A.G.E's Joint

In a dream I was a bird A sad, lonely mourning pigeon On a flowering gargoyle Fearing beauty  All was ugliness to me. Eyes closed to the light Only grey I see Rain off the branches Running down my back Every day was just black. Picture: "One Lonely Bird"  (c) 2012 http://widdendream.deviantart.com/. Joy is Sorrow's negative Fears go with dreams.  That is your lesson for the day.  

I can't think of a thing to say, so I will resort to a random post. Think of it as an exception to the rule. The hardest part of the prompts this week was the hospice nurse.  I really don't know why.  I have a sister and a niece who are both ICU RN's.  And one of my favorite characters, Kari Summers, is a "Death Angel".  And I have lost relatives to long term illness.  But I can't seem to make the connection in any meaningful way. Best line from the Lurhman piece: "Don't read beauty magazines.  They will only make you feel ugly."  Image shouldn't be everything, but it is. So, toss them out, get naked and smile at the mirror.  Somebody will like the view. I wonder if I should change careers.  That would be something that would scare me. My wife had QVC on over the weekend and they were have their Christmas in July sale.  As usual, there were some pretty cool gadgets on there.  But, the bank account is low and my kids are now ...

On the wall it sits Judging. Mocking All who look in. Vanity and curiosity Prompt Urge The view What do I see? Grey Wrinkled Youth that has fled But on the edge Vaporous Spirit Wanting to escape. The shackles of Care Want Jealousy Built over time Only when the shell Meets Earth Will it rise towards eternity.