool shed?
Well, I guess that's part of what'll make this blog so interesting - that and the brief glimpse you'll get into a very elite and exclusive lifestyle - one that supports a "never a dull moment" and "everything ain't for everybody" attitude.
By the way, remember to keep an open mind (no judging or finger pointing), a watchful eye (be on the lookout for random giveaways), and a positive -pay it forward-attitude (everybody could use an occasional leg up).
Now I know it sounds easy, but don't get it twisted, this "dance ain't for everybody", it's not always a bowl full of cherries, but we make the best of it by drinking a whole lot of lemonade and by praying daily for peace, patience and understanding; after all, we woke up like this!