The title of this post comes from the last words I spoke before waking up from a dream. I actually shouted those words - DEN OF SCORPIONS! - rather than spoke them, in surprised alarm after finding about six big black scorpions living in a cardboard box which I'd bunged on a table sometime earlier... Continue Reading →
[Please note: This is a repost of a post I published on this blog in April 2013. If you're wondering why I'm doing reposts... the story begins the other day when I noticed that a couple of the blogs which I like to follow were reposting old posts. At first I was annoyed at them... Continue Reading →
. “I love you. I hate you. I like you. I hate you. I love you. I think you’re stupid. I think you’re a loser. I think you’re wonderful. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with you. I would never date you. I hate you. I love you….. I think... Continue Reading →
. “There's a race of men that don't fit in, A race that can't sit still; So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will. They range the field and rove the flood, And they climb the mountain's crest; Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood, And... Continue Reading →
Have you ever been caught up in an exceptional dream experience, one wherein you felt that one of your life's greatest mysteries was being answered... Suddenly you knew... It was all clear... This is your AHA moment... Then you wake up and can't remember a thing. You had it all and lost it, and there... Continue Reading →
I couldn't get to sleep last night, and once I did I had one of those dreams which explains everything to you about you, and those relationships which affect who you are, past and present, and possibly also into the future. I woke up very late, around noon (OMG!?! - courtesy of how my cat... Continue Reading →
One of the things which is often missing from stories about loners, is how hard it is to actually remain a loner when you’re in a public space. . Poorly Drawn Lines . Sit on a park bench, and, at some point, someone is going to approach you and start a conversation. Saunter through a... Continue Reading →
If you read the title of this post and figured that I was going rip a past lover to shreds in it, think again. I only have one ex in my romance history, a teenage romance story, and he's lovely. I didn't always see him that way, but then again if I look at him... Continue Reading →
A post I wrote this time last year. In it I share a link to a wonderful post by a great blogger, some extracts of an interesting book on aspects of love (seduction), and a dream which I will never forget and which had a powerful impact on me (and my approach to love).
Enjoy (sorry, it’s a long one as usual)!
Have a Happy Valentine’s Day!
A quick intro and then a story about a dream lover.
Do you remember the first time you dreamed about your ideal lover? Can you still picture him or her?
Is that first ideal lover the same as the one you dream about today?
Even if you’re warmly ensconced in a relationship with a lover, you may still have moments of wandering in the land of ideals, ideal you, ideal them, ideal love.
It’s a fun trip into the place where daydreams glow and grow. Ideals inspire us. And it is wonderful to feel inspired, the feeling lifts us up and transports us on a magic carpet ride.
This post is inspired (as in unashamedly ripping off his idea) by – Christopher Malone of The Infinite Abyss(es) – and his recent Valentine’s Day post – A Valentine, Red; A Kettle, Black: An Essay. It is a long read, but…
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. . “All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” ― Edgar Allan Poe . . . . Of what does the princess in the ivory tower dream... . Of a knight in shining armor to rescue her from such a lonely place, and carry her off on his steed... Continue Reading →
. . There are things which I used to do, which I no longer do. . And there are things which I do now, which I did not used to do. . Have I changed? . You could call what has happened... change, evolution, transformation, transmogrification... Or, simply the opening of eyes, the waking from... Continue Reading →
From an excellent blog!
Our ideals, our dreams, our wishes, our hopes, can sometimes make us vulnerable as much as they can make us strong through their inspiration.
Ideals, dreams, wishes and hopes are there to inspire us… but are not necessarily a goal to be reached.
The goal is the journey we take in trying to reach them…
The desire to reach the goal and capture it… is always there.
If someone is too good to be true… if someone is everything we ever dreamed, hoped, wished for, in another but thought was a fantasy never to be real… until we met this person who embodied our fantasy, our dream, our perfect person… are they real or are they… relying on us to believe that what is unreal is real.
Dreamer beware… be aware… the person could be real… or not.
