My Small Sayings

date: 4/17/2024

-This fragility is of water. Why turn to alchemy when I could build an aqueduct?

-The hound, the hog, the hare. Each run along in the same sky, marching to the lightning drum.

-It is not a matter of if you can, it’s a matter of if you will.

-The difference between sleep and death isn’t if you wake up, but who you wake up as.

-Take comfort in the death of yesterday and the approaching demise of tomorrow.

-My secrets and I live in a comfortable silence. All is well.

-We will understand when we are dead, and see with larger eyes.

-Thank the Gods they blinded us in ribbons, we can use them as our sails.

-Oh listen here, oh listen well. You're at the bottom of the wishing well. Climb so high, you'll reach the storm. A challenge forevermore.

-With the sun at my back I see my shadow. That is how it should be.

Quotes

date: 4/16/2024

The bones spoke to me on those dank afternoons, but I was a long time in deciphering what they said.

-Paul Gruchow, Grassroots: the Universe of Home

We know the gods are nothing if not capricious. What they give with golden hands, they may take away with bloody ones.

-Erica Jong, from ‘Sappho’s Leap’

Then turn selfishness into a weapon! Make all things yours! Make other lives and dreams and hopes yours! Protect them! Save them! Bring them into the sheepfold! Walk the gale for them! Keep away the wolf! My dreams! My brother! My family! My land! My world! How dare you try to take these things, because they are mine!

— Terry Pratchett, Discworld

I do not care what comes after;I have seen the dragons on the winds of morning!

-Ursula K. Le Guin, the Farthest Shore

When you start to notice the mystical, the mystical will start to notice you.

-Dacha Avelin

Poems

date: 4/16/2024

Thought is grey, and life is green

These are what men must choose between

-the Quest of Merlin, Richard Hoovey

“I take my heart with trembling hands,

Unworthy vassal though it be,

Sad wanderer in many lands,

Such as it is I offer thee,

And will not even dare complain

Shouldst thou this sorry gift disdain.

Yet oh! be sure that every sigh,

Each beat of anguish deep and sore,

Has grown a dagger thrust, which I

Must bear for all that's gone before;

And bearing it will learn to know

The cleansing agony of woe.

And this remember, ere you turn

Your head away in silent pride,

The soul is young that still can learn

New truths that Love has simplified;

And being young may still attain

Perfection, through repentant pain.

Then stoop to pity; do not close

The gate of Paradise and rest,

To one whose spirit seeks repose

Within that haven of the blest;

But rather fling the portal wide

And draw the pilgrim safe inside

-'Twixt Earth and Stars / Poems, Radclyffe Hall

Little mouse

Scratch scratch

Hasten to your home

Lock and latch, do up the catch

And pray that your alone

Little spider

Twitch twitch

Run to seal the gate

Weave and sew, stitch stitch

Pray it’s not too late

-the Night Country, Melissa Albert

Oh Love, I shall not fear the storm of faces, The swords of the chimeric army ranged.

For I have seen, surmounting desolate places, A Radiance, that bore your smile unchanged.

-Robin Hyde, “Dream World” the Desolate Star and Other Poems

Songs

date: 5/15/2024

Mary, Mary,

Jack and Jill,

How many children did he kill?

Patty, Patty,

Will and Jane,

Though we know he's not to blame.

Mary, Mary,

Jack and Jill,

Count the graves upon the hill.

Lucy, Lucy,

John and Ted,

Even his own boy lost his head.

-the Girl in the White Pinafore, edited

Merry it is while summer ylast

With fowl’s song.

Oc now nigheth wind’s blast

And weather strong.

Ay, ay! What this night is long.

And I with well mickle wrong

Sorrow and mourn and fast.

-Miri It Is While Summer Ilast