“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”
I knew there was something much deeper in the 12th C Georgian poem that I’m so obsessed with right now. It’s called The Man in the Black Panther’s Skin. Two little known facts : The poet is connected very strongly with Empress Tamar. Tamar is also called the King of Georgia. Shapeshifter vibe? Written […]
I blame the new reading glasses that I picked up today. Yay. I can see the small text. Boo. Can’t see anything else around me. And it’s making feel fizzy :o(
Not all tell – e – vision is bad. IMHO. You just have to know when to pick and choose. Discernment. A bit of Oxford. Lewis. Hathaway. Merchant of Venice.Mystery History. Blahblahblah. I love this series. Another gift that keeps on giving :o)
I love/adore/worship this Bard fellow o) Those with eyes to see will “see” just how many layers lie here within. Oh. Made myself laugh there. My bad :o( Merchant of Venice, anyone?
It is very humbling when an offspring (chilblain) trumps you out the whatever! Not only did I get “Kill the Wabbit” (m’eh) He also said three words… Apocalypse. Now. Helicopters. Smart Arse :o(