I am "King" in this kingdom speak my name and interpret- this inheritance one day for marriage I'll forfeit Last name will be gone, set sail like the many ships from Otaru's
shores
Yes I am also she, in the Land of the rising Sun, "River running through the sandy beaches", Sweet sea breeze- Waters filled with God's creatures Land centuries old, growing population, Economy booming from water import-exportation
In the Land of the rising Sun.Home to the known cherry blossom, Immovable I sit within Hokkaido's bosom
So I and the Land of the rising sun... Where lies our connection? Only a matter of English- I am "King" and still "River running through the sandy Beaches"- To Asia's East- time and space, To Africa's West- title graced I am Lord, I am Earth and Sky I am "OTARU"
Its happening at the dVerse ˜ Poets pub: Its all about Asia tonight! You’re more than welcome to join in the fun!
(Picture culled from Google.com)
Non-mythical creature that hunts its prey most times the midnight hour Lures it home for a nightcap and somewhere in between will say
"excuse me while I take a shower"
Time passes and by virtue of alcoholic venom his prey relaxes, Defense mechanism deactivated - Here is where his chance is!
His deep stare, paralyzing, undressing his victim before his hands do Having his wicked way, by morning through - his victim turned to stone
rests as another trophy on his mental mantle.
A lot of us hear the word “Genius” and the first thought that comes to mind is “a person with an abnormally high IQ”- True, …but how many of us know the original meaning of the word?
According to ancient Roman mythology the Genius (plural in Latin genii) was said to have been the guiding spirit or Tutelary(a deity or spirit who is a guardian, patron or protector) of a person, family, nation, culture or occupation… Well it can be said that in today’s world blogging has become a sort of culture and to some extent an occupation for most. Sadly a lot of bloggers (such as yours truly) tend to battle a lot with “Writer’s block”.
I was introduced to the video below about a month and a half ago but never really paid attention to the power of the message until today- In it Elizabeth Gilbert, Author of the Book “Eat, Pray, Love” gives a TedTalk titled “Your elusive creative Genius“, educating people on the power of the Artistic Genius.
It spoke to me as a writer and poet …well not the aspiring professional writer/poet type, just the type who posts what she can, when she can 🙂
I hope Gilbert’s presentation speaks to you too….
ENJOY! 🙂
Now did you REALLY watch it? 😉
Perhaps I should throw in a pop quiz just to be sure! 😛
Anyway, after listening to Elizabeth Gilbert’s message I basically developed a whole new perspective of the term “Writer’s Block”, and a less defeatist attitude towards it.
… Be it Muse, Genius or Tetulary, I prefer the idea that we writers of any kind aren’t the ones carrying the burden of creativity, we just need to be open to the spirit(s) that guides us towards the path and when they don’t show up to inspire us when expected, we ought not despair! It only means they’ve got something super HOT steering, thus patience is required.
However, this form of logic also makes me wonder… “What spirit guides me when I write my pieces?” … Do you know what spirits guide you?… 😐
Thanks for stopping by! And thanks “Genius” for such a wonderful contribution …hehe!
Irresistible! Sky making love to my mind ...I reach for my phone
No matter its pose The heavens bare such beauty ...even in pixels
NB:Both shots were taken by me 🙂 from my Blackberry, and edited on Instagram 😉
Can't touch, won't dare touch!Can't taste... might as well swallow...I look, and it hurts
Life deals a joker
Set at odds with my desire
...Love is paradox
Consider I not the sweet but sour my teeth do gnash this late night hour
Sorrow makes the news... a constant reality as Love gains distance from humanity
A crimson generation we've become No fire works, we prefer guns and exploding bombs
And to what end is all the killing- what creed? lives-limbs lost, fulfilling what need?!
She could have been our mother, They could have been your kin
... They were!
They are!
I am!
We are!
So whats with all the blood spilling?
...O Love be our volition to find! That this generation may regain its title- "Man-KIND"
(Googled picture)
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is KINDNESS- Dalai Lama
Festival King 