http://greasy.com/briseis/ briseis's Blog en-us © 20:59:36 Greasy.com All rights reserved. Mon, Dec 20:59:36 1 GMT 30 http://greasy.com/briseis/whines.html So, I've decided that doctor's should never ask how you're doing when they walk into a room. I guess it makes sense for the visits that are just, say, annual check-ups, but for the most part, it's a little awkward! Really, would I be here if I could give a satisfactorily positive answer to that question? No, I would not - I'd be at home doing something productive and, possibly, enjoyable. But they persist in asking this question, and I don't know how to answer. I don't want to be a little ... http://greasy.com/briseis/whines.html#comments Sat, 21 Jun 2008 03:38:57 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/1213913602.html There are many things I shouldn't say. I shouldn't, for example, tell you about the tunnel that now leads directly to your house from my basement. I also should not admit that it opens into your room via your closet, nor that I've heard your voice at 3 am when you thought that you were alone. I shouldn't tell you the way I punctured the hole up into your closet with the door-knob that I pulled off of the storage-room door because it didn't lock quite right. And that through that hole I occ ... http://greasy.com/briseis/1213913602.html#comments Thu, 19 Jun 2008 22:13:22 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/states_hiatus.html Guess who forgot to mention that she'd be gone for a while? That's right, Briseis forgot to mention that she'd be gone for a while! But I'm back now. And still as word-less as ever. ♥ http://greasy.com/briseis/states_hiatus.html#comments Thu, 19 Jun 2008 22:04:07 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/distant_worlds_brought_close.html The golden morning sun lit bright off the gossamer wing of a bee, and I (staring at it, perched as it was on the outstretched leaflet of a rose) saw gleeful worlds reflected in the glare, a small faerie girl looking back at me (she, too, I think, finding distant worlds all her own to see) until the moment was disturbed as easily (and lazily) as the silence is by the hum of a bee. http://greasy.com/briseis/distant_worlds_brought_close.html#comments Fri, 6 Jun 2008 07:57:00 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/sea.html image copyright: me, 2008. do not reproduce or use without permission. thank you. i. Seascape, Early The morning was unusually clear, and the still-risen moon turned the ship's wake into white crystals on the midnight sea. Up in the crow's nest, a half-conscious sailor could have been witness to one of the grandest views over. However, stupor held sway, and there was none to marvel at the glorious dawn. ii. Bay, Haiku Come in, ships of mist, and settle in the bay in somber autumn. iii. Sea ... http://greasy.com/briseis/sea.html#comments Thu, 5 Jun 2008 10:05:03 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/observation_irony_stupidity.html Peristalsis never worked so well for history. There is no smoothness to the rise and fall of nations- dictators do not fall in an unconscious shudder- plague and famine are never so painless. Nero did not simply slide over the Roman people but burned and tortured his way to the annals of history; so, great rulers and great tyrants are never common, never easily recovered, never easily lost. Once in a lifetime, magnificent things happen- magnificent on a world-wide scale, magnificent to the ... http://greasy.com/briseis/observation_irony_stupidity.html#comments Thu, 5 Jun 2008 10:01:44 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/meditation_photo_journal_entry.html A fleeting impression of overwhelming tumult in the vespertine light, and then I feel myself being lofted to the crest - no, I am the crest, and upcast myself, exultant, to the underbelly of the empyrean, crowning with delectation before tripping and tumbling down, pulled at once skyward, forward, and deep beneath myself by my cryptodynamic current. I, my multi-directional and greatly variegated self, tossing emerald and sapphire reflections between waves and forerunners, rush headlong int ... http://greasy.com/briseis/meditation_photo_journal_entry.html#comments Mon, 2 Jun 2008 23:34:45 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/wanderer.html The comet sped off into the darkness. Earth smiled as it went, waited for the last rays of its light to dwindle, and then settled in to wait. Faintly, she could still hear the comet. "Whee!" +++ "Surprise! I'm here again!" the comet said, coming up behind Earth. "Hello there," said Earth. "I've missed you." The comet looked a little crestfallen. "I missed you too, only I took a little longer this time. I'm sorry. Do you mind, horribly?" Earth laughed. As she did so, the animals on her surf ... http://greasy.com/briseis/wanderer.html#comments Sun, 1 Jun 2008 08:36:51 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/remarks_things_changed.html Things have changed. And, with that obligatory statement, let's all slap me for stating the obvious. I know that change is the course of life but, good gracious, I never expected them to change this much. It's odd, the end of my Blogster life was when I stopped being able to just write poetry, that was the first major change. I wonder what coming back signifies... http://greasy.com/briseis/remarks_things_changed.html#comments Sat, 31 May 2008 18:46:16 GMT http://greasy.com/briseis/takes_look.html What a strange new space! This really is Blogster v.2.0 I'm a little afraid, you see, because when I created this NEW account, it had all of my saved bookmarks, etc, from Blogster! How strange. I'm more than a little creeped out by that. And a little sad, as I'd hoped to start anew. I guess I defeated that by being "Brisies," (which is who I am, after all) but....it's not the same. Anyway, hello world of Greasy! My life is on several paths right now which seem like it might be interesting ... http://greasy.com/briseis/takes_look.html#comments Sat, 31 May 2008 05:51:42 GMT