My Castle Vault

Challenge, write a silly poem containing the words huff and enough

Why are you in such a huff?

Was my joke just not enough?

"What do you call an empty can

of Cheese Whiz- Cheese Was!"  C'mon man

That really is funny as shit.

That joke shoulda been a hit!

The Seven Selves
By Kahlil Gibran

In the stillest hour of the night, as I lay half asleep, my seven
selves sat together and thus conversed in whisper:
 
First Self:  Here, in this madman, I have dwelt all these years,
with naught to do but renew his pain by day and recreate his sorrow
by night.  I can bear my fate no longer, and now I rebel.
 
Second Self:  Yours is a better lot than mine, brother, for it is
given to me to be this madman’s joyous self.  I laugh his laughter
and sing his happy hours, and with thrice winged feet I dance
his brighter thoughts.  It is I that would rebel against my weary
existence.
 
Third Self:  And what of me, the love-ridden self, the flaming brand
of wild passion and fantastic desires?  It is I the love-sick self
who would rebel against this madman.
 
Fourth Self:  I, amongst you all, am the most miserable, for naught
was given me but odious hatred and destructive loathing.  It is
I, the tempest-like self, the one born in the black caves of Hell,
who would protest against serving this madman.
 
Fifth Self:  Nay, it is I, the thinking self, the fanciful self,
the self of hunger and thirst, the one doomed to wander without
rest in search of unknown things and things not yet created; it is
I, not you, who would rebel.
 
Sixth Self:  And I, the working self, the pitiful labourer, who,
with patient hands, and longing eyes, fashion the days into images
and give the formless elements new and eternal forms—it is I, the
solitary one, who would rebel against this restless madman.
 
Seventh Self:  How strange that you all would rebel against this
man, because each and every one of you has a preordained fate to
fulfill.  Ah! could I but be like one of you, a self with a determined
lot!  But I have none, I am the do-nothing self, the one who sits
in the dumb, empty nowhere and nowhen, while you are busy re-creating
life.  Is it you or I, neighbours, who should rebel?
 
When the seventh self thus spake the other six selves looked with
pity upon him but said nothing more; and as the night grew deeper
one after the other went to sleep enfolded with a new and happy
submission.
 
But the seventh self remained watching and gazing at nothingness,
which is behind all things.

(Photo is on the Sandusky River in Fremont Ohio, outside the Tackle Box 2.  i highly recommend the perch dinner there if you are ever in the area.)

After a very lovely solo vacation in Ohio i am back in New Jersey.

Flying is a scary experience for me, but for my particular trip, fully preferable to driving it.

i quit smoking while i was on vacation, i need to air out and scrub all the smoke smell out of the areas of the house it has drifted. (my partner still smokes, so i have it sequestered to one room)

i want to continue the good habits that i started on vacation, and that is not easy.  i have a lot of work to do.

i have a goal for once.  December 1st.  i wanna drop several (realistic) dress sizes for my daughter's wedding in mid December.

i am clueless!!!!!!! But, i have determination and a clear end point, so hopefully i can rely on my support system to help me along the way. <3

This week's digital art work.

Well crap.. i missed Sunday 

Well, mixed bag this week, so imma start with the good:

i remembered to call my parents on their anniversary

i been getting closer to 5 hours of sleep instead of 3

Not so good:

The water thing.. did real bad last week

i forgot to do my Rewind yesterday

my allergies really killed me this week too.  But, here's to hope for this week going better. <3