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Sherlock Holmes, or when I over-read
Because I do not dog-ear book pages for nothing:
"Look here, Watson, you look regularly done. Lie down there on the sofa and see if I can put you to sleep."
He took up his violin from the corner, and as I stretched myself out he began to play some low, dreamy, melodious air--his own, no doubt, for he had a remarkable gift for improvisation. I have ( Read more... ) -
You see, I said I would do it.
The brain likes to simplify things, and I cannot bond with my other journal because it doesn't have the Eowyn. And the Multiply blog service is just lousy. Also, there's something about there being a whinny spouse, so...
I haven't been writing much. My obsession with anything Sherlock Holmes, however distant (like, say, doing a marathon of House ( Read more... ) -
Mrffsnonsense.
I'm putting this journal on dormant archival mode. Because it's messed up. God even agrees.
I'll be defriending everyone, so apologies for the upcoming notifications. It's something I have to do when I won't be using the journal anymore. It's a logical step, I swear. For those who like keeping their profiles page clean, feel free to defriend as well ( Read more... ) -
Poetry: The Oblation
THE OBLATION
by: Algernon Charles Swinburne
Ask nothing more of me, sweet,
All I can give you I give
Heart of my heart, were it more,
More would be laid at your feet:
Love that should help you to live,
Song that should spur you to soar.
All things were nothing to give
Once to have sense of you more,
Touch you and taste of you, sweet,
Think you and ( Read more... ) -
With you within my heart I rise in rate
THE AMULET OF LOVE
Michelangelo and Tommaso
Far more than I was wont myself I prize:
With you within my heart I rise in rate,
Just as a gem engraved with delicate
Devices o'er the uncut stone doth rise;
Or as a painted sheet exceeds in price
Each leaf left pure and in its virgin state:
Such then am I since I was consecrate
To be the ( Read more... ) -
Mas Matalino and Tubig
MAS MATALINO ANG TUBIG
Rio Alma
Mas matalino ang tubig;
Bumababa ito nang tahimik
Mulang bukal sa bundok
Para di magising ang mga hayop.
Lumilihis ito sa marahas na bato
Para agnasin nang marahan at sekreto;
Nagtatago ito kapag galit ang araw
Para bumalik na masayang ulan.
Marunong din itong matakot sa talon,
Magtiwala sa lilim ng kahoy,
Magsuspetsa sa ( Read more... ) -
Music
Going back to old favorites. ♥ Maksim playing Nostradamus and Vanessa Mae playing The Devil's Thrill. -
THE LEGEND BEAUTIFUL
THE LEGEND BEAUTIFUL
(THE THEOLOGIAN'S TALE)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
"Hads't thou stayed, I must have fled!"
That is what the Vision said.
In his chamber all alone,
Kneeling on the floor of stone,
Prayed the Monk in deep contrition
For his sins of indecision,
Prayed for greater self-denial
In temptation and in trial;
It was noonday by the dial,
And the ( Read more... )
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