Mushiness Abounds
Snippets ~ …being vulnerable [For My Bear]
So…
Poetry: Abu Hamid al-Ghazali
Be for him his Earth
and he will be your Heaven.
Be for him a place of rest
and he will be your abode.
Be for him a faithful Slave
and he will be your eternal Protector.
Do not smother him constantly clinging to him,
or he will seek release from the load of your weight.
Yet, do not stay away from him for too long
lest he might forget you.
If he comes to you, approach him sweetly,
but if he steps away, keep your distance.
Always pay the utmost attention
to his nostrils and ears and eyes,
so he will never smell anything but
the fragrant perfume of your body and your desire,
never hear from your lips anything but
pleasantries and good tidings
and never sees in you anything but
your beauty consecrated to his pleasure.
Abu Hamid al-Ghazali (1058-1111), Persian Sufi philosopher and poet
*just grins*
Astrology
Thanks blue, finally remembered to ask mom my time so I could get some details!
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Oriah Mountain Dreamer: The Invitation
Another top-space transfer…
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
The One
I Did It
I’ve ditched ALL the pain in the ass blogging services!
‘course that means ya’ll have to keep up with me in a wholly different venue, but feel free to blame kaya. She started it.
Meanwhile…this means a convergence of two worlds, LJ and 360. Ya’ll play nice!
I’m not sure exactly what I have in mind for this place yet, but it is my playground so who knows? I do know this will be a new new beginning.
I’ll probably start importing entries at some point, so it’ll be a bit busier around here soon.
I plan on having a blogroll going before too much longer, too, so how many of you are willing to be listed on it?
*flips the off switch for my brain*
It seems as though as soon as I think I’m through, that I’ve handled things…something else comes along to add a whole new level to process. It works, I guess. There’s nothing wrong with understanding, especially not understanding oneself…or opening up to a chance of being understood.
