Just My Personal Opinion, Of Course...

Perseverance ... Never stop running forward (Apr. 16, 2013) ...  (Photo credit: marsmet547 ) Chances Chances, are they really worth taking Like the chance of a broken heart Is it really worth it? When only in the end You feel only as if You've been hit with a hot iron That is now just lying down on your chest While you feel the pain from the hit Like the chance of an unsuccessful dream Is it really worth it? To feel that pain in the end 'Cause of the wasted years of your life Trying to succeed in that one thing That so many others have also tried and failed, as well The question though is The pain that we feel from All these struggles in life Is it really worth it? I understand we only live once But is it all really worth it? ~~~ I've been reading this book,  lost in the life of this author... I had to share some part of it... so you can begin to know him... Didn't even ask his permission Must begin to

Lycaon. Engraving by Hendrik Goltzius (1558-1617) for Ovid's Metamorphoses Book I, 209 ff. Français : Lycaon. Gravure d'Hendrik Goltzius (1558-1617) pour les Métamorphoses d'Ovide, livre I, 209 et suiv. (Photo credit: Wikipedia ) Red Moon By Benjamin Percy This review is Just My Personal Opinion, Of course...so it comes to you in a different wrapper... I know, I know, werewolves are popular now after the whole Twilight thing...I had so far avoided any of these books but slipped when I chose to read Red Moon. Sure I enjoyed the horror of werewolves when I was young...scary good, right? But I draw the line in getting romantically involved with them...or any other horror monster for that matter... I read about just under 100 pages, including the Epilogue and that was done over a series of days. One reviewer claimed this was literary horror...OMG... At 530 pages, writing a literary novel of horror makes this, to me, just tedious...It was hard to get into th

Come, My Love... The radio plays Rachmaninoff; the music pulls me...where are you? Where are your words? Ah...there you are...you were gone and I grew cold. I fell asleep? Hmmm, that is understandable. You are at fault, you alone controlled what happened! Now, it is for me to decide! Come... The sun shines on the lake...we can feel the warmth of the sun through the window... Lie here beside me, the burgundy silk spread welcomes us once again. No, do not add anything to cover your body; it would interfere Yes, I still will wear the silk, if that is what you want. I knew you would like to feel it as I slide from place to place... Soon, soon. rest now. I move to touch you, to kiss your chest, your nipples! No, No, you must not move, it is my time. A taste of wine, my lips travel next to yours, still wet from the wine. You are permitted to respond, but not to move, dear one.  Rolling, the silk moving over your skin, I enclose your body between my legs, sitting lightly, slowly lean