<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106</id><updated>2012-01-11T12:02:30.635-05:00</updated><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Energy and Being</title><subtitle type='html'>A different view on various aspects of life.
Have we forgotten who we really are?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-4404406464527779756</id><published>2011-04-25T12:21:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:58:53.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spring of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Algerian,fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The SPRING OF LIFE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Baskerville Old Face,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;= March 21, 1969  =&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Listen to the breathing woods,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the golden mist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of an early evening shower;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spongy ground beneath my feet,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And living air surrounds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the first Spring hour.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Silver drops from a sun-glazed cloud,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Race towards the fields&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that must be ploughed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The hiding sun in crimson splendour,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warms young hearts that sing out loud.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The wind still wet, the night grows cold,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And moving darkness hides&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the rainbow's crest;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rosey days of warmth and beauty -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All life awaits to spring&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; from nature's breast.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Listen to the breathing woods,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spongy ground beneath my feet;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Silver drops from a sun-glazed cloud,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And fields, that must be ploughed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;                  &lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;...(\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;±&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;/)...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKr1n-77SS0/TbWkmhDDHgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gpENIUR6PO0/s1600/wladicus+sig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKr1n-77SS0/TbWkmhDDHgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gpENIUR6PO0/s1600/wladicus+sig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andy,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-miy2ck8EfP8/TbWiOmWQkdI/AAAAAAAAAJI/X9BPDRtGyMs/s1600/Wladicus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-4404406464527779756?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/4404406464527779756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2011/04/realm-of-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/4404406464527779756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/4404406464527779756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2011/04/realm-of-reality.html' title='The Spring of Life'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKr1n-77SS0/TbWkmhDDHgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gpENIUR6PO0/s72-c/wladicus+sig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-5944871664874593527</id><published>2011-04-25T11:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:52:55.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Algerian,fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Algerian,fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CONFUSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Angsana New,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;=  November 1, 1967  =&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is very nice to know &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that you exist like so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But do you ever stop to think&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;what a puzzled world this is,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And how each element seems so unique?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have a good look about you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;then try to reason if this is madness,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or a logic absurd.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We ironically think we see the unseen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and know the unknown -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The obvious is not obvious&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when our minds overmagnify&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Things of insignificance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To think that we know the unknown,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is to enter a free-fall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Through endless confusion.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;                           &lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;_oOo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Fine Hand,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;_&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-5944871664874593527?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/5944871664874593527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2011/04/confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5944871664874593527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5944871664874593527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2011/04/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-3862511323821312909</id><published>2011-02-13T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T17:19:10.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ЛЮТИЙ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ще білий сніг легенько паде,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;А зимний вітер аж під&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt; двері замітає.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ждемо теплійше кохання ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;- як буде весна.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Але на разі&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;- цілує зима.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;вДутчак&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-3862511323821312909?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/3862511323821312909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3862511323821312909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3862511323821312909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='ЛЮТИЙ'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-3890845087929772075</id><published>2011-01-16T11:53:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T11:53:08.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Пісня  МАНДРІВЦІВ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Раз як мандрував&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Через океан&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Була земля, країна така&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Що веселе там було життя.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Мрієш ти і мрію я&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Про таке веселе життя.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Чи колис знов знайду&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ту прекрасну землю ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ой через море не знайдеш&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ця земля в думках десь.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ідемо мандрівці, мандрувать ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Може знайдемо що будем шукать?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Там де є радість - не треба питать...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Де радість - не треба шукать. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Раз як мандрував... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;вДутчак&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-3890845087929772075?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/3890845087929772075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3890845087929772075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3890845087929772075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='Пісня  МАНДРІВЦІВ'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-5476701255891966185</id><published>2010-11-23T19:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T17:25:04.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALWAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-small;"&gt; _oOo_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Each has their own field of focus for their particular&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; needs and growth.&lt;br /&gt;All are expressions of the Source.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;And the universe is always expanding and evolving.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Always a new adventure,&lt;br /&gt;And many wonderful people and teachers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TOxiQ3Y_VKI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TJFfU3yr3Ko/s1600/Always.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TOxiQ3Y_VKI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TJFfU3yr3Ko/s1600/Always.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that help us join the joyous adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, perhaps the brightest light of all&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - who knows for certain?&lt;br /&gt;Buddha before him... and Lao Tse before that...&lt;br /&gt;And many other lights since...&lt;br /&gt;Each is part of consciousness, part of the totality.&lt;br /&gt;To say that one is more right, &lt;br /&gt;Or more 'in the know' than another is to misunderstand&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the many aspects of manifestation.&lt;br /&gt;The great Intelligence of creation permeates all.&lt;br /&gt;That which we have labeled intelligence,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the IQ sort - the ability to solve problems and puzzles,&lt;br /&gt;Is but a minuscule portion of that totality.