Oh Em Gee, Ya'll

As I was telling the inimitable jaguarx13, lj is currently try to bribe me into a paid account. I know I'm not the only one, but this is my first time seeing the banner today. It so happens that jaguarx13 has a paid acct, and reminded me that with paid you get more icons. Which reminded me that, at last count, I have well over 1,000 icons on my hard drive. (To which jaguarx13 remarked "jinkies" one of my fave exclamations, personally.)

I consider icon collecting akin to miniature collection, especially since there are many that I can't ever imagine using for whatever reason. I think they're pretty, but they don't represent me, so to speak.

In this vein, though, I'm willing to start posting them again if anyone's interested. I usually do 20-40 at a time in deference to those on dial-up (I feel you my slow-connecting sisters and brothers). They had been sorted by maker, but now that I've "organized" them by theme, you'll probably get them that way. Maybe. Any interest? Seriously, though, I'm sure if I think on this long enough I'll post icons just because ;) Of course anyone who explicitely asks not to be re-posted will not be.

for wrenel, 4 poems on 2 themes ;)

home but discontent, 11/18/10 after 6pm

I want something so badly
To be lost in the midst of song, perhaps
Transported out of a careworn, tired body
Beyond a mind always going, drunk on info-streams

I want to be lost in a cavern of sound
Here but really gone
An aural wasteland between my ears
Someplace to be lost [to the world]
And to find [myself]

I want to feel
To feel and feel and feel
Joy, ecstatic joy
Triumph
Or furious glee
I want to stomp my head and rock my feet
(I'm not sure I mean it the other way)

But what song could do it for me?
What person or what thing? what drug or what drink? before setting me down gently or abruptly?
Kindly or cruelly throwing me off a cliff?


What I was looking for last night, 11/19/10,6:40pm

When I remember that it's not about me
That it's all about You,
Jesus,
I find the answer to my wanderlust
And that wherever I go--or don't--
I'm satisfied when my soul is kneeling at your feet

( and the other two, both short... )