If you get a moment (and don't worry if you don't. I don't mean this to come off as why I'm writing here), feel free to visit me at http://letscallthistruth.blogspot.com/
Luscious Mix... thanks for stopping by. I enjoyed visiting your site as well.
E- Thanks! It is a rhinoceros beetle of course, photographed in Panama. I was sleeping in a hammock under a shelter with no walls and it flew in to the shelter in the darkness and landed on my chest with a thud. The picture does not give a sense of the size of these creatures. It was the size of a large muffin, and felt like a shoe when it crash-landed on me.
Welcome to "When I Wax"-- a place to escape the pedants and wax poetic, or even wax artistic.
The mythologist Joseph Campbell was asked by an interviewer how a regular person could preserve his sense of the mythic when so many feel too besieged by the claims of every day living. He said, "You must have a place to which you can go, in your heart, in your mind, or your house, almost every day, where you do not know what you owe anyone or what anyone owes you. You must have a place you can go to where you do not know what your work is or who you work for, where you do not know who you are married to or who your children are."
When I Wax is such a place for me. Blogging drafts of poetry and other sundries is like practice fly-casting on the front lawn... it may look silly, but it's effective...
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I love your site. Thank you so much.
If you get a moment (and don't worry if you don't. I don't mean this to come off as why I'm writing here), feel free to visit me at http://letscallthistruth.blogspot.com/
Take care.
terrific image and haiku. i've been admiring your beetle
Luscious Mix... thanks for stopping by. I enjoyed visiting your site as well.
E- Thanks! It is a rhinoceros beetle of course, photographed in Panama. I was sleeping in a hammock under a shelter with no walls and it flew in to the shelter in the darkness and landed on my chest with a thud. The picture does not give a sense of the size of these creatures. It was the size of a large muffin, and felt like a shoe when it crash-landed on me.
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