Qoutes

                                         How about some poetry from Alice today?
                                       " These are verses the White Rabbit read : -

          "They told me that you had been to her,        He sent them word I had not gone
             And mentioned me to him;                           (We know it to be true);
           She gave me a good character,                    If she should push the matter on,
             But said I could not swim.                            What would become of you?

           I gave her one,they gave him two,               My notion was that you had been
             You gave us three or more;                          (Before she had this fit)
           They all returned from him to you,               An obstacle that came between
             Though they were mine before.                     Him, and ourselves, and it.

           If I or she should chance to be                    Don't let him know she liked them best,
             Involved in this affair,                                   For this must ever be
          He trusts to you to set them free,                  A secret, kept from all the rest,
             Exactly as we were.                                     Between yourself and me."


                                       Passage from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
                                                    Written by Lewis Carroll



           My favorite bits of gibberish, probably why I love these stories so much, they make no sense and speak volumes all at once. I am good at making no sense and speaking confusion. Sometimes people think they need an interpreter to understand me. But I understand myself just fine,most of the time.
           Just thinking out loud for all the world to see...........................

                               Well trying to write everyday did not work out. No surprise there, I am not known for my dependability, quite the opposite is true of me. But I get most things done. Maybe not in a timely fashion or how others might get things done but done just the same. I never make the right choices and always screw things up somehow. They didn't nickname me Danger-prone Daphne for nothing. Oh well such is my life. I sound like I'm complaining,I am not, just stating how I am.
                               Feel like writing but can't seem to latch onto any definite thoughts to jot down. My brain is all over the map. Full of gibberish and incomplete ideas that make no sense to anyone but me. If I try to explain some of them to others they look at me like I am insane, so I keep them mostly to myself. But I will say this: I'm not a glass half empty-glass half full type of person, I am just glad there is something in the glass type person. I have been researching minimalism. Having spent a good bit of this summer in an empty house, well not literally, but with only the bare necessities at hand its been very enjoyable. The echo is nice, the emptiness feels clean. The lack of clutter is GREAT. I know I can achieve this in my own house,it's just going to take me time to reach that level of emptiness. Its not doing without but only keeping what is of great importance and use-able. It is appealing to me and I can not figure out why but its is very appealing.
                              Just thinking out loud for all the world to see.........
















                               

?Do we?

                                  Do we drown? Do we swim? Do we float? Do we tread water?
                                  Do we lead? Do we follow? Do we blend into the crowd?
                                  Do we explode? Do we implode? Do we duck & cover?
                                  Do we love? Do we hate? Do we just tolerate?
                                  Do we scream? Do we whisper? Do we accept being unheard?
                                  Do we live? Do we die? Do we just exist?


                                  Just thinking out loud for all the world to see..............