Whats it matter?

~On a dark day thinkin bout…Whats it all about?

~ Does it Matter er not:)?
will it matter in 100 years?

I say it do 🙂 ~ an it might!

~So…I say to U 🙂
*******Live A Life That Matters*******
Ready or not,
someday it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises,
no minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected,
Whether treasured or forgotten,
will pass to someone else.
Your wealth,
fame and temporal power
will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned
or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations,
and jealousies will finally disappear.
So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans,
and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses
that once seemed so important
will fade away.
It won’t matter where you came from,
or on what side of the tracks you lived,
at the end.
It won’t matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.
So what will matter?
How will the value of your days be measured?
What will matter is not what you bought,
but what you built;
not what you got,
but what you gave?
What will matter is not your success,
but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned,
but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity,
courage or sacrifice that enriched,
empowered or encouraged others
to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence,
but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when you’re gone.
What will matter is not your memories,
but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered,
by whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident.
It’s not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters.

its ur choice >

 over & out:)

How I want You by Quarksire

Yeah well, whatevr happened to “poetry by da’ Q”? well heres a piece i put together at 3 am for my other half in life…one i would consider my “woman 4 Life” ….when reallY it’s all bout {her} an US!….




I just want to kiss you like you’ve never been kissed before. The kind of kiss that starts at the lips but quickly spreads to every single extremity you have. The kind of kiss that for a split second makes you forget your own name. ❤ The one that will replay in your head until the next time you get to kiss me again. ❤

I want to be able to be the one to make you forget the pain you’ve felt before. I want your last broken heart to be your last broken heart. I want to be able to heal you and remind you how incredibly lovable you are. I want you to be able to look at me and see nothing but happiness. I want you to know that I’m not going anywhere.

I want us to fight. I want to fight so hard but have no fear that one fight will tank us. We’re going to argue. We’re going to disagree. I just want us to know that we’re going to get through it and be better for it. I am able to admit defeat when i am wrong also. We’re going to be able to express when things don’t work. I want US to know that we’ve got this.

❤ It Being a WE thing – IndeeD! ❤

I want you to be comfortable enough with me to tell me every single scary thing in your past. Sure it’s going to change the way I look at you but it’s not going to change it the way you think it will. It’s going to make me look at you as brave. It’s going to make me look at you with pride. It’s going to make me see you for who you are. And it’s going to make me like you more.

I want to wake up to you next to me every morning instead of waking up alone. I’ve never wanted that before. I’ve never wanted someone to infiltrate my space and be around as much as I want you to be. I want you to be the reason why I don’t sleep diagonally anymore. I want to be da’ reason u smile when u wake up! an vice-a-versa! 🙂

I want a front row seat when you finally see everything that I do. It’s everything I see when you’re opening up and letting me into those corners of your heart that not many others have ventured to before. The rest of the world only gets a glimpse of who you are but I’m the lucky one who gets to see every part. It’s a beauty that can’t be replicated. Truly honored i feel cuza you! 🙂

I want to and must trust you fully. I want to trust you more than anyone I’ve ever trusted before. I’ve believed in a lot of people who have let me down. It’s hard to remember sometimes that you’re your own person and not any of the people before. You are someone who continues to prove every day that you’re trustworthy. You have shown me honesty beyond measure now! in its truest form! ❤ ❤ ❤

I want you to have your own life separate of me. Even though I want to be with you all the time, I want you to also keep your individuality. You deserve to have hobbies that don’t include me. You’re allowed to have time to do the things you love in order to recharge. We all have times that we need to be alone. I don’t want you to think that I’ll be offended if you need that. All I want is for you to do whatever self-care you need.
I want you to be happy. That’s it. That’s all it ever comes down to. Wanting YOU 2 be HAPPY! ❤

Whatever happiness looks like for you, I want that. I want that to be the main goal of your life. I want you to look at your life with content and satisfaction. While I can’t immunize you against pain, I want you to have more good days than bad. Play ur music, take ur walks, enjoy ur drives etc etc..