&lt;br /&gt;To think that the part could ever comprehend the whole&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; points in the direction of delusion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;nd is illusion.&lt;br /&gt;We are part of that whole, whether we know it or not,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; whether we admit it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Those who dare to explore and challenge the 'status quo'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of thought - those know what freedom is.&lt;br /&gt;Those will bring innovation and a new clarity&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to their field of endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;Do not set out to prove that something is right or wrong, &lt;br /&gt;For in either case it encourages resistance and conflict&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; instead of generosity and harmony.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, look forward to discovering something that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; might inspire joy in others.&lt;br /&gt;Let not the arrogance of personal desire supersede kindness that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Might be offered when it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;most welcomed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For it is yourself that you are meeting, in every moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; in every way, in every place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: small;"&gt;wladicus - 2010.11.23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-5476701255891966185?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/5476701255891966185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/11/always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5476701255891966185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5476701255891966185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/11/always.html' title='ALWAYS'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TOxiQ3Y_VKI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TJFfU3yr3Ko/s72-c/Always.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-3151277679522194481</id><published>2010-11-22T19:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:47:46.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Light of Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; = Light of Joy =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TOsOLRiKyCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ynEqMc07wUk/s1600/Rose_on_yellow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TOsOLRiKyCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ynEqMc07wUk/s1600/Rose_on_yellow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not under the authority of any institution,&lt;br /&gt;There is freedom to explore and discover &lt;br /&gt;Beyond the limitations of authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a child of freedom,&lt;br /&gt;And yet you give it up so quickly -&lt;br /&gt;And then the light of day is longer in coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a babe, not long out of the light, &lt;br /&gt;In the depth of your eyes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; gleamed a spark sublime.&lt;br /&gt;And the world wanted your joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the burden of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Could not understand the light of joy,&lt;br /&gt;And failed to see its worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wladicus 2010.11.17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-3151277679522194481?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/3151277679522194481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/11/light-of-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3151277679522194481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3151277679522194481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/11/light-of-joy.html' title='Light of Joy'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TOsOLRiKyCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ynEqMc07wUk/s72-c/Rose_on_yellow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-2772826419444867687</id><published>2010-11-11T19:34:00.029-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:45:29.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT a SIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapedefaults ext="edit" spidmax="1027"&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap ext="edit" data="1"&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TNyMdEV5gOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7i7sbnq7H5M/s1600/what%2Ba%2Bsight%2Btitle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 55px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TNyMdEV5gOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7i7sbnq7H5M/s320/what%2Ba%2Bsight%2Btitle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538456072768553186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I went to the town all alone,&lt;br /&gt;Letting all my thoughts there to roam;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but a camera in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;I stopped, and looked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="position: absolute; z-index: -1; margin-left: 261px; margin-top: 0px; width: 326px; height: 238px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image002.jpg" height="238" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;and saw the world stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;........................&lt;/span&gt;-oOo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TNyNPTHLW4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rQRwRq-THGU/s1600/Minolta%2BSR1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TNyNPTHLW4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rQRwRq-THGU/s320/Minolta%2BSR1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538456935726799746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What a sight!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;My delight!&lt;br /&gt;People talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;here and there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some are rushing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;some don’t care:&lt;br /&gt;Talking, walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;rushing, bending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stretching, pushing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and upending,&lt;br /&gt;Yelling, telling, even selling,&lt;br /&gt;Looking, chewing, eating, smelling –&lt;br /&gt;What a sight!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My delight;&lt;br /&gt;What a sight!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What a sight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;........................&lt;/span&gt;-oOo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I said to myself standing there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look all around you, be aware.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting with my camera for a chance,&lt;br /&gt;I stopped, and looked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and watched the world dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Do you know what I’ve got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something priceless can’t be bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind a camera moving fast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped, and caught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the moments as they passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="lucida grande" style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wladicus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-2772826419444867687?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/2772826419444867687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/11/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/2772826419444867687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/2772826419444867687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/11/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o.html' title='WHAT a SIGHT'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TNyMdEV5gOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7i7sbnq7H5M/s72-c/what%2Ba%2Bsight%2Btitle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-2948957293023475466</id><published>2010-11-01T17:40:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T18:01:28.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight of the Eagle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM80iP84YoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zko0fB32eZA/s1600/Flight+of+the+Eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM80iP84YoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zko0fB32eZA/s320/Flight+of+the+Eagle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534700230063710850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM81lRTo9DI/AAAAAAAAAHs/0qciLvuxlRg/s1600/Golden+Eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM81lRTo9DI/AAAAAAAAAHs/0qciLvuxlRg/s320/Golden+Eagle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534701381478839346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;= Lyrics to a song =                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There was a man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;a gentle man –&lt;br /&gt;You are the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.........................&lt;/span&gt;said he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Look at yourself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;........................&lt;/span&gt;and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And as he spoke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;I heard him say –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A thousand yesterdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have bound you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;to your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 9pt; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Watch an eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...................&lt;/span&gt;soaring through the sky;&lt;br /&gt;See it fly and never leave a mark …&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is the way it flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 9pt; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Listen to the whisper in the wind;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the song that love will sing again …&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is the joy it feels – to live again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He questioned why, one does not end&lt;br /&gt;So many years – of pain,&lt;br /&gt;Where sorrow still remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And as I looked within his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Compassion spoke, so kind –&lt;br /&gt;It gently touched my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 9pt; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Watch an eagle soaring through the sky;&lt;br /&gt;See it fly and never leave a mark …&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is the way it flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;wladicus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-2948957293023475466?