moon phases

Started this before change to "New Blogger", as backup in case of trouble with digiphoto blog "In a Small Dark Room", or rants & links blog "Hello Cruel World" . Useful - at one stage Dark Room was there, but like the astrophysical Dark Matter, we could't see it ... better now, but kept Just In Case.

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There is nothing. There is no God and no universe, there is only empty space, and in it a lost and homeless and wandering and companionless and indestructible Thought. And I am that thought. And God, and the Universe, and Time, and Life, and Death, and Joy and Sorrow and Pain only a grotesque and brutal dream, evolved from the frantic imagination of that same Thought.
Mark Twain (letter to Joseph Twichell after his wife's death)
[me, on a bad day]

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Limerick Competition, James O'Loghlin's ABC 702 Sydney (2BL) evening program.
The subject was "Something you have that you don't want", with the 'bonus' word "cake".

Three houses, two cars and a hole -
One in my body and one in my soul -
    Organising a wake,
    Not a wedding cake,
These were neither my hopes nor my goal.

Several other people poetized about unwanted weight, one went all postmodernly self-referential and used the subject of the subject. There were some lovely ones, and as usual a couple that didn't fit the 'limerick' form. Someday I'll get my fancy radio-tape-CD unit to have good radio reception so I can tape these. Also, as often, I don't think my absolute favourite won. Oh well.

Could do it this week because I'd been home sick (possibly overdid at the gym on Monday, nasty diaphram seizure). Spent most of the day out on the floor, on top of a couple of cushions and a sheepfleece car seat cover rescued from last council cleanup in good condition.

Have another one from a couple of weeks back where I left work early for a medical appointment, so again could spend mental energy & time composing. Must find it & put it up here. The bonus word was 'kitchen'. Trying to remember the exact subject, something about place?, but I wrote about finding a cockroach making a noise in the kitchen.
If I really go back, I have a whole "Saga in Limerick Form" about my trip through Victoria with the wildflower folk.
[permalink] posted by Mez at 9:30 am