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The Pale Horse RidesThe Pale Horse Rides There comes the pale horse across the glittering snow a sea of white, where ghost prints leave no trails. A shadow of a figure mounted upon its back undisturbed by winds despair it seems to glide as the pale horse rides. There is no escape when the faceless shadow extends a hand, a whisper lost to the souls come and ride away upon the pale horse Moved, quaking inside only coldness is the touch but there is no denying the draw to the darkness. To be swept away upon the pale horse and ride forever into the light of the moon come and ride away upon the pale horse There echoes softly in the still air not a sound heard, not a sound made you know the time is here. The time to ride into the darkness and sing the chorus of souls come and ride away upon the pale horse. 3:35 PM - 8/19/2008 - comments {0} - post commentTake the Bad with the Good or None At AllThe whole debate about God's gender is an age old one. Feminist, and women in general complaining about the fact that God is always portrayed in the masculine and referred to as "he" and philosophical essays, about God as a woman, or what gender God truly is, if God can have any true gender at all.
But the one thing you don't hear anyone complaining about is Death, The Grim Reaper, another popular figure who is always cast with a masculine identify. You do not hear any one trying to argue for the feminist version of The Grim Reaper, or questioning his gender. The feminists are perfectly content to let men have all the credit on that one. In fact if someone did try and create a feminized version of the Grim Reaper, that would probably cause outrage among women and be seen as anti-woman in some way. But if women truly were concerned with equality than shouldn't they be as equally upset about the fact that the personification of death is always in the masculine. Does not the idea of trying vouch for a female God, while rejecting the idea that there should also be a female Grim Reaper, only further stereotypes about women? 11:53 AM - 8/17/2008 - comments {0} - post commentCode of EthicsYes I am judgmental and have very rigid principles about certain things, and though I do not expect anyone to be perfect there are some things of which I find unforgivable and thus try and distance myself from and not be associated with in anyway. On the few things I do have principles about, I am very unyielding.
So where is this all going? Well I happened to be reading this blog, and debating if I should comment upon of their entries. The reason it was a debate was because I remember her blog and someone else's I use to get mixed up with each other. I think there was something similar in their blogs title, or usernames, or something, I cannot remember, but I just know I would get the two confused with each other. And so the reason why this even mattered, is because I remembered one of the blogs was this woman, who was prone to discuss in her blog various illicit liaisons which she endeavored in. And unfaithfulness is one thing of which I cannot abide by. So I refused to leave any sort of comment upon the blog if it was the hussy. So before I would comment on the blog I began to skim through past posts, and well though I did not read every single past entry, I am pretty sure, it was the other blog. So I decided that it would be safe for me to comment. 9:38 PM - 8/16/2008 - comments {0} - post commentBut if our love be dyingBut if our love be dying by Michael Field {Pen name of Englishwomen Katherine Harris Bradley (1846 - 1914) and her niece Edith Emma Cooper (1862 - 1913)}
8:36 PM - 8/16/2008 - comments {0} - post commentThe Feel of You, Taste of You, Scent of YouThe Feel of You, Taste of You, Scent of You
Close to you
I feel your breath
warm; tantalizing
The scent of you
lingers in the air
the touch of you
a caress in the darkness
Your fingers lead me through
trusted wholly to you
flesh upon flesh
set aquiver and afire
The taste of you
upon my lips; my tongue
skin upon skin
you find all the right places
Falling into you
your thighs
hold me still
your heat radiates
Thrills ripple through my body
you know just where to kiss
each stroke
of tongue and fingers
awakening
My love, my lust
set me free
in the ways of love
Your body instructing mine
naked in sin
naked in innocence
Limbs wrapped up in each other
hushed words, whispered names
rhythm of two bodies
friction; heat; sweat
body to body
yours and mine.
8:00 PM - 8/15/2008 - comments {0} - post commentBlack Oak
9:52 AM - 8/15/2008 - comments {0} - post commentQuote of the WeekThere was just something about this one I really liked
Where there's marriage without love, there will be love without marriage ~ Benjarmin Franklin
Runners up
What attracts us in a woman rarely binds us to her ~ John Churton Collins
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies ~ John Donne 9:08 AM - 8/15/2008 - comments {0} - post commentSoul-SickSoul-Sick
Too many lives
left behind
to be brought to this point
upon the trail of dust and bones;
death in the wake,
but only a death of the body,
yet what becomes of the soul
when the world makes it feel
insignificant
With so many changes
born witness,
so much pain and sorrow,
and yet when one no longer belongs
what is to be done
There must still be a calling
to lure the soul back into body
but this currant state of being
so miniscule compared to
what had once been
A longing for a place
that can never be returned to,
a world that was worth so much more,
such things praised today
eat away at the soul
that still remembers
Remembers a time of meaning
those who exalt the shallow glories
of today are those who forgot
or never knew the power that once
sung true
When every rock and river was sacred
the trees wise teachers
when man knew how to be grateful
for a life that was not by birth-right due
but earned in every act
How could any soul
that once remembered these bygone
days of yesteryear
truly be content
in a world
where all meaning is forgotten.
