Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘coward’

20110415

In aphorism, proverb, rumination on 20110415 at 08:33

Living is present continuous.

Any coward can take life; to grant life is godly.

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20110306

In aphorism, proverb, quote, wordcoin on 20110306 at 04:48

Despite the fury deserveth a fool, to deliver the fury maketh twice the fool.

The fool excuse error of the self with the blame of others.

Bakery not worth eating all at once is not worth eating once at all.

Defense is an offense.

Who defends with violence has accepted the invitation of violence.

To be harmonic, conform to others; to be peaceful, reform the self.

The fool lead with linear vision in a reality of parallels.

The camouflaged have only cowardice to hide.

War is warful.

Provide steps to a fool that he might rise up; stoop to that of a fool and become that fool.

The fool justify an action in the name of reaction.

20110301

In aphorism, poetry, proverb on 20110301 at 20:15

To satisfy an urge is elementary; to create desire is the grail.

To meet demand is rudimentary; to create demand is legendary.

A confession made to another is not without an admission made first to the self.

Words read, speak to the imagination;
Thoughts spoken, touch the heart;
Feelings expressed, define the voice.

An epiphany is a revelation of sight to the seeking.

The opposite of fragrant is not foul, but insipid.

A stone is but a jewel’s throw away; a jewel is but a stone’s throw away.

The fool keep the stone and so lose the jewel.

Covetous is cowardice.

A star shines despite the hour or the audience.

The heart transcends
a thousand places, lo, the feet occupy
but one.

The quantifiable may be counted, but lack opposites; the qualifiable possess opposites, but are not to be counted.

20110223

In aphorism, proverb on 20110223 at 10:06

It is in the midst of darkness that light is born.

In the greatest darkness, the smallest light makes the biggest impact.

Darkness is no match for Light; it exists only by cowardice, hiding behind others who dare to face the light.

20101126

In aphorism, proverb on 20101126 at 13:33

A fool listens with armor and speaks with bullets to an enemy perceived behind blinders.

Camouflage conceals cowardice; compassion reveals courage.

The fool carry a basket to fill; the wise carry a basket to empty.

The nimble mind can do more with clumsy hands than nimble hands can ever do with a clumsy mind.

A tree buries its roots in dirt, but never its trunk.

A weed will wind its way.

A brighter sun makes not a flower taller.

A step is part reach -and part push.

20091110

In aphorism, proverb, rumination, tale on 20091111 at 01:28

In a land far away, in a time long ago, there was a man who had enough and had he not just enough, but to excess had he. His hours were long, his toils sincere, and his earnings quite dear. He ate well, he lived well, and he slept well. For this was a man with enough to spare and did he, with others share. For this, he was well regarded by his brethren, kin and neighbor, too. Even his foes kept a fond distance, for they were few and their character untrue, with only the cowardice of envy to spare. And so, the man slept well and he lived well.

It was common in those times, as in times now, for like to live by like. And so it happened that in a dwelling nearby lived a second man, well to do as he was. This man, too, had more than enough, enough even to excess. He ate well and he lived well, but he did not sleep well. Though his hours were likewise long, his toils were not sincere. The wind hums in question, how were his earnings dear? With cunning and not without conniving, this second man pondered and plotted his hours away. He left his toils to others near, that they may have reason not to stray. And stray they did not, their fear keeping them near. His foes were neither few and ever nearer they drew. Respect for this man fell away; in its place, stood only their contempt. And so, the second man, though he lived seemingly well, did not sleep so well.

It was true in those times, as in times now, that where a mountain stands tall, a valley lays nearby. And so it were that a third man lived not so far from the first and second men. But though he ate well enough, he did not live well and he did not sleep well. His toils were many and his hours even more. And whilst he would utter not such words, it was for the second man that he toiled so. Neither foe had he, nor friends with which to be. His hours filled with anger true and one part angst, and toil alone did he. And so, the third man did not sleep well, because he did not live well.

It was inevitable in those days, as in days of now, that where the sun shines upon a tree, never the land below is a golden ray to see. And so there was a fourth man, who served below all the others. Of excess and its meaning he understood not, knowing it to be a thing only that he lacked. His toil was not much, his time of rest neither more. For his hours were long and he never knew when, if, it would end. Foes he had not; for nothing did they fear nor more was there to envy dear. Friends were likewise few, too afraid of filth to stand even near. He ate not well, and by no man’s standard did he live well. But he did sleep well. With little to weigh him down and not a regret to hold him back, only the night was his friend, ever to return and always to keep him until the morn. And so, the fourth man did not live well, but he slept so very well.

With a heavy heart do we toil away what otherwise would we idle, or with light heart shall we rest when the day has met its end and bids farewell the eve.

This story of four men is but a tale of two: two ways to eat, two ways to sleep, and keeping true –there are but two ways to live.

20091017

In aphorism, proverb on 20091017 at 16:37

A coward feigns friendship with a foe.