Friday, May 15, 2009

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”
Lewis

Fishing


The whole dozen only cost $1.25
They were fat and raised to die
The white foam cup was half dirt and half pink mush
They squirmed and lived their lives out
But little did they know,
They were just bait,
All I wanted was to catch a fish
I popped the top and the dirt trembled
Then I wiggled my fingers through the dirt
Grasping for a slippery, pink worm
As I slide him onto the hook
I saw him die
I'm so sorry little worm,
All I wanted was to catch a fish
- K. Neil Mase

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Monday, April 13, 2009

O' my Stress. 

Could use something to ease this ANXIETY...