4:41 PM - 8/14/2008 - comments {0} - post commentSoul RythmSoul Rythm
I feel the internal hum
Speaking to me in depths
But carried within
It has no language
A spasm of sound
But far from silent 9:15 AM - 8/14/2008 - comments {0} - post commentYeah I said itEvery now and than I will read a blog and feel the strongest desire to leave some sarcastic comment to their post, but I usually end up deciding against it, because well in the end, it would not really accomplish anything. Though it may give me a momentary satisfaction, it is not going to actually change anyone's mind so I figure why bother, it is not really worth it.
But I was reading a blog today, and well sense their whole post annoyed me, I said what the hell I am going to go for it. And if they read this and know I am talking about them, well I do not really care. But anyway, she was talking about how she just started blogging, because she lost the journal she used to write in but she was undecided if she was going to keep her blog here on this site. But than she was going on this snooty little rant, about how like the fact she already caught some misspellings and run on sentences in some of the blogs here, and how she is thinking moving her blog elsewhere simply because not everyone here writes first draft perfected blog posts. I know, misspelling, or bad grammar in a blog? The horror. So if she wants to dis JH and its members because we do not write blog posts as if we were all College Professors preparing to turn in an important dissertation, I say screw that. So I said You know you could always just buy another journal, come to think of it is, I should have intentionally spelled journal wrong. And I should have used "U" instead of You.....ahh I could have done so much more damage, oh well. 3:32 PM - 8/12/2008 - comments {3} - post commentMirror ImageI just love this picture that I took. I love the reflection within the water and this picture to me just has such a romantic fairy-tale, Victorian feeling to it.
8:16 PM - 8/11/2008 - comments {0} - post commentThe Night Has A Thousand EyesThe Night Has A Thousand Eyes By Francis William Bourdillon
2:31 PM - 8/11/2008 - comments {0} - post commentCatch-22I have recently finished reading Catch-22 by Joseph Heller, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I found it to be a very witty, clever, humorous and gritty book. One of the things which had caught my eye about this book was the style in which it was written reminds me of one of my favorite authors Tom Robbins. Heller's writing in Catch-22 is like a milder and saner version of Tom Robbins, but they have the same sense of humor. A sharp wit, with a dash of the random thrown in, to make you say huh? I also love the satire which they both offer up ruthlessly.
One of the things I loved about Catch-22, is that behind the humor I think you can still find truth, and in spite of the ludicrous that he salts upon the pages, Heller does not shy away from the cold hard truth and brings a sharp realism to the story. The book is about WW2 and normally I am not into war stories, but the great thing about this book, is that it was not so much about the war itself, it was not about some great heroic mission, or some historical event. It was about the people, it made the soldiers into real flesh and blood. It told the stories of their lives, featuring the unlikely hero Yossarian. It also reflect in humorous fashion both the incompetence and corruption of the military leaders. But as I have said, there is a true to life aspect to this book, so Heller does not stray away from the realty of death in the war, so towards the end particularly it does begin to get sad. But the characters are outrageous, and outlandish, yet vividly alive. Some you will love, some you will hate and some you will love and hate. 6:23 PM - 8/10/2008 - comments {0} - post commentHelen's SongHelen's Song by Philip James Bailey
THE Rose is 3:26 PM - 8/10/2008 - comments {0} - post comment100 Greatest Books ~ UpdateI came acros this list of what are considered to be the 100 greatest books of the 20th century, I decided that I would reach each of these books, here is the list of books I have read. The numbders in front of the title is the order they appear on the list. The * are a sort of 5 star rating system for how well I liked the book. I will also list if any the books I am in the progress of reading. TBA = To Be Announced
2.The Great Gastby * * * *
10. The Grapes of Wrath * * *
41. Lord of the Flies * * * *
45. The Sun Alos Rises * * * *
48. The Rainbow * * * *
64. The Catcher in the Rye * * * * *
78. Kim * * *
88.The Call of the Wild * * * * *
93. The Maugs * * * * *
21. Henderson the Rain King * * * *
69. The House of Mirth* * * * *
13. 1984 * * *
20. Native Son * * *
9. Sons and Lovers * * * *
31. Animal Farm * * *
3. A Portrait of the Artist As A Yong Man * *
58. The Age of Innocence * * *
15. To The Lighthouse * * *
25. A Passage To India * * * *
65. A Clockwork Orange * * * *
34. A Handful of Dust * * * *
84. The Death of the Heart * * * *
7. Catch-22 * * * *
Books in Progress:
The Ambassadors 6:45 PM - 8/9/2008 - comments {0} - post commentPersonal Reading List ~ Update*New books added