I don’t know what’ll happen with us but I do know is that you’re the best thing I’ve felt in a while. So let’s not focus on the future and live in the present. We don’t have to define anything. We don’t owe any explanation. Let’s just be us. Live in da’ NOW an get over the PAST! 🙂 with LOVE! thats how
I WANT YOU! my dearest! yep yep………..oh did i say 4 ever..well 4 ever ..4 this life-this body! anyhow!…………………I jest want you!

an want to be urz alwayz also!


❤ 4 ever an a DAY! ❤

❤ ❤ ❤

Lost an Found ThoughtZ frum da’ deep within Q’s Hardrive!

….Reflections! Yes Indeed!…

frum loan duck publishin lol…


August 2016 echo lake @ 7 am Pagosa Springs, Colorado

Found dis’ one deep inside da’ hard drive ..lol…got a laugh er 2 when i read it waz upon reflection…..an so, thought u might also..it waz titled: 

FRum Start 2 End –

Once a rhyme upon a tyme.. by Q

Frum now till when rather than start 2 end


Problems within the field….

Problems with the Heart…

Problems frum the start

of every day upon awakenin’…

*an change of perception*

Again, situation s only

Dat need a solution!

No problem! Right?


wunderin what one has to gain

when daily they wake in pain!

when healing don’t even come when

standing out in the rain…

so, frequently now.

one can’t wash away the pain…


when knowing one is crumbling

an when knowing one is tumbling

down into the deep abyss…

one can fall while standing up straight

frum all the souls weight…..

     Life unscrolled is all one knows now!.

whence can be read the script an da’ play dat lay ahead


so whilst in ur bed in ur head

one sumtimes cumes up with

 the DEsign of another day

wit hopefully

no tears to be shed.. an

all old tears washed away

down the stream of consciousness!

to the end of time

to – once again

be captured by the open mind of another soul

as life goes on

soul to soul

know one really knows

but the director…

so internally say

U are da’ director of ur very own play;

where the whole werld is a play

an ur whatevr actor u choose to be:)

yes indeed once we do know

we do have a choice

Love er Fear? ur choice

whats it gonna be fer da new day

Love er Fear?

ye hear. ye hear? 🙂 🙂

Dat FreQuency…U know so dear!

Listen up…

It’s life Dat lies jest ahead

inside an out of ur head!


………….an in da’ end’ jest remember……….



Do U evr feel like a lone Duck! ? 🙂

Well on a serious note now…yes back to life..I do not want to bombard everyones mailboX wit stuff they aren’t interested in so….Stay Tuned !

My next post-it is all bout dat..Healing…most diseases…..rife an life…u shall see..cuz one has to be reminded of ….da’ freQuencies evr so often ya see….!

Download Sophia’s free Poetry E-Book

~~~  🙂 Poet of da’ month in Quarksire’s World 🙂 ~~~


Quark’s Poet of da Month Sophia Kioroglou : Athens – Greece

~A Lotta Sophia’s Stuff is “Greek” to me LoL… but this free E-Book of her poetry is in English! 🙂 and an  enjoyable short read , also check out her other pages bout her other poetry she has done with Poets Unite Worldwide…

“The E-book features work published in a number of literary journals such as Silver Birch Press, Writink Page, Verse-Virtual, Ashvamegh and in international anthologies like the Poetry Against Terror Anthology. She has also had her poetry published by “the Gaurdian” To read the latest e-book or download it for free, < here or click on the link below” at the bottom of this web page, while it is still free! She also is a member of Poets corner, an if ya haven’t checked out that site ever it is a great site for posts frum many poets frum round da’ werld… 🙂

Poets' Corner

if ya enjoy poetry this e-book is a fun short read 🙂

Over an out frum da’ Q …

~~~~~ PS: Keep on Keepin’ on Sofia ~*(*@*@*)* ~~~~~

Notes from my personal diary



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Cna yuo raed tihs?


Can you read this?
fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too.
Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.

i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was
rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a
rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno’t mtaetr in waht oerdr the
ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and
lsat ltteer bein the rghit pcla e. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitllraed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raedervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wloh e. Azanmig huh?

I actually had no problem at all reading this Damn I am odd

how bout u:)?

