Alone Again

ALONE AGAIN

One Day You Asked Me

"Which Is More Important;

My Life Or Yours?"

I Said Mine

And You Walked Away

Never Knowing,

That

You Are My Life

I Watched You Go

Hoping One Day You Would Decide

To Look Back

And Knowing That When You Do

I Will Still Be There

Enough

Words,
perhaps advice
perhaps in jest
Echoing in my head.
For all those I have known
Have confirmed the things I haven't been and haven't done.
There is one word that seems to be the center of it all
"Enough"
I've heard it so much,
"You are not-
Emotional, Pretty, Thin, Social, Happy, Smiling, Forgiving, Self Worthy, Compassionate, Confident, Patient"
It seems I have failed in becoming what was intended of me.
I'm sorry.
I was never
"Enough"

Pray For Us Sinners

Queen of Los Angeles

Hail Mary,

Pray for us sinners,

Now and at the hour of our Death I love this shot! It seems to just depict Los Angeles perfectly for me. The palm trees, the history, the Catholic influence. Perhaps the reason the image calls to be is that reminds me of my childhood. I attended a private Catholic School and we always celebrated Mary as the "Queen of the Angles". The phrasing was perfect with this image, Queen of Los Angeles.
Her face appears so serene. I must admit that depictions of Mary were always my favorite of all the religious works I was forced to endure. And I will also say this, the true meaning behind the Rosary was to meditate (much like Buddhist) and be at peace , so I did enjoy that also.
Do you suppose she's looking at me thinking "Why do you always say you used to be Catholic?"

Conqueror Worm??

Ok for those of you who know me or follow this blog, you know that I have an unusual sometimes morbid sense of humor. You also know that I love cemeteries and Edgar Allan Poe. Therefore, when I came across the shot below, I had to take it. How often do you get to see a chicken in a cemetery in the middle of Downtown Los Angeles? I know chickens like worms, so it truly make sense that they'd enjoy a nice fat cemetery worm. That in turn made me think of The Conqueror Worm.

"The curtain , a funeral pall,

Comes down with the rush of a storm,

While the Angels, all pallid and wan,

Uprising, unveiling affirm

That the play is the tragedy, "Man"

And it's hero, The Conqueror Worm."

The moral of this story though dear readers, is that the worm is not really the Conqueror if it gets eaten by the chicken. It is the Chicken, who sups on worms fattened by human remains, (in an extended way, eating us,) who is the Conqueror. In the End, the chickens have their revenge on mankind.

Something to think about, that might be enough to make you lay off chicken huh?

Angels Among The Trees

Fair Youth Beneath The Trees, Thou Canst Not Leave

Thy Song, Nor Ever Can Those Trees Be Bare

Never, Never Canst thou Kiss,

Yet Do Not Grieve;

She Cannot Fade, Though Thou Hast Not Thy Bliss,

Forever Wilt Thou Love, And She Be Fair!

Thou Shalt Remain, In Midst Of Woe

A Friend

To Whom Thou Say'st,

"Beauty Is Truth, Truth Beauty,- That Is All

Ye Know On Earth, and All Ye Need To Know."
Photos by Wendie, Poetry by John Keats

Gandhi World Peace Memorial

Ashes of Mahatma Gandhi
I took these shots at The Lake Shrine in California; that is the only place outside of India that the ashes of this great thinker reside

"You must be the change you want to see in the world""Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever. "" I believe that a man is the strongest soldier for daring to die unarmed. "

"Non-violence is the greatest force at the disposal of mankind. It is mightier than the mightiest weapon of destruction devised by the ingenuity of man.

"My religion is based on truth and non-violence. Truth is my God. Non-violence is the means of realising Him"....

That may be one of my favorite quotes by Gandhi. While I can not claim to be as wise or patient, a friend of mine reminded me of my own Non Violent way of social protest. When I was in school (college and high school) anytime I was forced to fill out a form or test that asked for "Race" I would always mark the "Other" box and write in "Human" Of course the test givers never appreciated it, but I never changed it because my answer to them was "Human is a race, are you saying it is not? or Are you saying I am not Human? Why should my race matter in a test?" The test givers, I believe, to avoid lawsuits, usually just stammered a reply. I stood my ground, and the only race that was ever listed under my name, was the only one I feel should matter:

"Human"