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/2948957293023475466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/11/flight-of-eagle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/2948957293023475466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/2948957293023475466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/11/flight-of-eagle.html' title='Flight of the Eagle'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM80iP84YoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zko0fB32eZA/s72-c/Flight+of+the+Eagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-7413146031717575182</id><published>2010-10-31T12:34:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:02:17.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Keet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM2fp9NbTEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/q9xXwqkPngc/s1600/KEET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 63px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM2fp9NbTEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/q9xXwqkPngc/s400/KEET.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255060262538306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- October 21, 1979&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…………..…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Lyrics to a Song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;Kitty-cat, pussy-cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;Scruffy neck, bushy fur,&lt;br /&gt;Layin’ there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;as you purr –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM2gcrgjIaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/k_uQNugoues/s1600/keet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM2gcrgjIaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/k_uQNugoues/s320/keet1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255931684233634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;Meoww !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;Pussy-cat, kitty-cat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;Sitting snug, on my lap –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;Gettin’ set for a nap –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;Meoww !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;Do you care,&lt;br /&gt;Does the world alarm you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM2gx6qkIOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nKz3VndsgZg/s1600/keet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM2gx6qkIOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nKz3VndsgZg/s320/keet2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534256296530026722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;No, you don’t care,&lt;br /&gt;Not a worry confounds you&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause – you’re – a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;Kitty-cat, pussy-cat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;Full of life – zip and zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;This is my time to rest –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;Meoww !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Papyrus;"&gt;Pussy-cat, kitty-cat,&lt;br /&gt;Ears all perked, eyes so bright,&lt;br /&gt;Playful paws – a child’s delight –&lt;br /&gt;Meoww !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-7413146031717575182?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/7413146031717575182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-keet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/7413146031717575182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/7413146031717575182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-keet.html' title='To Keet'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TM2fp9NbTEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/q9xXwqkPngc/s72-c/KEET.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-5130602225913916249</id><published>2010-10-29T20:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T20:43:41.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way I Think of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:18pt;"  &gt;The Way I Think of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;........&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt;- August  28, 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:7.5pt;color:black;"   &gt;(Song Lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt;This is the way I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;Twinkling stars and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMtp0kjtT-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7PYfUGS1qY4/s1600/Mystique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMtp0kjtT-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7PYfUGS1qY4/s400/Mystique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533632919042346978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt;morning dew,&lt;br /&gt;Mountain streams clear and blue,&lt;br /&gt;This is the way I think of you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day starts when the sun comes up.&lt;br /&gt;A father sighs when his son grows up.&lt;br /&gt;Day to day no time is forlorn,&lt;br /&gt;Day to day a life is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streams where water lilies grow;&lt;br /&gt;Silver valleys full of snow;&lt;br /&gt;Giving life and giving rest,&lt;br /&gt;Giving love and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars will shine both day and night,&lt;br /&gt;The moon reflecting lovers’ light.&lt;br /&gt;The evening dims and the morning dawns,&lt;br /&gt;The baby cries and the mother comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velvet petals spreading out&lt;br /&gt;To the world round about,&lt;br /&gt;Showing beauty and the colour&lt;br /&gt;Of a lovely country flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting suns and rising moons,&lt;br /&gt;Summer nights and mellow tunes –&lt;br /&gt;Loving just the one you love,&lt;br /&gt;Loving for the sake of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in a gentle breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Singing loving melodies.&lt;br /&gt;Happy tear drops wetting cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;Winding paths and trickling creeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;…    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-5130602225913916249?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/5130602225913916249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/way-i-think-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5130602225913916249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5130602225913916249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/way-i-think-of-you.html' title='The Way I Think of You'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMtp0kjtT-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7PYfUGS1qY4/s72-c/Mystique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-3746564647253674217</id><published>2010-10-28T19:21:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T16:18:40.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;......................&lt;/span&gt;- October 18, 1969 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Lyrics to a song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;Floating thoughts in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Autumn leaves, trees are bare.&lt;br /&gt;Drifting down, swirling around,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMx7qTI2nsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mb958050hto/s1600/fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMx7qTI2nsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mb958050hto/s400/fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533934008753626818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown on yellow on red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...................................&lt;/span&gt;- no sound&lt;br /&gt;Just dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;- the sky, the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming or going,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...................&lt;/span&gt;thoughts and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating thoughts in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Memories wander,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...................&lt;/span&gt;thoughts to share.&lt;br /&gt;Breathe and breath,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.......................&lt;/span&gt;live and climb,&lt;br /&gt;A breath, a thought, a place, a time ...&lt;br /&gt;To think - life is a rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming or going, thoughts and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating thoughts in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Floating thoughts thoughts that care.&lt;br /&gt;Drifting down, swirling around,&lt;br /&gt;Brown, on yellow, on red - no sound&lt;br /&gt;Just dancing - thoughts and time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-3746564647253674217?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/3746564647253674217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/thoughts-and-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3746564647253674217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3746564647253674217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/thoughts-and-time.html' title='Thoughts and Time'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMx7qTI2nsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mb958050hto/s72-c/fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-2414415088418538666</id><published>2010-10-28T19:05:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:36:33.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People Running People Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;People Running People Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;...............................&lt;/span&gt;- August 26, 1969 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;...................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Lyrics to a song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time I look around,&lt;br /&gt;People running people down,&lt;br /&gt;The world goes spinning 'round and 'round.&lt;br /&gt;People running people down.