Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

Stars

Everytime I feel discouraged, I remember this poem by AE Houseman that I learned a long time ago.

Stars,I have seen them fall,
But when they drop and die
No star is lost at all
From all the star-sown sky

But then this one by ee cummings has always made me sad.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

What happened? Btw, messenger? spice_cel@hotmail.com

what happened? What happened?

If men could see the epitaphs their friends write they would believe they had gotten into the wrong GRAVE. - American Proverb

are you sad now, caleb? i still am.

ping got lost in china.

Powerpuff > No I’m not sad. I just have a really bad headache.

Evie > No what. She just posted a comment.

Picolo > hehe Here is a malay proverb - ‘A grave cannot be shared’.

“Tak boleh kongsi kubur”? - never heard of that.

‘kubur masing-masing’

Apparently,I got disconnected from the world. Save me!

still never heard of that ler…

lovely. :)

shit man.. if i had to even share my grave.. so f**ked up man. cant even have my personal space when im friggin’ dead!