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Thursday, 25 June 2009

  • Time


    I still have quite a bit left.
    I don't have a whole lot left.
    I'm trying to buy more.
    I'm wasting it,
    trying to escape from it.
    I need to manage it better,
    to invest it more wisely,
    spend it on better things.
    I need to take some.
    It might be some before I come back.

Tuesday, 23 June 2009

  • Summer of the Banjo Seistas [josiebunny]


    DommieGirl invited any interested parties to partake in a challenge. We would be randomly be paired with another xangan and would then proceed to write a blog entry about them. I had the fortune of being partnered with josiebunny. Being the blogging deviants we are, we decided to mix things up. Since we both enjoy writing poetry, we decided to write a poem incorporating each other's usernames (her spectacular idea). Without further ado, I present to you my poem (her username in bold).


    Summer of the Banjo Siestas

    During the summer of banjo siestas,
    a lone bunny dances a superfluous dance,
    but a beautiful one all the same.
    The rays of sunlight join her frolics,
    pirouetting off of her captivating ginger coat,
    mesmerizing even the hawks and the foxes,
    lulling the woods into a contented harmony.
    Enter the hills and the heat, the wind and the fields,
    adding their own unique steps to the woodland ball,
    to the rhythm of the back-porch twang that the banjos sang.
    The field waves in the wind like an organic ocean of flora
    as the invisible partner leads all the daisies in a soothing sway,
    while the heat rising from the earth to return to the sky
    leads the distant hills in a shimmering jig.
    During the summer of banjo siestas,
    a lone bunny dances a delightful dance,
    chasing her tail in a carefree romp
    in the intoxicating shine of the summertime.

Monday, 22 June 2009

  • I Pledge Allegiance to Man Law


    "I pledge allegiance to the Decrees and Statutes of Man Law, and to the Insecurity for which it stands: one gender very flawed, indiscernible, with testosterone and ego for all.

    "I can drink a hundred beers and seduce a thousand women. I grind my coffee with my teeth and boil the water with my own rage. Tough men eat nails, but I do all my grocery shopping at the Home Depot. I tell you I don't need your approval, but actually I really do."


    I will not adhere to your view of a man, bravado will not be my game. It takes a real man to romance one woman for life, not to seduce dozens because he can't keep them interested. I do not need a list of "man laws" or "what men like" to show me how to be. I will not heed these lists made by men who need set up rules so they can prove their manliness. In the end they just become ruled by them. I will get over myself.

    Cite your man laws to me in seriousness or in jest and I will take all of your man cards away. Which, if you think about it, will be doing you a favor if you couldn't get rid of them yourselves.

    So I will say "Please" and "Thank You" and "May I?" and I will mind my manners, because I don't need to be rude. I will not tear someone else down, because recognizing someone else's power does not diminish your own. I will not become aggressive when my manliness is threatened or in question, because it is not subject to popular vote. My masculinity can stand on its own two feet, no crutches necessary, thank you very much.

  • Moving On


    Like a lizard ditching its tail,
    I unknowingly shed parts of me
    so I could escape your claws.
    As I look into myself,
    searching for the pieces I've lost,
    you dig the remnants out from under your fingernails.

    I want them back

    But now I must build a new me
    upon the foundation of what's left.
    The departure from my past potential
    to grow into the man I might have become
    into the man I can now become
    creates disharmony within me,
    a bitter hopelessness,
    as I have to reacquaint myself
    both with my new self and my new future.

    Resentfully displaced,
    I must now make the best
    of my new condition;
    I try to find peace along the way
    as my journey continues on.

Sunday, 21 June 2009

  • Are re: Yes Pee Easy Tea? [wonder what it means to me]


    "If you __________, then you don't deserve my respect."

    I've read phrases like that all over xanga, and sometimes they can be hard to argue with. There are many things I can do to lose people's respect, and them mine. In spite of that, I will still do my best to respect them, and I'll tell you why.

    I'm broken too.

    I mess up. I'm not perfect. I have, typos: in my posts. I msipell words. I say dum things. I can be insensitive, ignorant, or just plain oblivious. That's not to say that I like being that way, but changing and growing is a process. I'm not where I want to be, but I'm trying to get there or at least move in that direction. If you can say that you already are perfect, then good for you, let me know how you do it.

    For all the rest of us, realize that though you are broken or messed up, you're not alone. We're in the same boat too, so don't be so hard on yourself. Let's not use this knowledge as a way to excuse our behavior, but let us use it to free us from the burden of messing up.

    So let us extend some grace and respect others and ourselves, even if we don't think it is deserved—that is, after all, the meaning of grace.

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