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMoI6GbjYBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oJ8GTvDkIbw/s1600/People+Running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMoI6GbjYBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oJ8GTvDkIbw/s400/People+Running.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533244886429687826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People rush and many hurry,&lt;br /&gt;Some do push and others worry,&lt;br /&gt;The world goes spinning 'round and 'round,&lt;br /&gt;People running people down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you people look around,&lt;br /&gt;Stop your silly running around.&lt;br /&gt;People running all around,&lt;br /&gt;People running people down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find yourself, come on out&lt;br /&gt;Of that crowd rushing about;&lt;br /&gt;People realize what you do,&lt;br /&gt;They are wise, those who do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you people seeking wealth,&lt;br /&gt;Do you really know yourself?&lt;br /&gt;People running all around,&lt;br /&gt;People running people down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop right there! Who are you&lt;br /&gt;Running around, as you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People pushing in a hurry,&lt;br /&gt;People rushing in a scurry,&lt;br /&gt;People running all around,&lt;br /&gt;People running people down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-2414415088418538666?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/2414415088418538666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/2414415088418538666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/2414415088418538666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_28.html' title='People Running People Down'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMoI6GbjYBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oJ8GTvDkIbw/s72-c/People+Running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-479153080337801903</id><published>2010-10-28T18:27:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:21:06.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wings of Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;  Wings of Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;.............................&lt;/span&gt;- July 28, 1968 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;..............................&lt;/span&gt;(Lyrics to a song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;High up in the sky the birds do fly,&lt;br /&gt;They spread their wings, and soar and dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down on the ground, where people are found,&lt;br /&gt;The birds do fear to come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they fear so much to come,&lt;br /&gt;And see us down upon the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the answer is there for me;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMoBbs67qLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FTAyEwD-S24/s1600/Bird+on+Page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMoBbs67qLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FTAyEwD-S24/s400/Bird+on+Page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533236667604510898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up in the sky, and there I see -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds do fly, and soar around,&lt;br /&gt;On wings of freedom, they leave the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But men have flown; they reached the sky&lt;br /&gt;On silvered wings, and still they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still they look, and search the skies&lt;br /&gt;For wings of freedom, to leave the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why must they try to leave the ground,&lt;br /&gt;When wings of freedom for men, on earth must be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wings of freedom are to the birds,&lt;br /&gt;Who fly up in the sky ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;---- walt dutchak (aka wladicus) ----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-479153080337801903?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/479153080337801903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/479153080337801903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/479153080337801903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='Wings of Freedom'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/TMoBbs67qLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FTAyEwD-S24/s72-c/Bird+on+Page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-6501893318461810054</id><published>2009-12-08T16:22:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:33:26.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragments (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- March 11, 1987 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must not complicate the issue with laws upon laws&lt;br /&gt;and rules upon rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must learn to see beyond these limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental complexities are the product of a conceptual mind&lt;br /&gt;weaving patterns with fixed concepts,&lt;br /&gt;and the result is ultimate entanglement in that web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, we have to continually refer&lt;br /&gt;to those laws and rules&lt;br /&gt;again and again,&lt;br /&gt;to disentangle ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the process repeats in an endless cycle - until -&lt;br /&gt;Until we clearly see -&lt;br /&gt;what is actually happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the chattering mind reveals itself.&lt;br /&gt;It does not have the answer -&lt;br /&gt;It has many answers - depending on the mood,&lt;br /&gt;the environment,&lt;br /&gt;and the stimuli presenting themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A complete picture of mental fragmentation&lt;br /&gt;becomes apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can there be unity,&lt;br /&gt;even a semblance of a wholesome life,&lt;br /&gt;when the mind is totally fragmented&lt;br /&gt;with a patchwork of complex concepts,&lt;br /&gt;each one competing for prominence,&lt;br /&gt;and each one, at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;trying to figure out what the others are trying to say ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a quiet moment, somtimes, just stop all activity,&lt;br /&gt;and observe the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't interfere !&lt;br /&gt;Just watch what it is doing.&lt;br /&gt;The chatter that echoes&lt;br /&gt;through that maze of fleeting thoughts&lt;br /&gt;will astound you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of this confusion must come order&lt;br /&gt;before one can seriously consider anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we see anger as it starts to move&lt;br /&gt;through that mental maze ?&lt;br /&gt;Then having spotted it, can we see&lt;br /&gt;the consequences of expressing that anger&lt;br /&gt;before it moves any further ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we see the strings, the sutures,&lt;br /&gt;that attach us,&lt;br /&gt;and surgically bind us&lt;br /&gt;to a concept, an idea, a feeling,&lt;br /&gt;and make us one with that thing ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must one be attached to anything ?&lt;br /&gt;Do we enjoy being limited, and enslaved&lt;br /&gt;to a mere idea, a concept ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, we have a potential to be greater than that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if one is not careful,&lt;br /&gt;here is where one falls into a trap.&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that there is a disturbance, or disharmony,&lt;br /&gt;one usually looks for the law, or rule&lt;br /&gt;that will explain the governing principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is to say, that one assumes&lt;br /&gt;that there is a law or principle of action&lt;br /&gt;for every problem situation,&lt;br /&gt;and then one proceeds to apply some neat,&lt;br /&gt;memorized formula&lt;br /&gt;for guiding one back onto "the path".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice and neat, and makes one feel good.&lt;br /&gt;If, after a while, one approach hasn't worked,&lt;br /&gt;then one tries another formula - and another -&lt;br /&gt;and so on, and so on, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem here is that the formula is not permanent,&lt;br /&gt;and neither is it dynamic. It is fraught with limitations.&lt;br /&gt;Every time the same sort of problem reappears&lt;br /&gt;the same principle, or law, or rule, or whatever,&lt;br /&gt;has to be applied again, and again.&lt;br /&gt;And the battle continues,&lt;br /&gt;even when one thinks that the problem has been solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened,&lt;br /&gt;is that one concept - the formula, or law, or rule,&lt;br /&gt;has been applied to another concept&lt;br /&gt;- the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a battle of concepts that ensues,&lt;br /&gt;and the fragmentation continues,&lt;br /&gt;one concept trying to master another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind is still chattering.&lt;br /&gt;It has not been mastered.&lt;br /&gt;One is still attached to ideas, to concepts,&lt;br /&gt;to controlling principles and laws.&lt;br /&gt;They are all concepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how does one escape such a dilema ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as concepts of any sort&lt;br /&gt;are masters, or the motivators,&lt;br /&gt;the controlling factors in life,&lt;br /&gt;then we are attached to them by implication;&lt;br /&gt;they being our possessions,&lt;br /&gt;and we, in reciprocation, being their slaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is being enslaved to one's own possessions&lt;br /&gt;to the point where the possession&lt;br /&gt;and the possessor are indestinguishable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are one and the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are angry&lt;br /&gt;then you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a concept that a certain law&lt;br /&gt;controls a certain function,&lt;br /&gt;then you are that law,&lt;br /&gt;and consequently,&lt;br /&gt;you are limited by the definition of that law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another law takes over, and another,&lt;br /&gt;until you really don't know who&lt;br /&gt;or what you are any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragmentation and conflict prevail,&lt;br /&gt;and the cycles of mental chatter continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adage or perhaps axiom&lt;br /&gt;"KNOW THYSELF" has been presented to us.&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean ?