Let's have the courage to dream!

 

“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.” 
― Robert FulghumAll I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten


Philosophy 101:

Just got some serious flak: My philosophy is seriously lacking! I have nothing to say for myself, just quotes by others.

When traversing this site, you'll find it is richly flavored with quotes. But there is a serious catch there. The quotes were collected selectively.

But isn't that the point of life and the lifestyle we choose? We choose selectively or otherwise we have to remember selectively...

(can be convenient, too...).


You can space out and focus on the things you don't have or you can choose what you want and make it yours.

Some people give up and find out at the end of their lives that they selected the wrong things, that they focused on the negatives, the things they did NOT want. Others never found a tree to climb in the jungle of life.

My answer: whatever makes your boat float...

But seriously... been there, done that...



Now I just want to selectively choose my lifestyle. Making this site both inspires and guides me in that endeavor. Of course, I hope this site will do the same for you as it does for me.

Should there be any Mistakes, in all Cases, I presume Innocence as in "I err, therefore I am" ---

 Fallor, Ergo Sum   (with a great TED talk about 'being Wrong')

Philosophy 102:

"In addition to our being Cat-info aggregators, we're also Cat-info alligators always on the prowl for fresh meat, and end up having to invent much of it. Like Breatharians who live on prana."

Philosophy 103:

Denial of the following modus operandus: 

Don't go near the water until you have learned how to swim.


When I first heard Shakespeare's Sonnet 18 "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?", I thought it was about the sea... 

                              Sonnet 18                               

Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

–William Shakespeare

And its best rendition...


When writing about 'stuff', just remember...



 

Ocean's Symphony

My pale white feet surrendered with each step into the warmth of sand
Approaching the chill of the ocean's touch my body trembled with each roaring demand
Each beat of my heart ached evermore as I made my way to the roaring sea
And as the energy coursed through my body, I knew my song is the Ocean's symphony

Dear God I could feel your mighty creation calling for me from mother Ocean blue
The overbearing and crushing waves brought forth shells once alive and true
But still I walked with the grace of dreams grasping me by the hand
I was soon to be submerged in an element that far exceeds the thrills of land

Now surrounded by embracing waters of purples blues and greens
I dove deeper to grasp a fantasy that is far more real than it seems
I didn't belong back there...surrounded by the heats and confines of the ground
I belonged here...floating aimlessly in ocean currents where life and love abound

I could feel the spirits of those animals so close within my reach
They live their lives in harmony without the noise and waste of speech
Every breath not taken was worth the time spent under the crashing waves
It is calm down here...and it is where my heart belongs...where it is finally safe

And then I could hear my name being called by a largely overbearing soul
I felt this pull of memories and lies as the sound made my heart grow cold
I made my way back to the shore with the water trailing over my hair
And as I took one last look, my glance became an awe-filled stare

The waves screamed their goodbyes with the sea foam trailing in
And with the sunset beaming over, the details of its beauty shan't even begin to begin
I was struck by a deep, sensible wonder as to how far and how much my eye could see
Before my feet made their way inland to leave behind the Ocean's Symphony