*************** an on another note! *********************

What Is Your Soul? Your soul is the individuation of the Divine Spirit, which is All There Is. The soul is the universal life energy, focused and localized and vibrating at a particular frequency in one specific time and space. Energy vibrating in such a highly specific way is a Singular Outflow of Universal Life. You may abbreviate that in English as S.O.U.L…

The soul uses the rest of Itself – that is, it draws upon the Energy of Universal Life, of which it is a part – as one of three tools with which to fashion a particular experience. The Energy of Universal Life is sometimes called the spirit.

The other tools are the body and the mind

a note frum

The New Revelations
Neale Donald Walsch

a highway sign fer da’ mind

********* 🙂 Ps: what u expect @ 3 am 🙂 ***********

Quark Quark!


Living at da’ Rainbows End

I say sumtimez ….I am the swift, uplifting rush,,,of colors abounding in da’ sky…when livin’ @ where rainbows begin an end!

well jest split da difference. Half an Half!


Other Photo Challenge shotZ frum round da’ Werld!…seems to be more an more evry week also… lotsa sites to check out……

and the rainbow landed on me!

and the rainbow landed on me!

Share of da’ week is a couple of pics frum my frt yard the other day!an a shot frum a previous season {my Fav}…an a poem by William Woodworth!.

THE RAINBOW My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety…

under da' rainbow!

under da’ rainbow!

This time of the year is my fav…cuz of the weekly an sometimes daily rainbows in da sky in the 4 corners wherever one goes an the showers exist!…er the moonsoons i should hope, so as much as possible this year…keepin the mountains wet an green! lush an lively!..

half shadowed here :)

half shadowed here 🙂


So, yep still alive here at the end of the rainbow, werkin on a colorful, warm but not to hot summer here…ah but life in da’ rockies …sumtimes its a grand slam with rainbows an a whatnot landing in me werld..Livin @ da rainbows end….yes sumtimes it’s like livin in or under 🙂 da’

POT of GOLD! lol… hopin’ part of the pot will pour out on me.

da’ pot of gold that is what else ? …

ok back 2 werk lunch break over!


2bowcheck out related posts concernin livin’ @ rainbows end Below!….


🙂 … Q … 🙂

Wishing Light an Secret Language

Wingmaker Chamber 15 Poetry

Wingmakers Chamber 15 Poetry


Wishing Light


sun walks the roof of the sky

with a turtle’s patience.
Circling endlessly amidst the black passage
of arrival and retreat.
Moon can shape shift
and puncture the confidant darkness.
The weaker sister of sun
it bleeds light even as it dwindles
to a fissure of fluorescence.
Black sky like a monk’s hood draped
over stars with squinted eyes.
Stewards lost,
exiled to overspread
the dark lair of the zodiac.
This silent outback where
light is uprooted and cast aside
beats like a tired clock uneven.
It dreams of sunlight passing so
it can follow like a parasite.
Tired of meandering in absence it
wants to live the speed of light and feel its directness.
Wishing to stay alive in light years
and not some recumbent eternity.
Desiring the sharp pain of life
to the dull, numbing outskirts of ancient space.
Darkness follows light like a tireless
wind that pours over tumbleweeds.
But it always seems to outlast the people
if not the light.


~~Secret Language

Night in bed

eyes closed, ears open,
listening to the secret life outside my window.
The liturgy of the nocturnal.
Sounds and rhythms of
swift-footed crickets
giving testimony to the trees that overlook
the native church like great archways
carved of Roman hands.
The intricate language of tiny animals
sweeping through the night air
unfaltering they hold me spellbound.
How can I sleep without an interpreter?
If only I knew what they were saying.
I could sleep again.

