Saturday, July 22, 2017

Princess Of My Mind to Detective Doctor, At Your Service 
A lover is taken away by the madness of a dream 
An event is taken away by the madness of names 


Princess Of My Mind (sonnet) 

Silently listen stardust in her name
Softly she comes to claim my dreams away
Forever’s tomorrows won’t be the same
As long as moonlight falls within her sway
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Timelessly glisten princess of my mind
Searching out reasons buried in my heart
Why I dare dream a fate so ill designed
This mad fantasy would tear me apart
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Patiently christen vessel of my fate
To love a memory which can’t come true
The shadows of my tears can’t now abate
The realms which formed this wall ‘tween me and you
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And with a kiss she pardons in the dawn
Silently listen where my love has gone 


What is this dream that takes possession of him in this sonnet? This looks like a Shakespearean sonnet. An iambic pentameter is a line of verse with five metrical feet, each foot consisting of one short (or unstressed) syllable followed by one long (or stressed) syllable: for example, And with a kiss she pardons in the dawn. A Shakespearean sonnet is composed of 14 lines of iambic pentameter. Although this fancy contains 14 lines of 10 beats, the lines are not all iambic pentameter.

I recall one (of many) enchanting evenings. Arlene and I went to the Moonraker, in Pacifica. The Moonraker is a seafood restaurant with an unbelievable view of the Pacific. Arlene and I were seated by the window. As we enjoyed our meal we were caught in the spell of the sun kissing the ocean. Or was it Arlene's eyes? The magic of the moment sparked something more in those stars. After dinner, not to loose the moment, we went to Nick's Rockaway. Nick's is a restaurant/bar with live music and dancing, just a short stroll across the street. As luck would have it, the band had a slight Latin flavor. Our favorite flavor on the dance floor. A few dances, a few drinks, the magic deepened. The band knew how to keep us on the dance floor. It was a quiet clear warm night, so Arlene and I decided to take or enchantment under the moon and star lit sky of the shores. As we strolled the music of Nick's was in the breeze, as if to urge us on. A simple dinner turned into so much more. Rather than drive back to the city, we got a room, with a view, at a hotel, there. We were lost in love. I remember the next morning, over coffee, looking at Arlene against the magic of the Pacific Ocean, imaging all the places our love had gone the night before. 

(I bet, after reading this story, "...where my love has gone". from the sonnet, takes on new meaning.)

It is a wonderful world. By wonderful, I mean full of admiration, amazement, astonishment, awe,
respect, reverence, veneration; curiosity, interest, surprise... What I am trying to illustrate is this is an unbelievable world, filled with thing like the word "wonder": which means so much more. Is it any wonder no two people see anything alike? Everything we see, feel, experience, take in, reject... everything is seasoned by something else. Something else unique to us. It is a marvel that we can we can communicate at all. This is very important when dealing with others. There is an excellent chance their world is not the same as ours. We have enough of challenge ordering our own life. Listen. Take in what they are expressing. We do not have to accept what is being said to us, but we should listen. Try not to judge the other person. Keep in mind their world may be quite different. The key word is "Listen". Listen to the world all around us. It is indeed a "wonder". We are a wonder. Listen. grow and Enjoy.


Talk about listening, let's listen to this beautiful song: Bandari "Princess of the Moon" 

There can be strange wonder in confusion 


"Who's on First?" is a comedy routine made famous by Abbott and Costello. The premise of the sketch is that Abbott is identifying the players on a baseball team for Costello, but their names and nicknames can be interpreted as non-responsive answers to Costello's questions. For example, the first baseman is named "Who"; thus, the utterance "Who's on first" is ambiguous between the question ("Which person is the first baseman?") and the answer ("The name of the first baseman is 'Who'"). 
The folks at Studio C take this concept to a new, more confusing height. "Detective Doctor, At Your Service" 


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Thursday, July 20, 2017

She Hears Him Coming to Dating A Gold Digger 
One girl is waiting for him 
One girl has him right where she wants him 


She Hears Him Coming (Shakespearean sonnet) 

She hears his coming there among the trees
Her heart prepares to greet another day
Where kisses are the whispers of the breeze
And rainbows are the tears of yesterday
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She hears his voice again call out her name
A song which sets her spinning in a whirl
While torrents make her passions hard to tame
And there another truth begins to twirl
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She hears the sound like lightning hit the ground
Confusing voices rush to fill the air
A world of shadows flowing all around
She could not see the body lying there
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Again she hears him coming from the trees
He is the hope her dreams try to appease 


A tree keeps a maiden's dream alive in this Shakespearean sonnet. Here we weave a haunting sonnet, It uses an echo effect by starting each quatrain with "She hears". After the tragedy is revealed "she hears" is less dominant. This sonnet returns to the beginning, rhyme in the rhyming couplet, to give the effect of an unending round. 

