January 30, 2008
By: IdeaSmith
Category: Roving I
~O~O~ I call myself a chronic thinker. A few centuries ago, I’d have been called a Thinker. Or burnt at stake for being a witch.
My degree is my passport to the world of respectability. I moonlight as a troubled poet, a warrior princess and a closet sorceress. I am all of these and yet none of them is all of me.
All I was born to be really, was a story-teller. Scheherazade, Galelio, Cleopatra and Salvador have passed through. This time round, just call me IdeaSmith.
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January 31st, 2008 at 10:14 am
hmmm.. shall wait for a hairy tale ending
January 31st, 2008 at 3:49 pm
A picture usually speaks a thousand words. This one’s oddly quiet.
January 31st, 2008 at 7:17 pm
nice hair.. reminded me of our first comment exchanges over hair-cuts.. now I can see your Avatar with more reality..
February 1st, 2008 at 4:54 pm
either my fellow commenters are in full swing or they are just plain bowlled over by the facts this picture.
in any case i am more than touched by the words which hit my eyes when i saw this frame.
it relates to almost all of us in one way or the other.
either it potrays one waiting for the other or shows the inner person waiting helplessly for a ray of hope.
will come back for more of my views.
February 1st, 2008 at 6:07 pm
@ Renovatio: It was a silent moment.
@ Pragni: A more realistic picture? But I’ve always been real…only very subtly.
@ leoraj: Thank you, that’s a real compliment!
February 11th, 2008 at 4:19 pm
Peace or helplessness?
Silence or a raging fire that we just cant see?
Waiting or knowing not to wait?
Wanting to be in the light or feeling safe in the dark?
February 14th, 2008 at 9:15 am