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Strip Me of My Tired Eyes


“My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.”
— Marcel Proust


Strip me of my tired eyes
they have seen far too much
My scarred and broken self
with its shattered hurting visions
All the colours bleached
towards an empty aching grey
all the shapes are bent and blurred
I’ve been looking for revisions


Shove me into darkness
so I can learn how to see
Cast away my clothes
leave me naked on the shore
Touch my hungry body
with sounds so soft and rare
then take away my hearing
I don’t need it anymore


My connections to the world
I have cast them all aside
No eyes, no ears, no sense of touch
no taste or smell have I
Locked into eternity
I can be reformed
with newly born perceptions
I have begun to fly.
— G A Rosenberg


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Cosmic LionCosmic Lion by G A Rosenberg


Firefox in the CityFirefox in the City by G A Rosenberg


Water-Coloured Memories


“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.”
― Marcel Proust


Our memories hold the rough outlines. Oh some of us have eidetic memories and they see details but then filter the image of their past through the lens of emotion which changes the colours and bends things in strange ways. A Photographic memory may be fantastic if you’ve taken a clear picture in the first place but that is something most of us seldom do. If all this is true, if I have some control over how my memory gets filtered, I would rather practice remembering things in their best light. After all if people who affected us in the past whom we hold onto are the tenants in our heads than our memories are the architecture.
Blessings, G


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Wishing WellWishing Well of Past Beauty by G A Rosenberg


Elder Dweller in the Cosmic CaveDweller in the Cosmic Cave by G A Rosenberg

Discovering Wisdom


“We don’t receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.”
― Marcel Proust


There are a few truisms that have lodged themselves into my brain that I may have to unlearn some day. One of them is that Innocence is the price we pay for wisdom. Is it possible to be both innocent and wise? Perhaps… tho it seems that in order to learn some of the more painful life lessons opened to me I had to become aware of my own capacity for ugliness as well as beauty… and the capacity for the world to hold both as well. Of course I also learned that what may be ugly from one angle in one context can be exquisite from another and to appreciate it all. Of course on this journey to wisdom I am still learning. That may be the most beautiful fact of all.
Blessings, G


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Watchful3Awaiting by G A Rosenberg


CrossWiredCrosswired by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – March 11 2013

“We don’t receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.”
― Marcel Proust


Joyful Activities

Light a candle
bring illumination
dispel the darkness


lift the gloom
warm the heart of another


Play silly games
Hug a tree
Sing a song that makes you giggle


Run around the block
tickle a baby
play with a puppy


Say “I love you”
Say “I love you” to your partner
Say “I love you” to a mirror
Say “I love you” to a stranger.


Talk deeply with a friend
walk in the woods
walk by a stream


Write a poem
Makeup a story
Draw a picture


Listen to music that frees your soul
Feel Gratitude


To be continued….

Blessings, G


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PriestessPriestess by G A Rosenberg


Staring at the Ceiling2Staring at the Ceiling by G A Rosenberg