&lt;br /&gt;It is more than simply knowing about oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An individual, a living thing,&lt;br /&gt;changes moment to moment,&lt;br /&gt;and what you knew about yourself last week,&lt;br /&gt;or a minute ago,&lt;br /&gt;is already too late for the present moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;to know oneself is to understand the principle&lt;br /&gt;of how the mind functions,&lt;br /&gt;for that is the medium,&lt;br /&gt;the instrument which manifests the sum total&lt;br /&gt;of our consciousness&lt;br /&gt;at any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, and perhaps most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;one must be able to perceive&lt;br /&gt;the relationship of the instrument&lt;br /&gt;to its origin,&lt;br /&gt;and the intent of its manifestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;.....................&lt;/span&gt;_oOo_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-6501893318461810054?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/6501893318461810054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/12/fragments-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/6501893318461810054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/6501893318461810054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/12/fragments-1.html' title='Fragments (1)'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-4621638030377915086</id><published>2009-12-06T11:01:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T11:23:27.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poet of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                         - written October 29, 1985 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A thought belabors his endless toil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SxvW_PyCp5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/6c8vShSMPwg/s1600-h/galaxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SxvW_PyCp5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/6c8vShSMPwg/s400/galaxy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412155759272306578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A poet at heart, a worker  of soil -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky above, the earth below,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And space beyond with worlds to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at power guides, what secret lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;For man to find beyond the skies ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;And wis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dom sings a holy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hymn -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;The dawning skies are deep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;within&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; Learned men do speak and tell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; Of knowledge, and power as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;And boldly they do proclaim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; The countless virtues of the same !&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what of joy and what of beauty ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What of love, and what of duty ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep, this inattentive lot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wander the cavities of thought !&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; What thought can remark&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Beyond all amusement,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; That joy is a spark -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;And beauty is movement ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; Can knowledge claim the throne above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; With power as its deputy ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; Can it displace the work of love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;Where duty leads to harmony ?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, a wakeful poet of the heart,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worker of soil, enacts his duty - &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joins the chorus and lives his part&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a song of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;, the symphony of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;_oOo_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-4621638030377915086?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/4621638030377915086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/12/poet-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/4621638030377915086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/4621638030377915086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/12/poet-of-heart.html' title='Poet of the Heart'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SxvW_PyCp5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/6c8vShSMPwg/s72-c/galaxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-5151401747649227939</id><published>2009-11-05T17:48:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:46:11.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A COSMIC BLISS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SvNcN1jn6yI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iRsnGmeUQ2E/s1600-h/flydovehh6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 99px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SvNcN1jn6yI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iRsnGmeUQ2E/s400/flydovehh6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400761770931907362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A COSMIC BLISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- N&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;ovember 19, 1970 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My heart is light, on air does fly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With vivid delight the soul does cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A cry of joys with bonds released,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A growing poise with love increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Increasing in range like vibrant tone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Expressions change and reach the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Unknown yet known; for in your reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A truth is sown, and this will teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Teach it will, and with such fairness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As with a shrill – will come awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Awareness is a truth, a light,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A cosmic bliss, a soul's delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;....................................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;_oOo_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-5151401747649227939?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/5151401747649227939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5151401747649227939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5151401747649227939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_05.html' title='A COSMIC BLISS'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SvNcN1jn6yI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iRsnGmeUQ2E/s72-c/flydovehh6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-7991259546317220665</id><published>2009-11-05T16:37:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:45:33.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Realm of Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SvNRNPcBJqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/B2i-URUV31Q/s1600-h/galaxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SvNRNPcBJqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/B2i-URUV31Q/s400/galaxy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400749666071553698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Realm of Reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-  January 12, 1968 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Inspirational thoughts of galaxies unknown&lt;br /&gt;Await reception by mankind, yearning alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Man looks for an answer, to grasp, and clutch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt; within his hands,&lt;br /&gt;Within his mind, his consciousness, his vision,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;his dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality is just the grasp beyond;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that which is there, and yet, unseen:&lt;br /&gt;And to feel its presence is to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the whisper in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of stillness, which grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;with anticipation,&lt;br /&gt;But escapes understanding, and reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot touch reality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you cannot hear it nor see it.&lt;br /&gt;You must know it, and feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;with the arms of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True reality is a reality beyond reality,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and so real, that to us&lt;br /&gt;It becomes unreality, seemingly a wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of mystical utopia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_oOo_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-decoration: none;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-7991259546317220665?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/7991259546317220665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/7991259546317220665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/7991259546317220665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='The Realm of Reality'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SvNRNPcBJqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/B2i-URUV31Q/s72-c/galaxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-3900152356858287228</id><published>2009-09-16T15:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:44:36.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SrFHBNo3L1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/RIivs4UKqmA/s1600-h/snowflake.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SrFHBNo3L1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/RIivs4UKqmA/s400/snowflake.