The above frum wingmakers chamber 15 along with the art werk above also..and artifacts also..read more here go tot he original wingmakers site click here…


Empyrean & Seperate Being


The gateway into your future is through the completion of this blueprint, and this blueprint is encoded deep within your species. At your root, you are not an immortal psychic impression, or mental echo, but rather, you are the faultless triune of First Source, Source Intelligence and the sovereign entity, colliding in a dance of energy that is evermore. Your mind must grasp the fullness of your true nature and depth of your being, or you will fall prey to the psychic impression and mental echo of your lesser self

Wingmakers 14

Empyream &

a Seperate Being

He walked a higher ground
like a soul untethered to human flesh.
Darkness implored–
demanded his searching stop
and match the drifting gait of others.
But his pathway unwound like a ball of string
sent upward
only to fall in a sentence of light.
Collisions with fate would unrail him
and send him the wishes of obscurity.
The lightning of desire.
The curse of empty dreams.
The witness to unspeakable horrors.
~~He would laugh at the absurdity,
yet aware of the dark ripples
that touched him.
Humanity was a creaseless sheet of blank paper
waiting to be colored and crumpled
into pieces of prey for the beast-hunter.
Why did they wait?
The palette was for their taking.
The “distance” betrayed them.
The shallow grave of the deep heart
killed their faith.
He knew,
yet could not form the words.
Nor draw the map.
The ancient casts of the empyrean
withstood definition.
Paradise lost to the soundless blanket
of the clearest thought,
of the loneliest mind.
~Separate Being~

Waking this morning,
I remember you.
We were together last night
only a thin sheet of glass between us.
Your name was not clear.
I think I would recognize its sound,
but my lips are numb
and my tongue listless from the
climb to your mouth.
Your face was blurred as well,
yet, like a distant god
you took your heart and hand
and there arose within me
a separate being.
I think you were lonely once.
Your only desire, to be understood,
turned away by some vast shade
drawn by a wisdom
you had forgotten.
So you sang your songs
in quiet summons to God
hoping their ripples would return and gather you up.
Continue you.
Brighten your veins
and bring you the unquenchable
kiss of my soul.
Drunken by a lonely name
you stagger forward
into my nights, into my dreams,
and now into my waking.
If I try to forget you
you will precede my now.
I would feel your loss
though I can’t say your name
or remember your face.
I would awaken some morning
and long to feel your skin upon mine
knowing not why.
Feeling the burn of our fire
so clearly that names and faces
bear no meaning
like a candle flicking its light to the
noonday sun.

Check out da interview with james from wingmakers click here

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 The above is a result of me crashing and landing face first on da’ ground, Knowing sumtimes well, jest to get up off the ground is a good thing, even if recovery might be quite some time now :(…. oh well is what it is…….. Q

Your mind must grasp the fullness of your true nature and depth of your being, or you will fall prey to the psychic impression and mental echo of your lesser self

Believe it er not!

Life Matterz July 2014

Happy July 4th 2 U frum Q

Happy July 4th 2 U frum Q

If ya wish to jest post one pic to werdpress here well, read this, Not to knock the new bee boop slow as crap web page designer it does not do what i need to be able to do at werdpress such as change text color size and font etc etc,,,Not the way Ol Mr. cut an paste here does it anyhew… so here is the trick if you want to use the old style pagebuilder at werdpress, ya do a title post with a couple of werds then ya check as a draft and save it then view it, and at the bottom of ur new webpage ya built is an edit link, click on that and will take ya to the old werdpress pagebuilder… Meanwhile have a happy 4th everyone, BBQ on a mountaintop for all the section 6ers today here 🙂 take care Peace pout to U frum Q


Watch your thoughts – they become your words

Watch your words – they become your actions

Watch your actions – they become your habits

Watch your habits – they become your character

Watch your character – it becomes your destiny

Have a Well Charged weekend

Have a Well Charged weekend


1DAAT – means one day at a time

the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected

need i say more..a good morning to u..this is the 4th pos-it frum Q-bird this am all shorties fer fun 🙂 read back ,,,anjoy ur moning bowla whatevr and er coffer er whatnot an …..well,,,,


ingrained into your psychewill be my balloon pics fer da start of ur day,,wit ur morning coffee



i knew ud be here but did u know i still would be lol.ps; they call alcohol spirits ya know,,,cuz all the different varietys are different spirits , jest like all the strains of bud are different spirits also,,? question is which spiritual path do u wish to walk down today…well booze not for me here,cuz then i caan’t fly and ryde and act with any sanity…,so how bout u ,,kleenin’ up our act is up to each owns soul ya know,,tada’