Words fly around,
everywhere, everywhere,
words to comfort
words to cause hurt
some we hold, some we share.
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Is it my story to tell?
Think before you share a story,
“Do I own in any way
the name I am about to say?”
Which means I will tell only
those adventures starring me.
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Goes around comes around
Be careful when you’re with someone who talks about others. If they talk about people they will talk about you, too. If you’re okay with that then proceed – but proceed with caution. Continue reading
None of my nunya
I realize all I’m saying here is technically it’s “none of my none of your.” Which makes no sense at all. But it is fun to say. Much funner than to say “it’s none of your business.” So, when I feel like I’m becoming a bit to Kravitz-y, I remind myself that it is none of my nunya. In other words, nothing to see here, just keep moving. Continue reading
Words
A High School Lesson I Remember
During a high school science class, we were asked to conduct an experiment. My partner and I chose to focus on the effects of words. It was a rather simple test. We took two seeds and planted them in separate containers. We made sure each received the same amount of nutrients – water and sun. Continue reading
Our Stories
If you’re on this earth you have an unfolding story. Good or bad, exciting or dull, long or short, it’s your story and only you know the details. You can share it any way you choose. Or you can keep it to yourself. But it seems kind of sad to not share it with anyone else while here. Continue reading
My Accusers
This meme came to me when I suspected some whispers were about me. It reminds me of this great quote from ‘It Happened One Night’ that Peter says during the bus scene:
“Listen partner, you may not like my nose, but I do. I always wear it out in the open so… if anybody wants to take a sock at it they can.”
A Hyena in Wolf’s Clothing
Did I ever tell you
about a meeting I went to?
From the moment I walked in
I felt uncomfortable through and through.
Because I walked right in
to a big ol’ wolves’ den
but wait – they weren’t wolves
when I looked closer and again.
They were actually hyenas
each decked out in wolf’s clothing
and I walked right in
without even knowing.
And that first howl
I heard caused chills up my spine
because they were just
about to feed and to dine.
Now bear with me here
and try to take heart
while I disclose their secret –
the most chilling part.
You see, they don’t eat flesh
but enjoy tearing apart a soul
picking, ripping, and rending
seems to be their goal.
As soon as I left
I’m sure I was treated the same
my guess is they fed
and feasted on my good name.
So beware, beware
of any hyena in wolf’s clothing.
Ya-owwwww ha, ha, ha,
those beasts are filled with loathing.
Ya-owwwww ha, ha, ha,
that peculiar howl you’ll find
will send a tingling chill
straight up your spine.
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