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382161115850944338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ancient Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;December 29, 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;(originally written as a song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;(from my booklet 'Thoughts and Time')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Yesterday is on my mind -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ancient dreams that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Paint our days like a rhyme&lt;/span&gt;                                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;CHORUS: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;Memories of days gone by and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.........................&lt;/span&gt;Still they reach and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;........................&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;Bind us to yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient dreams that dwell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; our mind -&lt;br /&gt;Memories repeating in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, it calls to me -&lt;br /&gt;Spinning yarns of hope,&lt;br /&gt;Of things to be ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS: (as above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient dreams, spinners of time -&lt;br /&gt;Life is more than dreams in our mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, so many years -&lt;br /&gt;A million dreams that&lt;br /&gt;Fail to end many tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS: (as above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more rhymes, no yesterday sighs -&lt;br /&gt;Dream no more - be free of ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more dreams, no yesterday cries -&lt;br /&gt;Sleep no more, and open your eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Sleep no more, and open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;............................&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-3900152356858287228?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/3900152356858287228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/09/ancient-dreams-december-29-1992_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3900152356858287228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/3900152356858287228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/09/ancient-dreams-december-29-1992_16.html' title='Ancient Dreams'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/SrFHBNo3L1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/RIivs4UKqmA/s72-c/snowflake.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-1127999376845763421</id><published>2009-09-16T15:39:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:42:57.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME and NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...................&lt;/span&gt;(July 21, 1971)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(From my booklet 'Thoughts and Time' published 2001.09.02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;......&lt;/span&gt;TIME and NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The world before is the world now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Breeding the world tomorrow somehow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is no time, no loan;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All is now - the timeless zone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;All that is physical manifests in time -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;All that is thinking follows that line;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;Thought is memories of happenings past;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7685001680155862106&amp;amp;postID=1127999376845763421" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;Thought is hope for things to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thought, sweet memory's mime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Accumulating, coagulating - time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A psychic illusion, a binding reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An escape from cosmic totality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;Released from memory's plow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;Reveling in the eternal NOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;Unbound, unlimited, free of time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;Free of thought's babbling rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.........................&lt;/span&gt;_oOo_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-1127999376845763421?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/1127999376845763421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-and-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/1127999376845763421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/1127999376845763421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-and-now.html' title='TIME and NOW'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-5239959178682487275</id><published>2009-05-14T18:47:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:11:42.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;A Song I wrote on Feb. 2, 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/Sm3fcr6QlfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0rJxXQdtLQA/s1600-h/Smiling_eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 27px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/Sm3fcr6QlfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0rJxXQdtLQA/s400/Smiling_eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363188415184541170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Now I see her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;On a misty dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;How can I embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and hold her charm -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;and touch - her heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;to my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/Sm3Rl3c6aGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/K5KNmWoNJcE/s1600-h/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Then she came one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;In a windy storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And her smiling eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;so soft and warm -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;er eyes - they touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;---o---o---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;She's my dream all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Haunting me each night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Memories I paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;just turn to white -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;like snow - they melt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Tears of joy, a mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Dream no more - said she ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;---o---o---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Dreams are clouds of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Touch my love - said she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And her lips of wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;enchanted me -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;with soft - and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;smiling eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;---o---o---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;---o---o---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-5239959178682487275?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/5239959178682487275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/05/006-smiling-eyes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5239959178682487275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/5239959178682487275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/05/006-smiling-eyes.html' title='Smiling Eyes'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/Sm3fcr6QlfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0rJxXQdtLQA/s72-c/Smiling_eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-2602970203375237869</id><published>2009-05-14T18:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:26:50.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CALAMITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A downsized version of this poem has been published.  It is part of the group I called "Fragments" which I wrote in 1987.  This particular 'fragment' was written on March 24, 1987.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;===   CALAMITY   ===&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CALAMITY&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, you are a devious nature.&lt;br /&gt;You entice, you enslave.&lt;br /&gt;You press so incessantly and confuse the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you not see that we have had enough of you,&lt;br /&gt;and need no more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are no mystery to me.&lt;br /&gt;I see you in your feigned innocence,&lt;br /&gt;as you start to prowl the chambers of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You present arguments and excuses&lt;br /&gt;to justify your existence.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that I cannot live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do not buy that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see that you are the offspring of your ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;Your antiquity is obvious, and now&lt;br /&gt;what purpose you may have had,&lt;br /&gt;has come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought that you could find a dwelling place in me -&lt;br /&gt;to build your pride, and increase your stature,&lt;br /&gt;and shout out "This is the way it should be!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world is not for me.&lt;br /&gt;I parted company with you,&lt;br /&gt;and now I am free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I see you for what you are,&lt;br /&gt;You shake and tremble,&lt;br /&gt;revealed before my piercing glare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you fade away&lt;br /&gt;in hopes of appearing on a better day.&lt;br /&gt;But your hope is limited&lt;br /&gt;and cannot grasp the way I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calamity, your work is done with me!&lt;br /&gt;I have changed&lt;br /&gt;and am not what I was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Change!", you shout.&lt;br /&gt;"I can change!", you pretend.&lt;br /&gt;But this change&lt;br /&gt;you will never comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your brothers are a mischievous lot.&lt;br /&gt;You offer false hopes and stir up desires.&lt;br /&gt;Your change is directed by what was before,&lt;br /&gt;which is more of the same in another decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is your hope, and&lt;br /&gt;time is your limit.