tinkering round
one of those times one exclaims – see what they made me do. this clicking round still does not describe much: i am me. but the sensing/intuition bar was fun enough, i think.
Read More tinkering roundMonth: March 2012
listening to geese through the night, mist and north-westerly wind
all night long they were flying, singing their signals, as they navigated across the half-lit city on, on to the north where the barren land of winter will spread a gracious table to nurture if not to protect their future. and i, wingless, only a witness to the pungent smell of melting soil, to the […]
Read More listening to geese through the night, mist and north-westerly windlunch tenses
in “A Scandal In Belgravia”, Irene Adler texts Sherlock Holmes with words: I am not dead. Let’s have lunch and i thought: how elegant. ans i also thought that food, just like verbs, has tenses. the past of lunch is vegetables and raw meat. the future of vegetables and raw meat is a meal. that kind […]
Read More lunch tensesa contemplation of the continuity of life in the light of certain strategy games
maybe- and maybe again – we will not die, but continue on a starless path, through rejection and guesses, till that one final moment of in- decision, incision, cutting so deep into the texture of dreams that the truth will come out like so much infected flesh, like a question no-one dared to ask, […]
Read More a contemplation of the continuity of life in the light of certain strategy gamescosidering
most of the people hurry home because their husband/kids/parents/parrots/dogs/etc might be lonely, unfed of just miss them. i hurry home because my rose might get upset, or want a drink. how odd does that sound?
Read More cosideringthe birds in my head
at some point wolfie said sth like – everyone has one’s own birds in their head. and i suddenly thought – gee, what a brilliant formulation. those idees fixe, bees in the bonnet, little tantalising grains of sand in the brainmachine… maybe they are just birds, mucking around and having fun inside our brainspace. and […]
Read More the birds in my headthe sheer size of it (soo.. the word of today iiiiiiissss…)
CAVE RABBIT* which, apparently lived in caves and was of comparable size to the cave lion and bear. probably either bigger or better armed, as it had to compete for habitat with the carnivores mentioned above. nobody is quite sure of what they ate, and their place in the great food chain of the ice age remains undisclosed. it […]
Read More the sheer size of it (soo.. the word of today iiiiiiissss…)i sometimes think that were there more singing, there might be less squabbling
a quote of love and light
That evening remains for me always a moment to cherish, as golden and fragrant as brandy in crystal glasses. Robin Hobb, Fool’s Errand, p.212 i, personally, sometimes think of fragrances. of some brandies smelling like bottled sun. and anyone with this uncanny empathy link for animals should read the Farseer books by Robin Hobb. those books […]
Read More a quote of love and lighta little bit of controversy (contains loads of links to loads of places, mainly numbers)
amidst all sorts of western cultural events that have lost their initial relationship to christendom (such as st. valentine’s, or st. david’s, or st. patrick’s day celebrations – more in my good friend Bob’s blog), amidst the signs of advancing spring, alongside the commemorations of earthquakes bygone and anticipated, this little country has come to […]
Read More a little bit of controversy (contains loads of links to loads of places, mainly numbers)the weather makers
they say, one swallow does not make a summer. does a flock (oh dear, do they flock at all?) of larks make a spring? or does a daffodil, for that matter? but spring is in the air, and all the little critters acknowledge it by chirp, jump or scurry. the bigger critters get unserious. and this […]
Read More the weather makerssunday, march eleven
this was a glorious, epic, spectacular fail day. no, not fail. FAIL. thus: in order to be in time for the church event, i put up 3 alarms: 6.30, 7.00, 7.30. i woke up at 8.30, and someone had pressed all the alarms without me even as much as remembering getting up and catching the […]
Read More sunday, march elevenThe Dave Walker Guide To…
A must watch in the realm of creative comments. The Dave Walker Guide To… | Cartoons by Dave Walker..
Read More The Dave Walker Guide To…Left Hand of Darkness – a sketch
so, there was the little discussion of what the U. le Guin’s Left Hand of Darkness translation into Latvian should have for the cover. and i thought, and came up with this (it is a rather rough sketch, and i d not think i can draw very well.. so be merciful.
Read More Left Hand of Darkness – a sketchAbide with Me w/ lyrics – Katherine Jenkins – YouTube
Abide with Me w/ lyrics – Katherine Jenkins – YouTube.
Read More Abide with Me w/ lyrics – Katherine Jenkins – YouTubea potted plant… we have talked already
meet my little danish rose. her name is luxemburg. she agreed to live in my room. she is the kind of rose my mother likes… defiantly yellow. and to me, she reminds of daffodils.
Read More a potted plant… we have talked alreadybunting
how the darkside has no cookies, but is very powerful anyway
this is how one becomes a dark lord (alternatively to the usual hunger for power and selfishness): there is a strong need to protect. there is the inability to lose what one loves. there is a sense of one’s own power. there is a choice in favour of friendship over the system. there is an inability […]
Read More how the darkside has no cookies, but is very powerful anywayunable to decide between leeks and daffodils
so.. leek or daffodil? i like the idea of the leek, it appeals to me. white on the bottom, green on the top, and quite edible. the idea of the daffodil is not bad either: buried deep under the snows, it survives the winter to come up ever so green and brilliantly yellow, and to […]
Read More unable to decide between leeks and daffodils