childlike_joy_surrounds_me_once_more sabbie a little girl stood on a windy autumn day in a park so full of trees the wind teased her hair and ruffled her dress and whipped up the fallen leaves until the little girl stood in the middle of a swirl of colours. she threw her hands to the sky and shreiked with pure joy and i smiled and with that image in my mind, i reclaim the beauty in my life. and never more shall i read nor post blathes with the word 'blather' in the title. 011229 ... unhinged and in the midst of the ugly storm, my sabbie carries on like not a damn thing cute :) 011229 ... sabbie oh contraie, my dear unhinged. im just wearing wellies and i have an umbrella with blue sky and clouds painted on it. would you like to shelter under here with me? you can see the most glorious things from here... 011230 ... unhinged wellies....? you english speaking people from across the ocean always confuse me. 011230 ... sabbie hmmm.. wellington boots? big black or yellow waterproof rubber boots you wore as children to go splashing in puddles. 011230 ... sabbie hey unhinged! i remembered their other name! GUMBOOTS! surely you know them now? 020104 ... ClairE from NY galoshes? or rain boots? or even overshoes? 020104 ... white_wave sorry to break the dialogue but this subject brings the mind something very powerful. Something that makes me forget that I am aging and I will one day see death. It is the fountain of youth flowing with precious treasures. There is nothing more peaceful than to take the first step into my grandmother's house. Over the years it has been replaced with grandma's lonely apartment, and grandma's retirement home. But no one could comprehend what it feels like. She is unlike anyone else's grammy. She is so hip and cool. I am surrounded by her vivid colorful creations. They take me into the future, and into the past. The simplicity of geometric forms, the clean minimalistic shapes. Letters, numbers, and words as art. Collections of artifacts from junk stores. Recycled pieces that hold such beauty to her. She has such taste, that she has always been my idol. She makes me appreciate my Jewish heritage despite the fact that I am not at all religious. I worship everything I see on the walls, the tables, the dressers. She never seems to age. She is almost ninety years young, and she will always have a special place in my heart. I will always love her dearly though it's hard to tell her. Maybe she will read this someday. 040323 ... Syrope soon i promise 040323 ... silentbob hum 040323 ... Syrope i love the beach the ocean makes me feel like such a woman but the sand makes me feel like such a child and this time i had someone to hold me when i needed to be held :) 040328 ... bethany yah i fucking wish we'll never be children again and i'll never get to be a child the earlier i realise this the less of my life i'll waste away trying to find joy and the more of my life i'll use to make money because that will bring me all the joy i need as an adult coz i'm never gonna be a kid 050528 ... dandy even a child doesn't spend most of the time being childlike. all we ever have are moments that we let ourselves enter adn be entraced by wonder, color, being able to see and perceive and breathe. money can't buy you it. age can't bring it. choice can't force it. it's just letting yourself touch that flow of life energy while it presents itself. 050528 what's it to you? who go blather from