&lt;br /&gt;Your days are numbered, and in time&lt;br /&gt;you are finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a source that is beyond the realm of time.&lt;br /&gt;It declares no limit:&lt;br /&gt;and for you, it will always be undefined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Calamity! I know you well.&lt;br /&gt;No longer do I feel your sting:&lt;br /&gt;You have been totally disarmed,&lt;br /&gt;and all that remains is a shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your selfish nature has been revealed,&lt;br /&gt;and soon others will know -&lt;br /&gt;There is another way, a different world -&lt;br /&gt;A place where you cannot go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;_oOo_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-2602970203375237869?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/2602970203375237869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/05/005-calamity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/2602970203375237869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/2602970203375237869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/05/005-calamity.html' title='CALAMITY'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-6428498873917483847</id><published>2009-05-12T13:50:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:34:12.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith ... Belief</title><content type='html'>The words "faith" and "belief" seem to be used quite interchangeably.  Let us look at the meaning/definition of these words outside of direct religious application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example Wikipedia defines faith as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faith&lt;/b&gt; is the confident belief or trust in the truth of or trustworthiness of a person, idea, or thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faith#cite_note-dict-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The Merriam-Webster OnLine dictionary defines belief as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; a state or habit of mind in which trust or confidence is placed in some person or thing&lt;/blockquote&gt;It appears from the above definitions that the word "faith" can include "belief" and it adds the element of  'confidence' to "belief or trust".   Also quite interesting is that belief from the above source is defined as "a state or habit of mind".  I have looked at belief for many years now as just another way of "thinking", which might be considered as "a state or habit of mind".   It is also interesting to me that the definition of "faith" given above comes somewhat close to the way it is put in the Christian New Testament (King James Version - Apostle Paul's Letter to the Hebrews) Hebrews 11:1 - "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."  Here "evidence" seems to imply "trust" as used in the above definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have a somewhat clarified view of the  terms "faith" and "belief",  we can begin to challenge ourselves on more appropriate usage.  By misunderstanding what we are saying (misusing words) we often are disappointed when things turn out not as we expected, or else we limit our potential to achieve greater heights in every walk of life.  For example, in the days when people believed the earth was "flat", that 'belief' limited the potential of the further evolution of knowledge and discovery in general.  Recall that belief (as defined above), is "a state or habit of mind", and in the days of the 'flat earth' theory, the "belief" of the educated world (mainly the church and nobility) was a very limiting factor to progress.  In fact, it was not until this was questioned seriously, that daring explorers such as Columbus, actually proceeded to cross the Atlantic Ocean westward, without fear of falling off the 'edge' of the world; and thus the discovery of the American continent.  The "faith" in the possibility of something beyond the current limitations of habitual thought (belief) has provided the energy and daring for explorers, inventors, scientists, and visionaries in general, to manifest hidden potential available to any human that could surmount the limitations of habitual thought.  (Perhaps in a future blog we will look at the nature of thought itself: habitual, fixed, limited, the movement of memory, always based on the past).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus when one says 'I believe that is correct', they are merely confirming that what they think (have as a habitual thought pattern) is in agreement with what someone else has said.  Now religions have put a different 'spin' on this word 'belief' which tends to confuse one where clarity would be more appropriate.  We communicate with one another through words, which are the written or vocal manifestation of mental concepts.   All concepts are limited by nature so that the words we use carry an energy in them which more or less points to an 'image' of what we are trying to communicate to another person.  If the conceptual imagery of the originator is not very clear then the person receiving the message may misunderstand what was intended by the originator of the communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are never the 'thing in itself'.   A word only points to what one is trying to describe or communicate.   For example, the word '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;table&lt;/span&gt;' is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; the table itself.  The word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;table&lt;/span&gt; is only a concept which provides many, many possiblities as to what a table can be.  That is the power of conceptual thought.  The table in question could be a regular 4-legged dining room table, or it could be the top surface of the 'stump' of a tree.   There are literally thousands of possibilities in between those two extremes.  Therefore, it is always important to communicate with mental clarity and to use words carefully.  This will tend to provide maximum impact in communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be of great service to us to understand that 'belief' is but a way of thinking, and that 'faith' is the confidence in our potential to achieve things that may be beyond our belief (beyond our limitations in thought).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have focused on the limiting nature of belief in general,  it does not discount entirely a place for belief.  Wherein belief is a habitual way of thinking, it will always be accompanied by limitations.  However, if one projects a vision of what one would like to achieve or make possible in their life experience, then that would be in a sense setting up a new habitual mental pattern in the mind (a new belief) that could be held onto in 'faith' (as defined above) so as to summon and access potential energies that previously may not have been available to us.  As long as such 'belief' harnesses only 'positive' (non-inhibiting) energies, then it would be beneficial to our life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belief&lt;/span&gt;, since it is in essence a habitual mental activity, carries with it inherent limitations that are determined by the mental processes themselves.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;, on the other hand, can enhance the effects of mental processes through its element of confidence in the matter being considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another dimension of understanding belief and faith which has not been considered in the above.  This is in regards to the initial concept of "Energy Beings" introduced in the first blog of this series (Energy Beings).  To look into the manifestations of belief and faith in that realm is more complex. (This is another topic I may consider in a future blog).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-6428498873917483847?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/6428498873917483847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/05/004-faith-belief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/6428498873917483847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/6428498873917483847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/05/004-faith-belief.html' title='Faith ... Belief'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-1101688368211866140</id><published>2009-05-10T12:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:29:12.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>MOTHER's DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSgJHj4OcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4bTP1pORw1g/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSgJHj4OcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4bTP1pORw1g/s320/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338067536849680834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;On this day, May 10, 2009, Mother's Day, I wish all the mothers a very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;d enjoyable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;It is not only a celebration of the fact that we were all birthed and nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;rtured by a caring mother, but perhaps even more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;profoundly it is a celebration in understanding that it is the feminine principle of life that is the "executive" branch of all creation, the male factor being the other branch. Every 'strong' male is imbued with a healthy dose of the feminine in his manifested character. It is a tribute to the feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we should carefully note that without a strong influence of the feminine factor to mediate the more aggressive male element in life there would soon be no stable society, nor a progressive civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feminine has not only the birthing aspect, but also the nurturing, caring and compassionate aspects without which no society can survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, without turning this into a treatise on motherhood and the feminine, I wish a very happy and joyous day to all you mothers. Know that you are loved even if some fail to demonstrate it on other days of the year. Sooner or later their sensitivity will sharpen to that understanding.&lt;span style="color:SlateGray;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-1101688368211866140?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/1101688368211866140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-this-day-may-10-2009-mothers-day-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/1101688368211866140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/1101688368211866140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-this-day-may-10-2009-mothers-day-i.html' title='MOTHER&apos;s DAY'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSgJHj4OcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4bTP1pORw1g/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-7070999575926099072</id><published>2009-04-28T23:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:11:43.