tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629935248254565924.post7717903080190023895..comments2023-06-25T11:49:34.055+01:00Comments on cloudgatherer hold me down: cloudgathererholdmedownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09367513733859157300noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629935248254565924.post-88807545449692924272019-11-19T12:34:32.907+00:002019-11-19T12:34:32.907+00:00on feather feet as rains turn up the earth. trying...on feather feet as rains turn up the earth. trying to see the metaphysical side of isolation, peeling the onion, just to understand with how little one can get by. i sent you a postcard. happy for you alwaystimohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18417521839923597870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629935248254565924.post-70515456157369023882019-10-07T11:16:16.987+01:002019-10-07T11:16:16.987+01:00i am, thank you. we're in my favourite season ...i am, thank you. we're in my favourite season at the end of a year that has sped by too quickly! this has been a year in which my world has shrunk and my heart has grown!<br /><br />how are you during these shortening autumnal days?cloudgathererholdmedownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09367513733859157300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629935248254565924.post-57966120500522721152019-10-06T22:11:32.614+01:002019-10-06T22:11:32.614+01:00you good?you good?timohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18417521839923597870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629935248254565924.post-3646981323365673622019-10-06T22:08:44.680+01:002019-10-06T22:08:44.680+01:00"So, attend carefully to your posture. Quit d..."So, attend carefully to your posture. Quit drooping and hunching around. Speak your mind. Put your desires forward, as if you had a right to them—at least the same right as others. Walk tall and gaze forthrightly ahead. Dare to be dangerous. Encourage the serotonin to flow plentifully through the neural pathways desperate for its calming influence." <br />— Jordan B. Peterson<br /><br /><br /><br />hi ;)cloudgathererholdmedownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09367513733859157300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629935248254565924.post-17914476284993445592019-10-02T06:26:24.740+01:002019-10-02T06:26:24.740+01:00In the moonlight
I met Berserk,
In the moonlight
O...<i>In the moonlight<br />I met Berserk,<br />In the moonlight<br />On the bushy plain.<br /> <br />Oh, sharp he was<br />As the sleepless!<br /> <br />And, “Why are you red<br />In this milky blue?”<br />I said.<br />“Why sun-colored,<br />As if awake<br />In the midst of sleep?”<br /> <br />“You that wander,”<br />So he said,<br />“On the bushy plain,<br />Forget so soon.<br />But I set my traps<br />In the midst of dreams.”<br /> <br />I knew from this<br />That the blue ground<br />Was full of blocks<br />And blocking steel.<br />I knew the dread<br />Of the bushy plain,<br />And the beauty<br />Of the moonlight<br />Falling there,<br />Falling<br />As sleep falls<br />In the innocent air.</i><br /><br />“Anecdote of the Prince of Peacocks” by Wallace Stevens<br /><br />missed youtimohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18417521839923597870noreply@blogger.com