Inteligence

Oddly I would say that confidence can easilly work against intelligence.  It can seem as a display, like peacoking, yet miss many signs of important thinking, especially when it is obvious that someone is really over confident.  This is rather a road to making stupid mistakes.

More on poetry.

Sometimes I am not sure if I can write a poem and my confidence is weak.  I know that I am smart enough but the muse seems gone.  At times like this I take a leap of faith and just begin writing and let the speed of my writing attempt to call the muse in while I am writing.  Needless to say I end up erasing a lot where the poem began, as it bagan some lines later down.

There was plenty good amount of special in this amazing day.


So then what's the theme not..

1.  Not a theme about weeping a lake out of my eyes.

2.  Not a theme of waking up stressed in the morning.

3.  Not a theme that means internet empty calories.

4.  Not a theme of Less Wicked Land.

5.  Not a theme of big brother conspicies.

6.  Not a theme of read and read and read!

7.  Not mrore troll days.

I'm on my way!

Mouse could not find Alice

Alice oh Alice

Where are you

Where are you darling dearest

There is nothing to fear

Night is here

And there is the forest

It is dark there

And almost perfect

For dream to rise

Like ghosts in the middle

Of the nightmare

There is blood red rain

It sounds bad

But then there is day

Then the air clearith

The decline is done

All the sighs die

As the sun shineth

Mercy is kind

Dreams wait beyond lights

Wipe those tears away

There is nothing to fear

It is a rainbow

The mood is gay

Wipe those tears away

Even love will have it's day

Shining upon your silly face

Love like orange shadows

Leap torwards space

And there is change.