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Kind of World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSNBtYIGvI/AAAAAAAAADk/8OvzwSEgDCo/s1600-h/Moonlite.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 92px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSNBtYIGvI/AAAAAAAAADk/8OvzwSEgDCo/s320/Moonlite.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338046518841055986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;Many people will assert that reality is "what is", what they see happening every day. If w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;e think this way, then we prevent the "creation" of any other kind of world that could be. Can one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;or how can one change the currently accepted "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;realistic point of view&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;If one believes that the cur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;rent view is so pressing and "real" that it is absolutely impossible to create a different kind of world, then that personal world view limits one's experience of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;Might it be possible for sensitive humans to get together, in spirit and thought at least, and see if there might not be some way to actually improve the world situation? It starts with each ind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;ividual.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;I am proposing a new dimension of understanding and growth for every human. If one can "see" what is going on, and understands that by helping to build in one's consciousness a positive vibration of the world that would be more beneficial to all, then such a change will become inevitable, no matter what the "nay-sayers" think. After all the same principles have produced the world we have today, but with more negative elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;I merely propose to those who "see" this, that it is possible to project a more positive world, but it has to start with each individual person changing themselves. We are first and foremost responsible for our own good behaviour, attitude and positive approach for experiencing a great life. Then there is a possibility of it evolving to encompass an entire planet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;This is my vision, therefore my appeal is to hopefully touch that element of compassion that is awake in many people to change their views of what is possible and to start living as if improvement were possible. That is a sure way to change human behaviour. Studies in behaviouralism show that it works, and most all courses in personal development teach that to improve oneself, one must view a more positive future for themselves and their entire life situation. By doing so we create the environment we desire around us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;We should all realize that any news article or news report, is someone's opinion and therefore must NEVER be considered as the "truth". If one is sympathetic to the views in a particular article then fine, that is one's view of themselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;In conclusion, if one chooses an attitude of appreciation and joy toward life it invites peace and freedom of spirit. As a result one soon discovers that there are really no fears and no worries to be concerned about. Our stay on this planet is so short that to dwell upon relatively insignificant personal problems is a consumption of energy that could be better employed elsewhere. "This too shall pass" would be a good mantra to recall whenever one is confronted with these sorts of minor personal problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;Life is eternal, while our experience of it is very limited at best. Every person has their personal "Life Story". People experience life as either difficult, challenging, confusing, indifferent, or wonderful - depending on how they choose to perceive it. A new world, a different reality is possible for each individual, but no one can convince another to change unless one begins to "see" that there is more to a person than opinions and personal identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;Thus, with the dawning of a new awareness of what is possible in life, one enters a new dimension of understanding which brings with it different actions and different results for a different kind of world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-7070999575926099072?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/7070999575926099072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-kind-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/7070999575926099072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/7070999575926099072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-kind-of-world.html' title='A New Kind of World'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSNBtYIGvI/AAAAAAAAADk/8OvzwSEgDCo/s72-c/Moonlite.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685001680155862106.post-933926182331788757</id><published>2009-04-28T17:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:00:37.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy Beings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSLiBMx_ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/uKjHCkCY5Tc/s1600-h/Saturn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSLiBMx_ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/uKjHCkCY5Tc/s320/Saturn.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338044874894736786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Physicists, especially those looking into quantum mechanics, have come to understand the universe as a manifestation of energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is a marvelous thing to be able to grasp just an inkling of the grandeur of the creation that surrounds us.  The universe, includes all the heavenly bodies (stars, galaxies, planets, sun, moon and much more), and everything we could ever think of with our limited thoughts - including ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also are part of this universe, not separate from it.  Therefore, being a part of this unimaginably vast universe, we are also a manifestation of energy.  According to science, energy can manifest in many forms and in many states.  The currently understood states of matter are solid, liquid, gas and plasma.  In general, we are basically aware of only the physical (material) manifestations of energy which includes physical bodies and thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a complex matter to try to understand what energy is in essence.  Definitions and explanations have been invented so that we can talk about energy, but in essence no one really understands what energy is.  There are various explanations and from the world of quantum physics we get a 'feel' for energy as something that in its basest form has a vibratory nature.  That is to say that the basic way that energy manifests initially is through various sorts of vibrations or frequencies.  Thus light, for example, is a vibration at a certain frequency, and when the frequency of vibration of photon energy changes, then the colour of light changes.  When the vibration rate reaches the x-ray frequencies then the manifestation of energy behaves as x-rays, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same way we can say that energy vibrates in specific ways to manifest every physical phenomenon of which we can be aware.  This includes the entire human body.  In fact one can think of the 5 senses as being devices that interpret the various vibrations of the universe so that we can understand them at our physical level of manifestation.  We can consider our eyes as sensors for receiving light frequency vibrations.  The eyes 'interpret' this energy so that we can become aware of the various physical manifestations that reflect the light.  Our sense of touch is an interpreter of energy also.  Touch interprets heat energy when we are in the warm sunshine, or the heat on the stove top.  Also our touch interprets that our hand does not pass through a wall when we push against it.  But our touch sense fails to tell us that the 'solid' wall is really mostly empty space composed of atomic nuclei and electrons sparsely spaced.  Our hand is also of like nature.&lt;br /&gt;But for a reason it cannot pass through the wall.  Similarly, the rest of our senses interpret other areas of energy manifestation so that we can experience the "physical" universe/world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, those 5 senses which are the interpreters of the manifestations of energy are in fact themselves made of manifestations of energy.  So in essence we have one level of manifestations of energy interpreting other levels of manifestations of energy.  And to add to this complexity, we have another manifestation, the brain/mind, which further interprets (or does it?) what our senses bring to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are we in essence?  A very difficult question indeed.  But by logical deduction it would seem that we are in essence Energy Beings, and since no one really knows what energy is, then the human being remains a mystery to us.  We are a mystery to ourselves.  Is it a wonder that we have problems, and various religions, mythologies and superstitions which attempt to provide us with some understanding or at least try to pacify us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science also tells us that energy can neither be created nor destroyed.  In other words, energy comes closest to what we understand to be eternal.  A logical extension of this discussion would then be that we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Energy Beings and Eternal Beings having a human experience.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Or one could say that we are "Spiritual beings having a human experience".  (Define the word 'Spiritual' as you wish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685001680155862106-933926182331788757?l=wladicus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/feeds/933926182331788757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/04/energy-beings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/933926182331788757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685001680155862106/posts/default/933926182331788757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wladicus.blogspot.com/2009/04/energy-beings.html' title='Energy Beings'/><author><name>wladicus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700186069720493779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3apOanh9PIk/Tw3Ame8KpII/AAAAAAAAARM/cnv4aeRrGy4/s220/2011.09.19-13M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g1Yaqc8MpJQ/ShSLiBMx_ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/uKjHCkCY5Tc/s72-c/Saturn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
