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I am both…

Posted in "Wit"icisms" with tags , , , , , , , on November 23, 2014 by Mj Rains


I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how could that be. ~ The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I was dead…then alive…

Posted in Rumi with tags , , , , , , , , on November 10, 2014 by Mj Rains


Sublime Generosity

I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of love came into me,
And I became a fierce lion,
Then tender like the evening star.

He said, You’re not mad enough.
You don’t belong in this house.

I went wild and had to be tied up.
He said, Still not wild enough
to stay with us!

I broke through another layer
into joyousness.

He said, It’s not enough.
I died.

He said, You’re a clever little man,
full of fantasy and doubting.

I plucked out my freshers and became a fool.
He said, Now you’re the candle
for this assembly.

But I’m no candle. Look!
I’m scattered smoke.

He said, You’re the sheikh, the guide.
But I’m not a teacher. I have no power.

He said, You already have wings.
I cannot give you wings.

But I wanted his wings.
I felt like some flightless chicken.

Then new events said to me,
Don’t move. A sublime generosity is
coming toward you.

And old love said, Stay with me.

I said, I will.

You are the fountain in the sun’s light.
I am a willow shadow on the ground.
You make my raggedness silky.

The soul at dawn is like darkened water
that slowly begins to say ThankYou, Thank You.

Then at sunset, again, Venus gradually
changes into the moon and then the whole night sky.

This comes of smiling back
at your smile.

The chess master says nothing,
other than moving the silent chess piece.

That I am part of the ploys
of this game makes me
amazingly happy.


IMAGE: Ralph Gibson

She writes elegantly with her pen…

Posted in "Wit"icisms", Thinking About Words with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 19, 2013 by Mj Rains

image by Janice Treadwell, vintage parisShe is in the middle of her life, married for too many years, and she’s still confused about life. She is both happy and sad at the same time and cannot understand why. Her hair is soft waves and she cares too much. She writes in her notebook, words, works she probably will erase, or rip out and tear up, or pour over weeks from now wondering, how did I come up with that?

Will she blog or write or read? Can she find herself in her groove? Is it too late to find the success she seeks?

She writes elegantly with her pen… If she was somewhere a few people would wonder who she was, what she was doing. Others would not notice her at all.


Image by Janice Treadwell found on Pinterest

happy and sad…

Posted in Esoteric with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 28, 2013 by Mj Rains

sad_by_DannyPhantomFreekI am both happy and sad and I’m
still trying to figure out how could that be.

-The Perks of Being a Wallflower


My guilty pleasure tonight…

Posted in Television with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 7, 2012 by Mj Rains

Yes, I’m guilty of being hooked on Revenge…

Don’t know what I’m going to do next Sunday when Walking Dead starts…hate that ABC changed this show’s time to Sundays…it was perfect on Wednesday… anyway, I’ll have to catch the dead a bit later that night on AMC…

So, just thought I’d post this picture of some of the cast looking so happy, since they never, ever smile like this on the show. What a shame. Eye candy all!

Any guilty comrades out there?

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