differences_we_call notme john_donne to be compared to such an honour i would find not insult but we each our own blood make and boil drinking in our own life senses alchemy of strange and fair seasons why must we these edges seek these definitions of unique we each our own face but do we not the same flesh share the same laws done and gone but still is there and in that bubble of existence a blossom of fresh air a soul a voice spilled out over centuries a reflection of our own selves our brother he our kindred friend shall we say but he is not one of us he is not me i do not see myself in anyone anything but myself i think not for we do indeed compare by the very use of words we are setting objects against models drawing descriptions from versed walls and i know i make no sense at all i simply thought to lend my heart in this i can't help but see my face your own his face my own our faces same is it a matter of flaming tongues sure we can regognize the differences between a robin a raven and an owl but there are threads that make us all . 030912 ... oldephebe says: you the most eloquent sense 030912 ... notme in case anyone is wondering what the heavens i'm on about see 10_blatherskites_i_would_love_to_meet i couldn't help my mouth fingers i wanted to say type something simple enough to convey that we (people in general) shouldn't fight over differences we should find and celebrate the common ground alas i think i failed we_are_the_universe 030912 ... notme you the most eloquent sense? the mirror to reflection sang as a harp was strung loaded with sweet lips we carry armed and dangerous enemy none 030912 ... oldephebe props to you "not me" what i meant to blathe was you make the most eloquent sense, and so color me chastised or stricken by conscience or whatever the young aussie is a little mischievous and so i felt i should speak his language so to speak - intelligent young people are always going to try and rattle the old flatulent ones cages (not that i'm that old) i haven't read too much of dunne but i've a inkling of the young ausie's redoubtable if not percolating pubescent mind, just a sliver, mind you, and i'm feeling just a touch irascible this morning - maladies and maelstrom's pretty much the drag d'jeur my problems blech - who cares- so my usual zen mask faltered a bit this morning - but it's all in good fun blah-ze's a big boy i'm sure the hardy australian life has endowed him with a pretty good sense of humor and a pretty good arsenal of riposts and what not... you are a true aesthete - your words shook me by the collar (gently) i emphatically agree with every word you painted - color me slightly remorsful and not quite embarrassed - and i'm all out of adjectives and apparently coherence so..dot ditty dot ... and now.. cinnamon pop-tarts mmm ... 030912 ... monadh ephebe my life is brightened by your radiation an honour to read write and exchange with what you bring to blather my mind is more than its usual tired unedumacated self right now but flowers for everyone i would shape if_i_could thanks and sorry (for those are two things i always have something to be for) 030912 ... oE why be sorry of your authentic honesty and beauty? 040330 ... Salt & Pepper Containers Shake Shake Shake. 040331 what's it to you? who go blather from