Sunday, June 29, 2014
Saturday, June 28, 2014
been thinking about
y-o-u.
Yes, you.
it's hard to grow where the soil is low on nutrients, water, sunlight and love.
can't help y'all. if it were possible it would not be help. it would be enabling.
and no time for tending to sick, dying flowers. as it is i have a raised bed facing northeast with a zucchini plant fighting with the kale for space. the pepper is lost in there and the lettuce is almost done being harvested daily, for rat salads. human sandwiches. etcetera.
Oh. write free-flow. like let the conscious mind go. and write i suppose. or hunt and peck for the feeling i cannot explain. numbness takes away the emotion. yet the feeling would be called loving compassion mixed with a bitter rage. anger is not my strong suit yet the bad seeds are a pisser to be sure. boundaries are necessary. they won't stay out of the garden otherwise. when i find needles on the ground and dirthy clothing in the bed and trash laying on the floor, well, i thank my lucky stars i have a blog site to dump on. not meant for public view. excuse me if you stumble in.
have a nice day.
Yes, you.
it's hard to grow where the soil is low on nutrients, water, sunlight and love.
can't help y'all. if it were possible it would not be help. it would be enabling.
and no time for tending to sick, dying flowers. as it is i have a raised bed facing northeast with a zucchini plant fighting with the kale for space. the pepper is lost in there and the lettuce is almost done being harvested daily, for rat salads. human sandwiches. etcetera.
Oh. write free-flow. like let the conscious mind go. and write i suppose. or hunt and peck for the feeling i cannot explain. numbness takes away the emotion. yet the feeling would be called loving compassion mixed with a bitter rage. anger is not my strong suit yet the bad seeds are a pisser to be sure. boundaries are necessary. they won't stay out of the garden otherwise. when i find needles on the ground and dirthy clothing in the bed and trash laying on the floor, well, i thank my lucky stars i have a blog site to dump on. not meant for public view. excuse me if you stumble in.
have a nice day.
Note
Testing out the blog.
OCCUPY YOURSELF.
"Our epoch is over, a cycle of evolution is finished, our activity has lost its meaning, we are ghosts, we are seeds..." -D.H. Lawrence "Dies Irae"
Waiting on a few things to come through to enable the current. Image maker. Communication device. Currency.
Knocks at the door will be ignored? . Yes.
Ignore the door.
Make a fence or a wall but fortify to amend interior damage before the exterior collapses.
Foundation being tested.
Lol.
The blog is official.
My name is Kim.
I identify with Kadesh.
OCCUPY YOURSELF.
"Our epoch is over, a cycle of evolution is finished, our activity has lost its meaning, we are ghosts, we are seeds..." -D.H. Lawrence "Dies Irae"
Waiting on a few things to come through to enable the current. Image maker. Communication device. Currency.
Knocks at the door will be ignored? . Yes.
Ignore the door.
Make a fence or a wall but fortify to amend interior damage before the exterior collapses.
Foundation being tested.
Lol.
The blog is official.
My name is Kim.
I identify with Kadesh.
Animals make excellent friends.
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