I have rather recently decided that I wanted to read more Non-English/American Liteature, so I asked for suggestions on the Lit. Forum I post at, and have complied a list of the books I want to look into. Some of which I have previously heard of before but never really gave a thought to or considered reading, but I have heard so much discussions and buzz about them, I thought I would look into it. Others I never heard of before, and just sounded really interesting. Though the list is lible to grow, here it is as it stands now:
Russian
War and Peace Fathers and Sons
Crime and Punishment The Brothers Karamazov The Master and Margarita Dead Souls
French
The Count of Monte Cristo
The Lover The Songs of Maldoror The Man in the Iron Mask The Three Musketeers
German
Beneath the Wheel
Kannitverstan An Episode in the Life of the Marshal De Bassompierre Lukardis Krambambuli Cardiac Suture The Message That Failed Rock Crystal The Bacherlor's Death Unexpected Reunion
The Picnic of Mores the Cat Zerline, The Old Servant Girl The Friend in the Closet A Little Legend of the Dance The Hussar The Glass Bead Game
Italian
The Baron in the Trees
Indian
One Night at the Call Center Five Point Someone The God of Small Things
Asian
The Sailor Who Fell From Grace with the Sea Karka on the Shore Noweigian Wood The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle The Tale of the Genji The Peony of Love
Canadian
Not Wanted on the Voyage
Spanish
The Club Dumas
Portuguese
The Stone Raft
Austrian
The Damned Yard
Austrilian
The Republic of Trees
African
Two Thousand Seasons The Healers The Man Died Nervous Conditions Petals of Blood 12:18 PM - 8/8/2008 - comments {0} - post commentQuote of the WeekI am not sure I really agree with this quote but something about it struck me, and I do understand what is being said within the words.
Those who are faithful know only to trivial side of love; it is the faithless who know love's tragedies--Oscar Wilde
Runners up:
Don't tell your friends thier social faults; they will cure the faults and never forgive you--Logan Pearsall Smith
If all personas knew what they said of each other, there would not be four friends in the world--Blaise Pascal 8:57 AM - 8/8/2008 - comments {0} - post commentAn End In FireAn End In Fire
Perhaps my pain
is the greatest pains of all
a loss of hope
a spreading numbness.
The wasteland is coming
a time of death and dust
it will be an end in fire.
The world will burn
it will burn for greed
and ignorance
for the fat wealthy
and communist countries
it will burn for all technology
and so called progress
a joke of civilization.
If you wonder
who is responsible
for the slaughter that is to follow
the last extinction of every
endangers species
the end of life
you need only to look in the mirror
each and every one of you
you have all contributed in some way
for your every modern convenience.
But most of you will get off lucky
the atheists who believe death
is the final end
the Christians with their heaven and hell
but I have the misfortune
of reincarnation
what will be the state of my soul
once there is nothing left
no where else to go.
A floating oblivion
I draw memories
from the past
a world much richer
though others claim it was a time
of savagery.
What has really changed now? 8:39 PM - 8/7/2008 - comments {0} - post commentCancerCancer All things must come to an end or so they so like to say but do they grasp the flintily; enormity; the terrifying consequences of these words tossed around like flippant philosophy but than man always loved self-fulfilling prophecy to be right at any cost that is the creed of the human race. Pitiful and in disgrace; some speak of protecting the innocent innocence, such a relative term for I see none, not among the race of homo sapien guilt flicks in every eye your very existence should be a crime. Every act of laughable charity is only an attempt to try and fill the void somewhere inside so you may face yourself in the morning convince yourself you´re doing some good but inside you each know the truth if you want to stop the cancer of this Earth save the true innocence who have breathed long before you take a lesson from the lemming they dive off the cliff sides by the thousands self-extermination for the greater good. 4:29 PM - 8/7/2008 - comments {0} - post commentThe FountainheadI just finished The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand, and I loved it. I found the book to be truly fascinating, and I am obsessed with Howard Roark. This book easily now has found a place among my favorites. I never would have thought that I could find a book about architecture to be interesting, as such just is not a subject of interest to me, at least it never has been in the past, but The Fountainhead was amazing, and has now given me a new interest in architecture. Though I cannot expect anything else written about the subject, to come anywhere near this book.Because of this book I have also grown an interest in Frank Lloyd Wright, as it can be easily seen how Roark's theories of building very much parallel that of Wright, it was also said that Wright did not like to deal with people, Roark's personality seems to reflect Wright's. I know a lot of people disagree with the philosophy of Rand, but I myself do not find anything disagreeable about it, nor do I see why so many others have such an adverse reaction to it. Personally I agree with many of her ideas. I envy Roark, and aspire to have what he has. There were a few speaches within the book that I just thought were brillaint. 9:40 PM - 8/5/2008 - comments {1} - post comment
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