We are all familiar with the fairy tale romances we grew up with, two come to mind, Cinderella and Snow White there is always a competition between the women for the handsome eligible prince and the most beautiful woman wins and the old mean step sisters are jealous and the wicked old witch is left alone and lonely. A bunch of cute little forest animals come to the rescue to help the poor beautiful girl be the belle of the ball and when the prince sees her he is gob smacked with her beauty and must have her. The narcissist is the perfect prince of every young girl’s dreams. In my case, James walked into the bar, our eyes literally met across a crowded bar and he was my knight in shining armor saving me from the boring pompous ass lawyer I was there to meet.
The narcissist really gets…
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I wrote this a while ago... I was going to write something new for today, something similar to this, but then my mind reminded me that I had already been there and done that so why not just use the words I had already expressed to say what I was going to say. This theme... Continue Reading →
Arianna Dormiente - photo by Sailko This past week all my dreams have been of myself sleeping. In one of these dreams I collapsed into bed exhausted, fell deeply into a sleep so heavy that I crushed my limbs under the weight of my body as I lay in a contorted position. In another... Continue Reading →
A stunning post about Narcissists and their ways, but also a philosophical insight into our own ways.
Our hopes are often beautiful dreams which inspire us and get us through tough times… and sometimes they get us into those tough times.
Awareness is a part of our personal power, awareness of others and of ourselves, so we can enjoy our dreams, take a holiday to the destination they offer us, without losing ourselves and finding that the beautiful dream is actually an advert for a nightmare.
Thank you for sharing, Kim, your blog is a wonderful oasis!
The brochure shows a beautiful, lush vacation resort. Stunning, blue waters caress white-sand beaches. The five-star hotel looks comfy and accommodating with smiling staff ready to cater to your every whim. You buy the ticket, pack your bags and catch a taxi to the airport.
The stewardesses greet you with warm smiles, take your bags and escort you to your seat. At once, you are asked your choice of cocktail and offered a scrumptious snack. Shortly after, the plane takes off and you close your eyes, imagining what life will be like when you arrive at your scenic destination.
Shortly before touching down, there is terrible turbulence. You realize the cabin crew is nowhere to be seen. You look through the window…the place at which you’ve arrived at is nothing like what you believed. The plane comes to a screeching halt and you walk feebly toward the exit. You get to…
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"The man stared at me for some time, almost incredulous of my being capable of such energy of passion and command. But when he had, by the help of his dilated eyes, and gaping mouth, appeared to satisfy himself fully of the fact, his expression suddenly changed. He appeared to feel a community of... Continue Reading →
Sweet dreams are made of this... The False Mirror by Rene Magritte I adored Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics when I first heard it back in the day… what day was that? It’s one of those songs that has become part of the soundtrack of my teenage years. Those years also known as being traumatised by... Continue Reading →
“If you look for perfection, you'll never be content.” ― Leo Tolstoy The Daily Post is whispering in my ear again asking me this time to - Tell us about a time when everything actually turned out exactly as you’d hoped - and - show us - PERFECT - in CAPS... what's all the shouting... Continue Reading →
Positive thinking and motivational gurus make a big deal about the Law of Attraction, usually pointing out that you can get whatever you want just by willing it into existence and drawing it to you. But you have to really want it with all your heart and every fibre of your being! There is some... Continue Reading →
DreamsOfMyInnerOcean by MoonVooDoo This morning I saw that there was a new Weekly Photo Challenge: Sea. I have no photographs in my archive of the sea, even though I live quite near to the coast. I thought about passing on this challenge... or taking a trip to the coast, but it's Saturday and a beautiful... Continue Reading →
"Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.” - Anthony G. Oettinger I have never been in sync with time... tick tock clock time. I have my own version of time which is flexible, makes swooshing sound and moves differently from the way we are supposed to view such a thing. It is... Continue Reading →
So last night I finally got around to watching Inception. It's a beautifully constructed screenplay and movie. I love Christopher Nolan's mind (yes, I'm one of those people who gets turned on by minds, sexually too, but mostly it's all about a shot of inspiration zapping my mind from the mind of another. ps. don't... Continue Reading →
Last night as I was drifting off to sleep, yet still half awake, I had a vision of sorts, a semi-dream. The image I saw was of a woman, her name was Georgina, though how I knew this, and why that name, I do not know. I was observing her from a distance. She was... Continue Reading →