Tuesday, May 7, 2013

REMEMBERING THOSE TRULY PLACID MOMENTS…

Desiderata…WORDS FOR LIFE


Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.


Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with ‘God’,
whatever you conceive [such force] to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace with your soul.


With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful…
Strive to be happy.




(… no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should). 






          Hats off to the graduate!!!!

 

WE’RE VERY PROUD, NOT JUST OF

YOUR ACCOMPLISHMENTS,



Tuesday, March 19, 2013

i.e., MORE THAN ‘JUST’ A BORDERLINE:

“California Dreamer turned killer”
Narcissist/Borderline/Sociopath

Is she, or isn’t she, that horrific triad of disaster?
                                         Only her [Maricopa] hairdresser knows for sure…




 “The defects and faults of the mind are like wounds in the body. After all imaginable care has been taken to heal them, there will [forever] be a scar left behind.”
                                      François de La Rochefoucauld

 



Simmering  alone in their indescribable scars … an interior prison from which there seems no escape … no gentle egress … no negotiable exit.”



Alone
by Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.



                                      Then, in my childhood, in the dawn
                                      Of a most stormy life- was drawn

From every depth of good and ill
The mystery ‘of which’ can bind me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me…flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the heavens still shone blue)
Of a demon in my view. 


 


















The yearning for remembered certitudes…
          (pretty much sums up the festering internal chaos of the borderline)




















“I am here; more than that, I do not know…further than that, I cannot go

                                                                      Franz Kafka




RE: Defense for murder?  No…even the most ‘neediest’ of borderlines retains the capacity to discern ‘right from wrong’. Their inborn fear of abandonment falls far short of a genuine defense vis-à-vis explicit bloodshed. Yet, should one fortuitously afflicted with the ‘dreaded demonic trifecta’ be spared the death penalty based on insanity, alone; i.e., even if the latter is not openly alleged?

That remains for the jury to decide…







Princess Diana was also presumed to suffer the incertitudes of the borderline personality disorder, per one biographer. Her characteristic fragility and labile mood swings are viewed as the decisive imprimatur.
 
Such ‘lability’ leads to bruises…
[hence] most everyone around them loses


 

Monday, February 18, 2013

YET, WHEN A CHILD IS BORN, SO IS A “MOM”…






















 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


 


 
 




Even though today is the ‘official one’, we look forward to celebrating with you this week-end.

XOXOX

Thursday, February 14, 2013

VALENTINE, UNDEFINED … [imperfect, invincible]




This oddly wrought thing

Considered “heart”:

i.e., the human heart.



Obtuse in love,

Its true angles

Juxtaposed towards

Four warmly-lit chambers.



Placid leaflets

Beat with velvet cadence,

Pouring forth particles

Burned of former days.

 
Yet, it takes up so little
Room, perched within
This chitinous cage,
The prongs of which
Knowingly exhale, now and then.



And there are no flawlessly

Drawn curves, nor perfectly

Poised cut-outs, a propos

The ‘real thing’.



Still, the feel of it

At certain times,

Is enough to spin kindly

Smiles upon the silent

Sands of time…

This odd-shaped thing
We call our heart,

Summons blank verse
Only to add its own

Emblem, etched by tides
Of grief and joy:

It surprises us
Into tears when
We very least expect it.

(and that is why I’ve saved the key)...
  Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connait point...

Copyright 2-14-2013 Lisa Porter-Grenn