There was a girl, Gabriel, who fell in love with a guy. The problem was, this guy was married. Here is were the story gets fascinating. Gabriel honestly tried to get this guy out of her mind, or at least try to dampen her feelings. She couldn't. Everything reminded her of him. She couldn't think of anything but him. She loved him very much. So much that she couldn't ruin his marriage. His happiness became the outlet of love. She managed to become the caretaker of his children. More than this, she did little things around the house to free up some extra time for his wife to spend time with him. She became Auntie Gabriel to the kids. She never got a boyfriend aside the guy. To her, that would be cheating, In time, the wife noticed how Gabriel was looking at her husband. Gabriel told her the whole depth of her love. I will end the story here. What would you do? 

People like Gabriel actually exist. She actually exists. She was just one person to cross my my path who was outside the norm. Outside the norm? What is the norm? Are we within the norm? Ever notice that there are many flavors of ice cream? That is: if we even like ice cream. Yes, people are different. But what is normal? That we are all right handed? Or even that we are all either male or female? (Sexuality issues) Even our languages. Note the "s" in languages. Then there are dialects and accents of the same language. One shouldn't talk with their mouth full of food, unless it is culturally acceptable. "Thou shall not kill" ...except. What is normal today may not have been normal yesterday. What is normal in one household may not be normal in another; just down the street; a friend. Yet we all stand in lines. We generally get along. There is a sense of "common sense". What is the norm? We are wonders. So Enjoy.


Here is some music for a maiden waiting: Maryse Briffa "Winds Of Hope" 

Now for the other side of the coin 


Amy Irving is an actress who married Steven Spielberg in 1985.  The couple was notoriously on and off and before they were married, Willie Nelson apparently broke the two up for a while. That little romance cost Irving the part in the Indiana Jones film Steven Spielberg was shooting at the time. They eventually rekindled and wed. The two were married only 4 years before getting a divorce. She received a settlement of close to $100 million. Gold digger?
Here's another story. "Dating a Gold Digger | Anwar Jibawi" 


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Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Their Night to Anime Fidget Spinners 
A couple meets their night 
A hero meets his night 


Their Night (Italian sonnet) 

And there we were two lovers met their night
Our guiding star so brightly showed the way
Upon our path which flowers kept in sight
And with each kiss the promises of day
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So off we went two children lost to hope
Enjoying youth and all which followed it
Our gentle worries kisses helped us cope
Until we found our path had grown a split
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Then came the clouds who helped confound our star
And paths with signs and promises of more
Each step forebodes the warnings of a scar
Our kisses wane to wander far from shore
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But through the rain of pain our star returns
What strange new path now sees us holding tight
What strain of fate has kisses for concerns
For there we were true lovers met their night


Two lovers successfully pass through the hardship of life in this Italian sonnet. An Italian sonnet is just like a Shakespearean sonnet except that instead of ending with a rhyming couplet another quatrain is thrown in. In this one the normal rhyme pattern is broken as the sonnet tries to show the return of the lovers by making the last line very similar to the first line. (Normal rhyme pattern: A/B/AB C/D/C/D E/F/E/F G/H/G/H.) 

Arlene and I were pretty blessed, as far as life and its hardships was concerned. After leaving our dream " Castle in the Sky" we moved to that apartment in the Richmond district. It was in that apartment that our love would be tested. I am unsure what it was that turned two lovers against one another. Somehow Arlene and I survived as a couple, as partners, as lovers. Not only that, we were were stronger.

As with most people, life constantly challenges us. So it was with Arlene and me. I was at work/when I get a phone call. A two year old baby had died under Arlene's care. With little notice, I left work to rush home and be with Arlene. In the quiet of the taxi the unreality of what Arlene must be going through was filling up my mind. When I arrived home there were three police cars parked outside. Arlene was at the kitchen table with two officers. It seems the child fell off a small toy horse and had a "freak" and fatal accident in the front room. When the officers left, I was alone with a confused stranger who needed comforting. I only had one purpose. The details of what exactly happened were not as important as seeing Arlene back from whatever she was going though. It was so strange that the "horrors" of that Richmond apartment would give us the strength to wake up from this nightmare.

