Mindless & Whimsical Rantings

i like to call myself the mad-hatter in faerie form. if it wasn’t for all that mercury in my couple of fillings & those vaccines evil people forced into me before i could speak…..well, maybe i would be halfway sane!

i live in the woods. i like the woods. i do emerge from the woods. but really i prefer to be outnumbered by trees. it makes me feel safer & healthier. none of that stop-go-stop-go city driving (which makes walking to someplace the faster option really). and less people too, which decreases the amount of inane soap opera dramas. i may be mad, but at least i’m not overly worried about the completely unimportant!

i hang out with a whole slew of animals: entertaining chickens (mostly bantams & silkies–the cutest ones ever, especially the peeps!), giant dogs, sweet cats, stubborn goats, invisible rabbits (so it seems), and interesting humans. i’d like a ferret, but it would end up going out the cat-door and killing baby chickens, so…..not yet.

you will find me reading, researching, relaxing, sewing & stitching, selling my stuff, enjoying music, and numerous other random things.

indian cuisine is my favorite food. and french fries.

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i have come across a quote that i do rather like, as it expresses very well how i feel about my mindless & whimsical rantings, how i feel/felt about my poetry, and any other of my words, spoken & written…..even though i do sometimes try to place an informative bent to certain topics, they all stem from myself, indeed, my thoughts and my opinions. thanks to Montaigne for this one:  

“If I had intended to seek the favor of the world, I should have adorned myself better and should present myself in a studied bearing. I wish to be seen in my simple, natural, and ordinary fashion, without effort or artifice, for it is myself that I portray. My defects will here be read to the life, and my natural form, as far as respect for the public has permitted. Had I lived among those nations which are said to live still in the sweet liberty of the first laws of nature, I assure you I should very gladly have portrayed myself here at full length and entirely naked. Thus, reader, I am myself the matter of my [words]; there is no reason for you to spend your leisure on so frivolous and vain a subject”

So farewell, from faeriechild, this 20th day of March, two thousand and eight.