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| Odin told he loved me today. I dont quite know what to write. this is a funny place, this blog seems to not be where i live anymroe. I power sanded today and turpentined my heart clean. I dunno if i can trust odin not to keep on stinging me. I dunno how long this will last or the appropriate response. But i get to be a full on scorpio because only the other ones know what twined veined and wires we posess beneath. i dotn have to hide my nature. Odin loves me :)
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| I take bits of facebook icons that you send me adn weave them into a nest of you. So many times i would chase you white rabbit shelley, i would chase cheshire cloud dust of you and wind up alone in front of a pixel wonderland. The chess pieces are pixy sticks,and i cannot throw anything across this oceanauts, no arm floaties for me. So instead of chasing empty space and digital letters for you, i wait. I went undergrown into a coma white cloaked metapmorphosis weaving a nest until you arrive.
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| I was walking into the snowstorm and heard a voice in the woods of romania in my sorrel boots. It was very feint and i kept pressing in the soft snowy mountain. I closed my eyes for a minutes and could feel feel like i was sinking into an abyss. Opened my eyes, i had hoped it was the voice of baba dochia calling mehome. She wore a old baboushka on her head, liek my grandma always said the old polish women wore, back in chicago. blood was dripping down my hands, and i looked around eagerly. she gripped my chin, and for a little woman, examined me. " I want to learn my mastery, i want to tame my temper, i want to commit to a parthenon wihtout fear of commitmetment, i want to be disiplined and i want-." I blurted eagerly to the circle of folks around us, the inky dark of the cave or wherever we were could not calm me, not even my loss of blood would shut my mouth. " you must stop the i want, i want,i want, and learn what you need. Then come to me and need to learn you're mastery, becasue "I want" is an empty vulture, always hungry. You learn what you need by giving until you have nothing, till youre pot is empty and you have no tears." | | |
| After watchign freddy mercury's videos something resonated deep down in my soul. I have named this site after herman hesses stepphenwolf phrase, "this door is for madmen only" and its been that way for years. I dont think that is the case anymore, and its now " in the lap of the gods" which is where i find myself to be. whether you beleive in my pagan gods or not, it still is a good metaphor for the place i happen to be in. My husband is all healed and hes signing up for the army. this is wehre i find myself to be :) It's so easy but I can't do it
So risky but I gotta chance it
It's so funny there's nothing to laugh about
My money that's all you want to talk about
I can see what you want me to be
But I'm no fool It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la
I can see what you want me to be
But I'm no fool No beginning there's no ending
There's no meaning in my pretending
Believe me life goes on and on and on
Forgive me when I ask you where do I belong
You say I (you can do it) can't (you can do it
You can go and) set you free from me
But that's not true It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la
I can see what you want me to be
But I'm no fool
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
But that's not true
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
But I'm no fool
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
But I'm no fool
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh -Composed by Mercury | | |
| Ive renamed mysefl a domestic goddess instead of a housewife :) gotta mke lunch, brb. | | |
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