Greetings from Spockgirl Musings, where logic rules, but the frailties of
human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.



Friday, December 2, 2011

Consistent I am...

From that journal I found last night.

Mar 30, 1991

A pale white halo rounds the moon
the night that I thought had come too soon
for I believed in daylight there are precious sights
that fade to nothing in the dark of night
As I lay awake in the light of the moon
I realized the night had not come too soon
for though the day brings sights to the eye
the night brings more than a darkened sky
He stirs the soul and opens the heart
He feeds the mind and bids time to part
Whilst the sleeping form in dreams shall live
Precious Hope is what the night does give.


Oct 2, 1991

Fate is merely a fool's reasoning to accomplish nothing. Destiny is as you will it to be in all your actions and inactions.


Oct 18, 1991

To love that which is beauteous to the eye is simple and sad. To love that which one cannot see is much more difficult and enriching.

To find peace in one's life is a wondrous occurrence. To create peace and harmony is the work of a great being.

To accept those around you and to work at improving life is the ideal human condition.

To understand those around you and to know there is always something new to learn is a progressive attitude.   


Oct 19, 1992

A clear Autumn evening when Orion shines as brightly as the chill cuts through deeply... 


Jan 19, 1992

I hope that what was is as far distant from what is as what is is from that which could be.


Feb 23, 1992

No one can thrive in mediocrity, perhaps equality, though not if that equality is borne of mediocrity.


So, all in all, nothing insightful or very deep, mostly random rambling and whatnot. One thing for damn sure... I am consistent.

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