Tuesday, June 26, 2007

The Pen Collecting Sailor

I was lying under a tree by the river when a boat pulled up to the dock. The captain opened the cabin door and emerged from the interior of his vessel. I recognized him at once. He was the same sailor that had docked and invited me aboard some months ago.
He wore a torn and faded cap baring a strange symbol I had never seen before. He gave a hearty laugh when he saw me and motioned for me to climb aboard. I did so and he invited me into the cabin for a glass of tea. I obliged and we were soon seated at a scrubbed wooden table, rocking back and forth with the motion of the boat.
He showed me the many pens that lined the walls of the cabin, and told me of how he had traveled the far reaches of thought to collect each and every pen, and how he was on a mission to find the perfect pen. We continued to chat until the sun sank beneath the clouds and he left port to continue his search for the pen of his dreams.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

From the mind of a young thinker

The mind is a wonderful thing. It allows you to roam free, to delve into unknown realms that would otherwise be unreadable. One can dance among the clouds or swim in the deepest ocean. The mind holds incredible power, but it can only be released if the person chooses to release it.
I have chosen to release it, and as a result, My World is thriving and growing like never before.
The library room has opened new doors of possibility. Dormant and dusty shelves and books have been cleaned and set free from their wrongful neglect.
The sun in the sky burns bright, radiating the warmth of peace and hope throughout all of My World. It never rains. When the rains did come, it was a sign of weakness, of sorrow and sadness, an ill effect of the things that weighed heavy on my heart. Those things have lifted and yet I need still be on my guard. I show caution at the water's edge, lest the Nuzzard nestle deep within the confines of my mind, and is capable of physically scooping me up from the sands of the bank. My woes of the Nuzzard have however been set aside for now, due to the fact that all is well and all shall be well, from now to the days to come.