tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401425473113451944.post8601200184162694797..comments2023-10-15T06:34:16.731-07:00Comments on Melodies: DetachedMahahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00836281820315404682noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401425473113451944.post-52215235978909856612010-01-09T11:02:51.520-08:002010-01-09T11:02:51.520-08:00Thoughts can work to help you or work against you....Thoughts can work to help you or work against you.<br>I fid I have to be selective with mu thoughts otherwise they would overtake me.<br><br>Thanks for following me. I will be back.<br><br><a href="http://granniemay.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Nuts in May</a>Maggie Mayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183886005936250976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401425473113451944.post-56489092147251323032010-01-09T16:02:54.547-08:002010-01-09T16:02:54.547-08:00for some reason, this reminded me of something I w...for some reason, this reminded me of something I wrote a few years back:<br><br>Three kinds of thoughts enter my mind. <br>My mind is the water – ready to accept in all its fluidity.<br>Some thoughts are like salt; they enter the mind and they melt in it.<br>Some thoughts feel like the earth; they enter the mind, yet refuse to melt. Together with the waters of the mind, they create mud, mingling with the mind. Some are like the thirsty earth of dry summer days of khamseeny weather of Haifa, drinking in the water with insatiable thirst.<br>And then there are thoughts of oil. These are the strange thoughts that the mind just cannot accept, for they are made of a foreign material. Foreign to the mind. These thoughts remain separate from the mind, refusing to intermingle with anything of familiarity. Like the dark, homemade olive oil we bring from the village by the gallons every year. It tastes thick and it's the best olive oil on earth, but it feels foreign in the city; it just does not belong there. People are always amazed at its dark, rich color. And like this olive oil, the thoughts that are most foreign to the mind are the purest ones – the ones that are the most natural...khuludhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14219709669555546025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401425473113451944.post-11918963669882671982010-01-09T16:20:34.505-08:002010-01-09T16:20:34.505-08:00I think this is a really lovely blog that, and you...I think this is a really lovely blog that, and your writing is hugely expressive and insightful. Hope you don't mind if I tag along on your journey by following your blog.<br><br>Best wishes,<br><br>Stephanie Fey xStephanie Feyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16330963083742855900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401425473113451944.post-283013719098020262010-01-10T04:08:26.223-08:002010-01-10T04:08:26.223-08:00I think it is difficult to detatch our thoughts fr...I think it is difficult to detatch our thoughts from our emotions, just lately I find myself lost in my thoughts, the smallest thing such as words someone has written to me or some music which reminds me of someone I care for can fill my eyes with tears. xo ♥diannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401425473113451944.post-9787750119964917122010-01-12T05:50:29.519-08:002010-01-12T05:50:29.519-08:00maha !! god u r just like me !!i like it so much a...maha !! god u r just like me !!<br>i like it so much and yeah its true i believe the sameNahlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14850230900967123593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401425473113451944.post-85071067378838906552010-01-13T14:26:57.591-08:002010-01-13T14:26:57.591-08:00Loved your piece Khulud. i absolutely loved how yo...Loved your piece Khulud. i absolutely loved how you used such simple elements to show us how they invade your mind<br>Dianne, you are a beautiful pot and poets are sensitive beings :)<br>Steph, thanks a lot for the sweet comment and yeah Nahle we are alike :)<br>Thank you also yoli and maggieMahahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09044365084432889661noreply@blogger.com