Break Free If You Don’t Fit In


Have you ever felt like this? I know I have. I have the scars to prove it. But that’s just it, they are scars, not open wounds. That makes all the difference. To break free is to take one step, one very important step … the first step. Perhaps that step involves doing an act of kindness – simply and humbly. Or, it could be you decide to forgive a wrong done unto you. The possibilities of what the first step could be are infinite. Within your heart, you know what calls to you the most. A new job? A new relationship? Helping another person have a better life? Volunteering? No other person on earth can tell you more clearly the secret to break those bonds than your inner self. There is no greater determination to your path of escape, than the whispers coming from your heart and soul.

*(this posting in no way represents medical or theological advice per se, they are my thoughts regarding the topic, influenced by past experiences, faith and current joy)

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Pansylee VanMeteren Illustrator, Author, Poet, Songwriter Lyricst, Artist of WV - The Muse - Poetic Pastries

Happy Valentine’s Day from Muse

Valentines DayFree yourself from the chains that bind you. Release the fear that holds you captive. Do not be afraid to love and be loved. Don’t lay blame – but then again don’t hold back. Speak your mind. Or perhaps, whisper your thoughts. The fear (or comfortableness) of communicating between male and females in relationships is the number one reason small problems become greater. We leave them unattended, but they do not die. They fester and grow. They become beasts, devouring what we hold most dear.

The majority of men are hardwired to achieve. Success at all costs (mostly). Duct-tape, remote, damn the torpedoes, kind of mentality, a modern take of the hunter gatherer of long ago. He is the protector. And what then of us? The femme blossoms of his life? We are the nurturers. The sweeteners of the provisions brought to our safe abode. We waltz about creating a cold hardened shell into a home. Yearning for the brush of a cheek, a warm smile, a gentle pause in the chaotic but beautiful dance of life. We yearn, yes, but do we stop long enough for of these to happen? Does he see your pause?  Or, are you continuing to dance alone? Perhaps, before the music of life begins anew, on this Valentine’s Day-put your loved one on your “dance” card”.  Together make the commitment – to be unafraid of love.

(*these represent my unprofessional, awake 3am, living on dark chocolate and iced tea opinions-no formal, medical or otherwise relevant say as i do implications should be taken. as a muse i just pulled out my ink and quill and this is what poured out-accept it with a smile, as it was intended)

Pansylee VanMeteren Illustrator, Author, Poet, Songwriter Lyricst, Artist of WV - The Muse - Poetic Pastries


~ Word Exploration – Tense in Poetry ~

“I would write my tears, weeping out my pain

I would empty my veins for ink.” (muse slice)

Logophile Pastry:

The word ‘would’ is considered  to be a verb in the English language. Verbs are those words which directly relate to action. ‘Would’, can infer that you have already willing done something, becoming the past tense. It should be noted that in today’s style of speech and writing,  we rarely see this application. More often we utilize the word have. ie. I will do that < > I have done that. We use the word ‘would’ in a more futuristic sense … I would do that.

But the word ‘will’ also implies an action yet to be taken also. ie. I will eat the apple. Since all of the issues discussed are true, what difference does it make when a poet (or writer) decides upon a certain connotation or meaning ?  It means the world!

Let’s try these examples;

  1. I would write my tears, weeping out my pain ~I would empty my veins for ink.
  2. I will write my tears, weeping out my pain ~I will empty my veins for ink.
  3. I have written my tears, weeping out my pain ~I have emptied my veins for ink.

Number 3, it is quite clear that this action has already occurred. Something has caused our writer grief and pain. As readers we immediately begin to ‘relate’. Our inquisitive human nature is put on hold because we have no further insight from the author. We search our souls for empathy and/or sympathy. For who among us have not shed tears? It is only on a commitment to deeper exploration we seek to know what caused these actions. Yet not every reader is a committed reader ~ not every reader is an explorer. As a writer, you most assuredly want to evoke empathy and sympathy but as a good writer and poet you want more!

Number 2, utilizes the word ‘will’.  A statement that infers the writer is determined and steadfast in their commitment to action. The reader feels a less compelling connection to the poet, why? Because the poet is not engaging the reader. By choosing to use the word ‘will’,  we are being prepared for little else than a monologue. As a writer / poet one must use care not lose their reader. For now we are asking “ok, so, you will…now what?” … If there is not a clear and definitive path to emotion stronger than that ~ all is for naught.

‘Would’. My chosen word. Why? Because it states the action … with a delicately nuanced set of conditions. “I would write my tears…” leaves the reader to ask “You would, why? Have you? When?” etc.  This selection also entangles the heart and mind for the same reasons cited in number 3.  By choosing the word “would”, the poet / writer weaves a decidedly more layered thread with the reader. The reader, who may not on the surface be an explorer, will react to the word ‘would’ with emotional and mental ferocity. “Right, I would do that too…IF…”  Therein dwells the secret. You must find a spark of camaraderie between poet / writer and reader.

The word ‘would’ is such a powerful weapon, use it with caution as tears may follow.

Pansylee VanMeteren Illustrator, Author, Poet, Songwriter Lyricst, Artist of WV - The Muse - Poetic Pastries


~ Exploitation of Your Password ~


Pssst… hey, what’s your password? It surely is not on this list, I hope.


Can be it true? According to Sucuri, (an internet security company) it is indeed a list of the top internet passwords. Oh how we loathe to create these digital font monsters. Once we get used to a certain one …BAM! We have to change it up. “Security,  buscurity (<that is a made up word people) … I’m just not going to change it, by gosh I have had enough.” hmmm does that sound familiar?

If so ~ read on … If not, please read on….

Sucuri also notes that when most sites and blogs are compromised it is done by a “brute force” user. This is when an individual or “bot” gains access by running random guesses of password combinations to your blog. They seek out weak points and look for entry; like a thief checking open windows and unlocked doors. It is not unheard of to have 1000’s of combinations tried on the most simple of sites. Stunning, simply stunning.


You may be saying to yourself at this point, “oh that would never happen to me – my blog is only important me”.  Regrettably that is just enough reason for some. They are not in it for the money but for sheer joy of wreaking havoc. To better understand a hacker’s mindset, they see any and all personal information as cyber coinage. Exploration of identity, finances and much more is easily in the realm of possibility if they gain enough knowledge.

Hackers have even been know to hold sites hostage. What would you today if you were locked out, if all your images of family and friends were gone. If your art or long suffering writing had been stripped from your access. You would try to get them back I’m sure. Would you succeed? That entirely depends upon two things. 1. your blog security/backup and 2. the level of malicious hacking involved. Often, sites are picked down to bare bones leaving bloggers, site owners, writers with nothing left but the domain.

So today, pause a moment and lock your doors, won’t you? I know I will.

(this is not an endorsement for Sucuri – they are linked as they printed the password list).

Pansylee VanMeteren Illustrator, Author, Poet, Songwriter Lyricst, Artist of WV - The Muse - Poetic Pastries