Life is a wonder. A bad experience gave a couple the strength to meet a worse experience. Oh yes, they could have met this calamity without their former hardship. Let's look at things another way, From the moment we are born we start to learn. (Some think the learning process begins earlier.) As we learn, we can take advantage. or more readily adjust, to other things. First we walk, then we run. Our first love (that pillow or blanket) leaves us and it is the end of the world, But we learn. We grow. Scientifically: it is nerves and chemicals. For those of us of a spiritual nature: throw in a touch of something else. Either way, it is amazing. Throw in our food. Not just those things we eat and drink, but the things we experience. The wonder of it. It all helps us grow. And as we grow, let us Enjoy.


One more gift: Barry Gibb "One Night For Lover" 

We knew this was coming 


A fidget spinner is a toy that consists of a bearing in the center of a multi-lobed flat structure made from metal or plastic designed to spin along its axis with little effort. The Guardian, The New York Times and the New York Post credit Catherine Hettinger, a chemical engineer by training, for inventing the devise. As one might suspect, it wouldn't be long until fidget spinner masters would emerge. Corridor Digital has captured the final duel of two masters. 
Place your bets, "ANIME FIDGET SPINNERS" 


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Sunday, July 16, 2017

Some words to Mayweathor VS McGregor 
Some words just fall short between lovers 
Some words just fall short between rivals 


Some Words (Shakespearean sonnet) 

Was in some words the couple didn’t know
Some keys to unlock meanings which they felt
Some islands in a world about to melt
Some memories for passion set to grow
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They searched their hearts and seasons of their souls
To draw an instant ever dare not change
They glanced how vast and endless feelings range
What could they say to last such lavish tolls
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Each second turned to years of endlessness
Each heartbeat sang of hopes in lovers’ eyes
Each silence welcomed warm and longing sighs
Was there some form to all this senselessness
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Unclear what form gave meaning to amiss
Was in some words known only to a kiss


Two lovers lost for words to express themselves is the swirl of this Shakespearean sonnet. There are some major ironies here. First note that the couple's search (three lines beginning with "some") in the first quatrain is answered by waiting (three lines beginning with "each")  in the third quatrain. The sonnet ends with the same four words it began with. The biggest irony in this poem about a couple's search for words is: This is a sonnet. A complex one, at that. 

Of course there is something more in a kiss. Something beyond words. In fact, in most lasting relationships there are gestures, looks, senses that go far beyond what words can say. Way back in the day. At our very first dance, Arlene discovered I couldn't dance. Dancing was very important to her. So off we went. In Arlene's basement. I'm a slow learner. Arlene kept the lessons short to keep the interest high and included a lot of kissing and hugging. It's amazing, as dumb and clumsy as I was, she never gave up. Oh, I learned the footwork, but I wasn't a dancer. After years, a light went on. I became a dancer. (Just in time for our marriage.) Now, we have all heard the saying about the male leading. In fact, good dancing involves communication from both partners. Communications without words. So out on the dance floor, as the music flows, two people create magic.

The Second Edition of the Oxford English Dictionary contains 171,476 words in current use, and 47,156 obsolete words. To this there is estimated about 9,500 derivative words. Add to this, there are worlds of meanings, feelings, signals, things and beyond outside these words. Communications are not limited to spoken words. We do not even have to touch the world of the paranormal. People can and do express themselves beyond words. This is not limited to the land of lovers. Anyone familiar with baseball can observe the wordless communication going on all over the field. Even more this wordless world goes beyond us humans. Animals don't have words. They communicate with each other. They communicate with us. It's a wonder-filled world we live in. Let us open ourselves up to the many ways it is reaching out to us and Enjoy.


Let's get back to that kiss: Des'ree "I'm Kissing You" 

Let's take communications up to ridiculousness 


Floyd Joy Mayweather Jr. is an undefeated professional boxer. Widely considered to be one of the greatest boxers of all time, Conor Anthony McGregor is a professional mixed martial artist and professional boxer. He is the reigning UFC Lightweight Champion. These two are scheduled to meet in the ring August 26, 2017. A Bad Lip Reading has caught the two in a verbal confrontation. 
Okay, this may not be the exact words (or even close to them). "'MAYWEATHER VS. MCGREGOR' — A Bad Lip Reading" 


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All our words are but crumbs that fall down 
from the feast of the mind. 
Khalil Gibran