Thank you for the responses it does give an inner glimpse into many of the wonderfully intriguing persons on this site. It also allows for some sort of clarity in their words in other threads as it does define who you are to some degree.
I have lived in the same Northern Ontario town all my life. It has a population under 50,000 and is the largest city (by land mass) in Canada. Population desity in this region is sparse and the distance between any sort of settlements of note are considerable. I have traveled a fair bit but my heart is in the natural realms and most of my trips end up being extended fishing trips. I have seen big cities but they hold nothing for me besides a pleasant distraction. The cloistering concrete ramparts destroy the natural beauty of the world I seek and they could never hold me for long. Currently due to personal reasons I have lost most of my interest in this region and am preparing to dust off my boots and travel to new vistas. I have been avidly searching for a place similar in form and substance, to dull the longng ache in my heart for nature's verdant beauty. I have investigated hundreds of possibilities, and have found the place to where I will move. I have a couple years at best left in this city and even this country. My heart lies elsewhere but where the wind will set me down is as yet unknown. I hope with all hope and faith that my direction is unerring but even if it is is not I am leaving this land of my birth behind to start anew. I suppose the Big Sky Country will just have to make some room for another of nature's children.
As you well know the dharma does not allow for the intermingling of those of differing varna. And worse yet I am but a lowly Parjanya, an outcast, an untouchable. As you my sweet sweet lady are assuredly of the Brahmin second only to the Kshatriyas, how could my simple existence ever manage to allow you to excel? You know you are like unto a queen to me and your kindness soothes my social leprosy, but in your presence I am but a disfiguring blot on your eternal radiance. Even amidst my own caste, I am but a bhangis, outcast among outcastes. You wondrous visage is as far beyond my frail existence as the heavens and their scintillating jewels. I fear in my lowly state I am resigned to watching your essence float through my life, as intangible as smoke. As much as this hurts me I find myself drawn to fire-building with smoldering materials just to allow my ill conceived imagination to perceive your glory amidst the ghostly white fumes. You are an angel in ascension and I am but a weight to hinder your flight. I happily wait at your feet hoping to catch from you the occasional words that fall unused from your glistening lips. Treasures I will hold to my breast as warmth for the coldest seasons. Perhaps basking in your presence will allow me to attain a hold in a higher caste one day but for now I am hardly worthy of filling a hole in the road your graceful feet travel. All I have left are dreams...
(There are you happy my spoiled little princess... )
Now if you were only a banker you could make a healthy profit from that sort of work and then the government would bail you out when it all collapsed through mismanagement of funds. A day late and a dollar short my friend...
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay, my head just feels in pain I missed the bus and there'll be hell today, I'm late for work again And even if I'm there, they'll all imply that I might not last the day And then you call me and it's not so bad, it's not so bad and
I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life
Push the door, I'm home at last and I'm soaking through and through Then you hand me a towel and all I see is you And even if my house falls down, I wouldn't have a clue Because you're near me and
I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life
I would be very disappointed in myself if the chronological aging of my body affected my perceptions of physical life and impinged upon my personal preferences. Likewise I would think myself shallow to allow colour, language, weight or many other things to exclude anyone from my life. I am blessed by each person who allows me in their life and have no right to tell them they are less that what I deserve. Physical attraction is highly individual but I would not cheapen myself or any one else for that matter by presuming that age limits what either of us desires.
I work 12 hours a day 4 days a week in a mine toting steel rods about and moving 2500 pound machinery with a push bar. I also walk at least 20 miles a week if not more. And I read at least one book a day to exercise the ol' noggin.
C'mon sweetie how can we tell which is your back and which is your front... you don't have a face and I am getting dizzy spinning all around you trying to look you in the eyes here...
Must be a virus (should have bought a mac ) cause I am terrified of coffee. One cup and I am up for three days and I already have enough energy to shame a schoolyard...
Hey no fair!!! How come you lovely folks in Macedonia have computers with that kind of sound? I only get pixellated words and 2 dimensional images. Next thing you know you'll tell me that if someone posts a picture of a flower you can smell it...?
RE: Write a word beginning with the last letter of the previous one.
Solitary