Charles

Charles

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Your Love is like the Sky, and mine is the Eagle that longs to soar within...

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About Me

I Find No Peace

I find no peace, and all my war is done;
I fear, and hope. I burn, and freeze like ice.
I fly above the wind, yet can I not arise.
And naught I have, and all the world I seize on.
That loseth nor locketh holdeth me in prison,
And holdeth me not, yet can I 'scape nowise;
Nor letteth me live nor die at my devise,
And yet of death it giveth me occasion.
Without eyen* I see, and without tongue I plain;
I desire to perish, and yet I ask health;
I love another, and thus I hate myself;
I feed me in sorrow, and laugh at all my pain.
Likewise displeaseth me both death and life,
And my delight is causer of this strife.

By Sir Thomas Wyatt


The Seven Selves

In the stillest hour of the night, as I lay half asleep, my seven selves sat together and thus conversed in whisper:

First Self: Here, in this madman, I have dwelt all these years, with naught to do but renew his pain by day and recreate his sorrow by night. I can bear my fate no longer, and now I rebel.

Second Self: Yours is a better lot than mine, brother, for it is given to me to be this madman's joyous self. I laugh his laughter and sing his happy hours, and with thrice winged feet I dance his brighter thoughts. It is I that would rebel against my weary existence.

Third Self: And what of me, the love-ridden self, the flaming brand of wild passion and fantastic desires? It is I the love-sick self who would rebel against this madman.

Fourth Self: I, amongst you all, am the most miserable, for naught was given me but odious hatred and destructive loathing. It is I, the tempest-like self, the one born in the black caves of Hell, who would protest against serving this madman.

Fifth Self: Nay, it is I, the thinking self, the fanciful self, the self of hunger and thirst, the one doomed to wander without rest in search of unknown things and things not yet created; it is I, not you, who would rebel.

Sixth Self: And I, the working self, the pitiful labourer, who, with patient hands, and longing eyes, fashion the days into images and give the formless elements new and eternal forms-it is I, the solitary one, who would rebel against this restless madman.

Seventh Self: How strange that you all would rebel against this man, because each and every one of you has a preordained fate to fulfil. Ah! could I but be like one of you, a self with a determined lot! But I have none, I am the do-nothing self, the one who sits in the dumb, empty nowhere and nowhen, while you are busy re-creating life. Is it you or I, neighbours, who should rebel?

When the seventh self thus spake the other six selves looked with pity upon him but said nothing more; and as the night grew deeper one after the other went to sleep enfolded with a new and happy submission.

But the seventh self remained watching and gazing at nothingness, which is behind all things.

By Kahlil Gibran


One day it was announced by Master Joshu that the young monk Kyogen had reached an enlightened state. Much impressed by this news, several of his peers went to speak with him.
“We have heard that you are enlightened. Is this true?” his fellow students inquired.
“It is,” Kyogen answered.
“Tell us,” said a friend, “how do you feel?”
“As miserable as ever,” replied the enlightened Kyogen.

- Anonymous


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Posted 5 Years Ago


Hope you have been well.

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Posted 6 Years Ago


:)

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Posted 6 Years Ago


Thank you for the review and your so right..it felt a bit off here and there but it was a free flow and I didn't want to over think it.. so I'm left with that I guess lol.. Your awesome and thank you for stopping by for a read ...xo

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Posted 6 Years Ago


Thanks for the add, and I read some of your poetry(I'll post reviews later.) I really like the presence of them and then at the end of Crushed Flowers and Diana, I adore the use of subtle humor.


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Posted 6 Years Ago


Thank you for the great review;) xx

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Posted 6 Years Ago


how much do you rock? thanks!

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Posted 6 Years Ago


Thanks for the review, its been a while since ive been online :)

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Posted 6 Years Ago


It all comes around to form the full circle. Glad you enjoyed it.

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Posted 6 Years Ago


Thank you for the lovely review sweety:) How are you? xx

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Posted 6 Years Ago


Thank you, I think! =)