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Time Has Told Me

Life is messy.
Life is difficult.
Life is chaos.
Life is beautiful.

The more we try to understand, analyze and control life, the more we realize this is futile. We have Darwinism, Freudianism, Marxism, Existentialism, and if you were to look critically at any of these you find yourself into yet another ‘ism’, if it only be that of criticism.


(photo jam343)

Control, tame, limit, contain, dominate, master...these are all terms that allude us when we think of life and growth.

Life forges on, around, and through. It appears as chaos. That is beautiful.


Time Has Told Me - Nick Drake

Time has told me
You're a rare rare find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mind.

And time has told me
Not to ask for more
Someday our ocean
Will find its shore.

So I`ll leave the ways that are making me be
What I really don't want to be
Leave the ways that are making me love
What I really don't want to love.

Janet

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  1. Kenia SantosJuly 23, 2009

    "Time has told me
    You're a rare rare find
    A troubled cure
    For a troubled mind."

    I make his words mine. You're a rare find. I love your writing. But I guess you know about it already. :P
    Thanks for being part of my life.

    Kiss your cheeks.
    K.

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  2. Lisa MacCollJuly 26, 2009

    thanks for making me stop and ponder for a moment. Great post.

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  3. AnonymousJuly 26, 2009

    i always enjoy and cherish your writes :)

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  4. Janet JarrellJuly 27, 2009

    Thank you all for some afirmation.

    Kenia, your blogs keep me busy and inspired.

    Diva, I am heading over with coffee for a visit to your blog.

    Lostmermaid, ditto on that!

    I have been messing about a wee bit with my blog and decided to collect all of my poetry on a different page - http://aroomforpoetry.blogspot.com/

    Cheers

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  5. Marc LathamJuly 29, 2009

    Nice site in every way Janet, and thanks for dropping in at fmpoetry. The Surface poem trilogy should be of interest to you over the next few days. I'm agnostic (pantheist) like you seem to be. Have a nice Wednesday, Marc.

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  6. Kenia SantosJuly 29, 2009

    Janet, there's a blog award for you in Diários de Filosofia, I know you don't use them but your blog brings me to my senses.

    Much love!

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  7. A Fitness Minute with Pat AndersonJuly 29, 2009

    Time has told me that "everything comes to him who hustles while he waits." Time is the one thing we all have in common. The thing that sets us apart is how we make use of it.

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  8. PrintempsJuly 30, 2009

    Beautifully said and the picture is inspiring!

    What you see in that picture is life!

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  9. CynthsAugust 01, 2009

    This is so beautiful! Thanks for sharing these. I love the poem by Nick Drake. That picture is really inspiring!

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  10. Lagean EllisAugust 01, 2009

    I love this! Thanks for sharing!

    Pssst... thanks for stopping by, too.

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