Jabberwocky - by Lewis Carroll on my Birthday

Today, is my birthday. I wish you all a wonderful day on this day of my celebrating having entered this Universe to experience this Life.

I thought I would share something that makes me smile, always has, and reminds me of the fun and magic of what one's birthday should bring into your life for that day each year; and as a reminder to pay attention and enjoy being alive. I've had a rough couple of years and even more so recently on a most personal basis. But, things are looking good and hope runs as always through the veins of us all.

Think now not here so much of the Jabberwock; think rather of the fantastical imagination involved in its creation and the fabulous awe of such stories that take us to other worlds such as these.

This feeling can be alive in our daily lives, if we let it, work for it, create it for ourselves and others. So, I here and now remind myself and others, of that magic that is our hidden surreal desires, hopes, pleasures, fantasies and that which we can all have within the confines of our own minds and lives.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

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Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll (from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872) From
Jabberwocky.com