• Pets,  Poetry

    Hello…It’s Me

    Hi Friends, How are you? Believe it or not but I am still here, lurking around in the background. I am doing well considering the mess that’s going on right now in my country. I’ve been away taking a much needed social media break to get away from all the hate and fear and negativity. Plus, apparently my web host server does not like the Jetpack plugin so whenever WordPress has an update my host decides to kick me out of my access until I get my permissions reset. Sigh. Welcome to life with the Jetsons, right? Anyway, I have some interesting news to share. A week ago (19 August)…

  • Life,  Poetry,  Writing

    What Dreams May Come…

    It seems my words may be coming back. I woke up crying from a dream I don’t remember and the first four lines of this in my head. After  ten continuing minutes, and ultimate uselessness in trying to go back to sleep, the grinding gears inside my head refused to shut up, so up I got and you are the lucky recipient of something new. I don’t know what it was that upset me in the dream but I still feel as if I’ve suffered a loss. Just so you know, everything is otherwise fine here at Chez Lunatic. But I am definitely going to stop snacking close to bedtime.…

  • Poetry,  Uncategorized

    It’s Been A While, Hasn’t It?

    I am still here, slowly recharging my soul. This is for you. Dancing Stars By Jesi Scott   If you love her make her shine. Make her glow where all can see. For star she was and star she is, and star she will always be.   Make her shine bright as the moon, bright as the moon at sea. For love will do as love has done for all eternity.   And in the end she’ll know your love was her’s with certainty. So make her shine, Make her glow, And she’ll love fearlessly.     00

  • Uncategorized

    Crumbling Bridges

    Blank faces stare like blank pages waiting to be filled- empty; darkness upon the face of the deep. One big bang to fill a vast universe of mind and matter, and a paradoxical heart, both black hole and a thousand suns, all of it endlessly spinning, dizzily tipping, until we all fall down. 00

  • Reading,  Thoughts

    Thought For the Day…

    Replace the word “racism” with the word “culturism” (it doesn’t exist, by the way, but should). Would that change anything? What would it change if so? Would it make a difference in how society sees diversity? Think about it like this: if you couldn’t argue that “it’s in their blood” because culturism would say that biologically all humans are similar (excluding obvious differences in gender and skin color) what would be the point in discriminating against it? If discrimination were based on the differences in one society’s beliefs and practices how could you argue that one culture is superior to the other if there was no proof other than opinions?…

  • Blog,  Thoughts,  Well-Tempered Bards

    It Happened Again

    Hi guys. Sorry for the radio silence. Once again JetPack and my host server had an argument and one decided to take my blog prisoner and hold it for ransom. I finally got it back last night when my host server decided to give JetPack permission to work again. Alright, so maybe it sounds more like a union strike. Either way, I was unable to access my blog until now. So Hi!!!!!! How are you? I’ve missed you all so much. 🙂 On the upside, the break has given me a bit of a rest and I’m beginning to feel like writing again. I’ve been poeming over at The Well…

  • #BeReal,  1000 Voices Speak For Compassion,  Poetry

    Thinking of Current Events…

      What Happens When You Build Walls By Jesi Scott   They built a wall to keep the waves at bay, And, for a time, it worked. But all the glaciers melted increasing the seas and the waves grew larger… and the wall grew higher… until it blocked out the sky and they couldn’t see the stars anymore.   00

  • Blog,  books,  Reading,  Thoughts

    Thoughts While Reading Last Night

    Last week a friend of mine downloaded the Goodreads app to her cell phone and joined up with many others on a 2017 book reading challenge. You set a goal of a certain amount of books to read within the year and then off you go to meet that limit. I have never joined that since I generally go through phases where I’ll be in one mode or another. For example, I’m currently in knitting mode which means that’s pretty much what I’ll be doing until I’ve had enough. Then I’ll begin something else that catches my fancy, like reading. I’ll binge read until I can’t read anymore and then…

  • #BeReal,  Blog,  Parenting

    It Takes a Big Man…

    It takes a lot to admit you’re wrong, but it takes even more to admit to your faults. One of mine is that I am very sensitive to being told I’m not responsible or that I am a bad parent. Don’t tell me I’m either because unless you are around me and my kids 100% of the time you have no idea whether I am a good parent or not, or if I’m completely irresponsible. If you see one moment out of thousands of moments, does that even give you the right to judge me on it? Maybe. Maybe not. But what if you are around me and my kids…

  • Poetry,  Rape,  Writing

    Painting the Roses Red

    Last night I decided it was time to actually clean my bedroom. Since we moved into the new house last spring the master bedroom seems to have become the dumping ground for things that no one knows where to store. This makes for a pretty lousy area in which to get a restful night’s sleep. It is a very large job however, so I’ve only made a start but it was enough to actually feel a bit accomplished. My dresser and nightstand are now nice and neat and dust-free. The up-side to this small burst of house cleaning energy is that I have a place to put the books I’d…