Journals of Lord Malinov

the poetry of madness

in flight

I discovered within myself the strength to push forward, to undertake my grand vision, taking those simple steps into a better future.

The same thing we do every night.

Tearing down the process into a long sequence of simple steps, requiring myself to take each step myself to discover the bumps and slips for myself.

My imagination soars.

The episodes that make me laugh best is when a good natured soul takes a look at my beginning and assuming that I will be taking the path tested by so many others, offers me advice.  The laugh comes and goes. 

When I don't exercise, my muscles tighten and ache.  Partly it reflects the tension that surrounds me.  Relax.  Ahhhhhhh.

The kids have been over since last night, which is fun and exhausting, a short break from the intense bout of patent work.  The boys and I have learned a number of new ways to play.  Cats took Tess and her friends for a marathon shopping expedition, which still hasn't come to a close.  Hmmm. 

Enjoy,

Malinov

posted by: Malinov at 19:16 | link | comments (2) |

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#1  23 June 2005 - 17:28

 

malinov, oh malinov!!!

O brother, where art thou?

GuineaPigPower

#2  26 June 2005 - 21:28

 

yes you have been so terribly quiet! are you okay?

moonglow

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