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Friday Aug 12, 2011
Sonnet Fourteen by William Shakespeare
Friday Aug 12, 2011
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Sonnet XIV
by William Shakespeare
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck;
And yet methinks I have astronomy,
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well,
By oft predict that I in heaven find:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art
As truth and beauty shall together thrive,
If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;
Or else of thee this I prognosticate:
Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.
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Sonnet 14
Thursday Aug 11, 2011
Sonnet Thirteen by William Shakespeare
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Sonnet XIII
by William Shakespeare
O, that you were yourself! But, love, you are
No longer yours than you yourself here live:
Against this coming end you should prepare,
And your sweet semblance to some other give.
So should that beauty which you hold in lease
Find no determination: then you were
Yourself again after yourself's decease,
When your sweet issue your sweet form should bear.
Who lets so fair a house fall to decay,
Which husbandry in honor might uphold
Against the stormy gusts of winter's day
And barren rage of death's eternal cold?
O, none but unthrifts! Dear my love, you know
You had a father: let your son say so.
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Sonnet 13
Thursday Aug 11, 2011
Sonnet Twelve by William Shakespeare
Thursday Aug 11, 2011
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Sonnet XII
by William Shakespeare
When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow;
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defense
Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.
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Sonnet 12
Thursday Aug 11, 2011
Sonnet Eleven by William Shakespeare
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Sonnet XI
by William Shakespeare
As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou growest
In one of thine, from that which thou departest;
And that fresh blood which youngly thou bestowest
Thou mayst call thine when thou from youth convertest.
Herein lives wisdom, beauty and increase:
Without this, folly, age and cold decay:
If all were minded so, the times should cease
And threescore year would make the world away.
Let those whom Nature hath not made for store,
Harsh featureless and rude, barrenly perish:
Look, whom she best endow'd she gave the more;
Which bounteous gift thou shouldst in bounty cherish:
She carved thee for her seal, and meant thereby
Thou shouldst print more, not let that copy die.
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Sonnet 11
Wednesday Aug 10, 2011
Together by Dane Allred
Wednesday Aug 10, 2011
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Together
by Dane Allred
When I think of us together,
I smile.
There is something we are when we are in each other’s company.
Something that doesn’t exist when we are apart.
The two of us together make up more than two.
We have a family,
But those children aren’t us.
We have a home,
But that home isn’t us.
When you reach out and take my hand,
That is when we combine
Into one thought,
One purpose
That is us.
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Potential by Dane Allred
Wednesday Aug 10, 2011
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Potential
by Dane Allred
You have unlimited potential.
As an intelligence, you have existed forever.
Deep down inside you know this to be true.
You were never created, but have always been.
We were in that Bright Space together,
Our experiences shared,
Knowing all there was to know.
We knew there was more possible.
There was more we could achieve.
But that meant leaving the Bright Space
And all that we had ever known.
That also meant we would forget
All that we had ever known.
We are here to learn all we can before
We return to the Bright Space.
We will all be together again.
But until then we are here to do something.
That thing you are here to do.
That inner potential you carry about with you,
That can help you accomplish
Those things you need to do.
The prospect of what will be lives in you.
We are pools of unlimited potential.
When we see all that is possible for ourselves,
When we consider all we could achieve,
There is that promising glint
Of what could be,
Of what might be.
Only you know what that is.
Watch for that spark of familiarity
Next time you seem to recognize someone.
That person you meet who it seems you have seen before.
The person who you seem to have met before.
Somewhere.
Someplace.
They may be here to help you accomplish that thing you need to do.
Or you may just be recognizing someone
You once knew from very long ago.
As the Universe shrinks,
And we find ourselves acquainted
With those we were with before,
The potential of the universe expands,
When we work together now to learn all there is to learn.
When we are all together again in that Bright Space,
We will share all we have come to know
As only we could know
As we live our own individual lives,
Apart, and yet connected with all the power of the Universe.
There is nothing we cannot accomplish together.
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High Ho Silver
Tuesday Aug 09, 2011
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High Ho Silver
One of the most traumatic events of my youth occurred when I was eight or nine. I had been given my first horse which was all mine. It was a grey Shetland pony who I think was named Flicka, but that may just be too much adolescent television talking. I think I may have tried to forget this particular pet's name subconsciously, and the why of that statement will become evident in a moment.
