Saturday, December 06, 2008

Blogworld Saturday

Her eyes closed, strains of David Sylvian's Darkest Dreaming streaming through her thoughts - a peculiarly haunting song that almost never fails to bring a lump to her throat and tears to her eyes (because she can be such a sentimental idiot sometimes) - wondering how the year could have gone by so fast, everything and nothing within a span of 12 months and forever.

Stay tonight
We'll watch the full moon rising
Hold on tight
The sky is breaking
I don't ever want to be alone
With all my darkest dreaming
Hold me close
The sky is breaking


She's so glad, though, for blogs and blog posts like the following she's read recently, brightening her days and nights.

Baby, When the Lights Go Out, at Unfinished Business Part 2. Power cuts can be so inconvenient, whether you live in the tropics - like Anusha and I do - or elsewhere. But it's interesting to read about another person's differing take on candlelit dinners and showering by candlelight (I find the latter to be most soothing).

One More Hackney Summer, at Papersurfer.com. Transliterating thoughts into words can be so hard sometimes, but Penfold (along with another friend of his) did well when they wrote about a friend of theirs who no longer walks this world. I really like how Penfold uses words and images to express his thoughts and feelings. Plus, he's a good guy (as many other people, especially the tantalizing Tango, can confirm). I'm lucky to have met him - at least virtually.

Visions of Vulva and Forget the Pigeon..., at Gimcrack Hospital. Nursemyra in Australia NEVER fails to educate and entertain - especially when it comes to sexual matters. To my male blogger pals: head on over to Nursey's site to learn about your penis' personality, and what you can call it besides "dick" or "cock." Female readers, go to the vulva post and learn more about what you can call your vagina according to its characteristics. (I used to call mine "The Secret Garden." A former colleague called hers "The Well of Loneliness." I think I'm going to have to steal that one. *sigh*)

Where the Winds Blow, at The Death of Retail Price. I love an introspective post that's a rant at the same time, especially when I can relate to said rant, and when said rant is so passionately written. Several other people identified with Orhan Khan's post too: about the prospect of entering into a relationship where the other person doesn't even know himself/herself all that well, and the possibility of losing one's own personality upon entering a relationship. How can two halves become a coherent whole when those halves haven't found themselves and/or get sucked into a vacuum?

An Epiphany (or Paradigm Shifting), at A Blue State of Mind. Another heartfelt rant, this time from Debo Blue. The urge to belong can sometimes lead us to abandon or compromise our beliefs for a while...until we wake up and realize that our efforts to be part of certain cliques are stupid and pointless. Debo Blue speaks (or writes) her mind - a mind that most definitely comes across as level-headed and strong.

Enjoy your weekend, folks.

Oogy wawa!!! (That's Zulu for cheers! You learned something new from me today.)

Wetting the whistle


15 comments:

Bud Weiser, WTIT said...

Ooga wawa back at you! Have a great weekend...

Lizza said...

Bud: As AWOL British blogger Yaxlich used to say: Cheers! (which is English for cheers)

nursemyra said...

have a fabulous weekend Lizza. I'll be checking out your other blogworld saturday victims soon :-)

xx

Ian said...

"Well of Loneliness"? What a crime.

Sounds like it needs to be well-plunged. ;)





I can't believe I just typed that. LOL

Orhan Kahn said...

Aw, just aw.

Thank you, thank you :)

Lizza said...

Nursey: Thanks, and you have a great one too.

Ian: I think it's full of cobwebs already. :-D

Orhan: Thank YOU!

Sidney said...

Wow...looks quite metaphysical all those blog posts...maybe I should wait till I got more saturated with San Migs before I start reading them...

Lizza said...

Nooo, they aren't metaphysical, Sidney. Well, not too much. I hope you do go visit them, whether you've had San Mig or not.

Terra Shield said...

Thanks for the shoutout. :)

Mimi Lenox said...

I can't even read the lyrics without tearing up. I'm off to YouTube to find this song of which you speak.
Be back in a few to read through the posts...

Mimi Lenox said...

What a haunting and simple melody. It reminds me of The Blower's Daughter by Damien Rice....just in the sense that the stillness is there in the phrasing...and nothing else is necessary.

nursemyra said...

I LOVE Damien Rice. Mimi has just reminded me i haven't played that album in a long time....

Lizza said...

Terra: You're welcome. :-)

Mimi: I had a feeling you'd understand. Rice's The Blower's Daughter is touching too.

Nursemyra: I know only a few of Damien Rice's songs...I think I need to listen to his other songs.

Daddy Papersurfer said...

"Bottoms Up" is English for "Cheers" actually which leads to some very interesting sights in pubs .....

Lizza said...

I do hope you mean your bottom...when you were younger, DaddyP. However, I do think your arse is less of an eyesore than mine.