The Toddler's Creed

If I want it, it's mine.
If I give it to you and change
my mind later, it's mine.
If I can take it away from you,
it's mine.
If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.
If it's mine, it will never belong to
anyone else, no matter what.
If we are building something together,
all the pieces are mine.
If it looks just like mine,
it is mine!

~~~

And you wondered why people are what they are! Though who would've thought anyone as adorable as my 2 year old niece could be that nasty.. Ever noticed how traits like that are soo cute in toddlers but make you go grrrrr in adults?

Never let yourself
feel pressured
into saying something
you don't want
to say or into
saying something
when you don't
feel like talking.

Silence is not
a lack of
communication.
It is a form of
communication,
and can be
very effective.

~~~

Requiem

My little 10 year old dog Sentea died in the wee hours of Monday morning. He went through a lot of pain that I don't even want to think about. What always distresses me when pets die is that old claim that animals don't have souls so I'll never see him or any of our old loved furried ones ever again. And it's also so hard to take when they pass away and nobody really expresses any real sympathy. You go out and everything is the same, life goes on same as it always does while you move around with an aching heart. The lyrics of this old love song always comes to mind at times like this...

Why does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world,
`cause you don't love me anymore?

Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when I lost your love.

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
why ev'rything's the same as it was.
I can't understand, no I can't understand,
how life goes on the way it does.

Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said good-bye.

~~

It's a quiet sunday evening, mist and fog all day. I can take solitariness better than most people but every once in a while come those blue moments when you wonder if anyone knows you're out there, if anyone remembers you exist... like Neil Diamond, him of the uber-beautiful voice, once put it so soulfully...

I am, I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I am lost and I can't even say why
Leavin' me lonely still

Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of being a king
And then became one
Well, except for the names and a few other changes
If you talk about me, the story's the same one

But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I've tried but it won't let me go
And I'm not a woman who likes to swear
But I've never cared for the sound of being alone

I am, I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I am lost and I can't even say why...
~~