I had experience with horses from when I was younger. I've been told that one night I was out in the barn while Dad was working on one of the horses. I walked too near the backside and received a complimentary kick across the barn. Apparently the horse caught me right in the chest, and since I couldn't have been more than 5 years old, was promptly deposited against the nearest barn wall. Ouch.
But back to the Shetland pony. This particular horse was not very nice. I remember being bit several times, even when trying to feed the stupid horse. I had hay fever, so I didn't have to worry about feeding the horse too much - my dad had other horses which he fed at the same time.
I was allergic to the horse a bit, but it was still too much fun to ride to let that get in the way. After saddling up the mini-saddle on the mini-horse, I could pretend I was galloping through the Wild West. Mostly though I was galloping through my still developing neighborhood. I did have the sniffles for a while after every ride, but it was glorious fun until the day we jumped the ditch.
If you have never been on a horse, one of the important things to remember is that you often have to straighten your legs in the stirrups of the saddle or you may wind up on the ground. This includes when the horse might buck, jump or when the ride is just too rough.
This is especially true when jumping ditches.
We were tooling around the small fields which hadn't been turned into building lots yet, and there was this small ditch which ran across the center of the fields. It was probably only a foot deep, but it was a serious enough jump for the small horse that I should have had the sense to stand up briefly in the stirrups and avoid getting dumped off the back.
You guessed it. I bounced when the horse landed on the other side, fell off the back of the smallish horse, and continued to follow.
My right foot was caught in the stirrup. This meant that the pony, which didn't like me all that much to begin with, was now dragging me across the fields which contained various rocks, tall weeds, and other exciting stuff to scrape my back upon.
My shirt had immediately shot up around my armpits, which made it difficult to try to reach up and disengage the boot from the stirrup. The brambles and the dirt were scrapping up my back pretty well, and the stupid horse showed no sign of stopping.
I don't know if the horse was enjoying the romp or was just scared since it was dragging this big weight behind it. It didn't seem to matter which was the reason. The horse just kept running.
Every once in a while the horse slowed up a bit and I could try to reach my boot again. The worst news is that every time I got close to being able to get the boot out of the stirrup, the horse would kick me right in the forehead.
I must have been kicked in the head seven or eight times. Ever since then I felt I was destined to be a performer.
Finally the horse came too close to a home which was being built nearby, and a neighborhood father was able to grab the reins and stop the mayhem.
I sat up slowly and released my boot. I stood and pulled my shirt down my now scratched and bleeding back. I took the reins from the man who stood looking at me like an alien. Here was a kid who had been dragged across the field and had been kicked in the head several times.
And I was still walking upright.
Double ouch.
I walked home very slowly, unsaddled the horse and put it back in the pen.
When I went inside, I told my mom I wanted to sell the horse. She looked at me and the horse was gone in a week. It almost makes me wish the urban myths about people who like to eat horse flesh were true. I don't hold that grudge anymore, but then I haven't ridden many horses lately.
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Abundance Obstacles July 31
Saturday Aug 06, 2011
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Sonnet Ten by William Shakespeare
Saturday Aug 06, 2011
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Sonnet X
by William Shakespeare
For shame! Deny that thou bear'st love to any,
Who for thyself art so unprovident.
Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many,
But that thou none lovest is most evident;
For thou art so possess'd with murderous hate
That 'gainst thyself thou stick'st not to conspire.
Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate
Which to repair should be thy chief desire.
O, change thy thought, that I may change my mind!
Shall hate be fairer lodged than gentle love?
Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind,
Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove:
Make thee another self, for love of me,
That beauty still may live in thine or thee.
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Sonnet 10
Saturday Aug 06, 2011
Sonnet Nine by William Shakespeare
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Sonnet IX
by William Shakespeare
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
That thou consumest thyself in single life?
Ah! If thou issueless shalt hap to die.
The world will wail thee, like a makeless wife;
The world will be thy widow and still weep
That thou no form of thee hast left behind,
When every private widow well may keep
By children's eyes her husband's shape in mind.
Look, what an unthrift in the world doth spend
Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it;
But beauty's waste hath in the world an end,
And kept unused, the user so destroys it.
No love toward others in that bosom sits
That on himself such murderous shame commits.
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Sonnet 9