Journals of Lord Malinov

the poetry of madness

ready

You are complete unto yourself
Until you possess this knowledge
You are loved
But
You are not ready to love

Understanding your wholeness
Allows your love to transcend
The incompleteness you yearn to feel complete

Until you learn to take care of yourself
You cannot take care of anyone else
Only strength can lend strength
Dependence becomes destruction

I was imagining what I would like to say to my son, to help him as he approaches his destiny with the furies.  My children, bless their hearts, are burdened with the intense struggles of brilliant minds.  I do what I can to prepare them for the journey they will be living.

Sunday.  I can't believe it's still Sunday.

M

posted by: Malinov at 09:30 | link | comments (1) |

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#1  04 December 2005 - 21:27

 

Wise words, as usual. Something that is proved true more and more each day.

All you can do is try to prepare them for what lies ahead. Hopefully they'll listen and take it to heart.

solyluna

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