In search of the miraculous

"It may, after all, be the bad habit of creative talents to invest
themselves in pathological extremes that yield remarkable insights but no
durable way of life for those who cannot translate their psychic wounds into
significant art or thought."
Theodore Roszak

Solitude

It is true that many creative people fail to make mature personal
relationships, and some are extremely isolated. It is also true that, in some
instances, trauma, in the shape of early separation or bereavement, has steered
the potencially creative person towards developing aspects of his personality
wich can find fullfilment in comparative isolation. But this does not mean that
solitary, creative persuits are themselves pathological...

Anthony Storr

Ligue y tips

Hola a todos mi amiga Sandy puso un post muy bueno que me parecio muy interesante y util para todos a los que andamos en busqueda del amor o aquellos que andan en busqueda de alguna aventurilla romantica.

Leanlo con todo y coments ;) aahh y se vale comentar y agregar mas eh.

Pooky Says this

Better Together

Palabras y el Universo

Words are the vibrations of nature
Therefore beautiful words create beautiful nature
Ugly words create ugly nature This is the root of the universe.
--Masaru Emoto

Las palabras son las vibraciones de la naturaleza
por lo tanto palabras hermosasa crean una naturaleza hermosa
Las palabras Feas crean una naturaleza fea. Estas son las raices del universo.

Listenin' To The Radio

Where's my Peggy Sue?
I could use a Rosalita
If there's a Long Tall Sally out there
I'm dyin' to meet her
Why can't I hear Beth callin' me?
Why can't I be the one to make Sara smile?
I wish I was arm in arm with Jean genie
Walkin' down the aisle

Oh yeah, all right

But I got no Mary Jane
There's no Sloopy or Dancin' Queen
I'm just a fool in the rain
Waitin' on my Billie Jean

I want an Angie, a Mandy, a Candy-O
A devil in a dress of blue
A Rosanna, Diana, a sweet Caroline
I'd even take a Run-Around Sue

Oh yeah, all right

Well, I never got to scream for a Layla
I never saw Mary-Anne walkin' away
I never danced on the sand with a Rio
Or woke up with a Maggie May

I dialed 867-5309
But there was no Jenny Jenny
Oh, why can't I get myself a brown-eyed girl
When Willie Nelson loved so many?

And why does Jack have Diane?
And why does Billy Joe have Bobbie Sue?
And everybody had Roxanne
Except you-know-who

I want an Angie, a Mandy, a Candy-O
A devil in a dress of blue
A Rosanna, Diana, a sweet Caroline
I'd even take a Run-Around Sue

Well I'd take any ol' Suzy Q
I got no reason to be picky
She can be a Goody-Goody-Two-Shoes
Or she can be my Darling Nikki

Oh, Brandy would be such a fine girl
And so would the sweet Judy Blue
I guess I sound just like that other fella
'Cause you know I wish I had Jessie's girl too

Oh yeah, all right

Well, I'd die for a kiss from Allison
Even though I know she'd break my heart
Or give me a Lo-lo-lo-lola
Minus the extra part

I want an Angie, a Mandy, a Candy-O
A devil in a dress of blue
A Rosanna, Diana, a sweet Caroline
I'd even take a Run-Around Sue

You know I'd even take a Run-Around Sue
Well, I'd even take a Run-Around Sue

Oh yeah, all right