If discretion is the better part of valor, valorousness, valiance........

Then there has to be a 'bad' part of valor, right? I don't yet know what that might be, but I may figure it out before I leave you today.

I like saying that word, "valor". Just sounds like a soul lightening term, valor.
 Not really knowing if it means the same as honor or heroism, I look it up on the Wordnet.

 The noun valor has 1 sense (first 1 from tagged texts)
                                           
1. (7) heroism, gallantry, valor, valour, valorousness,valiance,


 valiancy -- (the qualities of a hero or heroine; .exceptional or 


heroic courage when facing danger (especially in battle); "he 


showed great heroism in battle"; "he received a medal for valor")


 I had initially thought of "Honor" as being similar in "Valor" as a virtue. It seems that valor could include honor as well as other positive or strong attributes during a danger or fight. So many parts to comprise valor, I can see how a few might be seen lower in value than discretion.

 A form of 'discreet', this to me states prudence. An ability to keep one's mouth shut. To know when to hold information from whom and whom to give it to when the time is right.

 Let's see how close on the Wordnet.


 The noun discretion has 5 senses (first 2 from tagged texts)
                                     
1. (5) discretion -- (freedom to act or judge on one's own).


2. (2) discretion, discreetness, circumspection, prudence -- 


(knowing how to avoid embarrassment or distress; "the servants 


showed great tact and discretion")


3. delicacy, discretion -- (refined taste; tact)


4. free will, discretion -- (the power of making free choices 


unconstrained by external agencies)


5. discretion, discernment -- (the trait of judging wisely and 


objectively; "a man of discernment")


 So I'll use the second sense with the adjective 'discrete' for my purpose. 
 I adore 'circumspection'. It's stealthy. 'Prudence' has always gotten a bad rap. Prudes don't get asked to the dance, but teases sure are fine.


 What is not fine is that I haven't yet come up with the negative part of valor. I'm leaning toward being blunt to a fault. A person can be heroic in a battle and still speak their mind. Although the worse part of valor is being blunt, I believe in working better than discretion in certain situations that call for a quick wit and mass verbosity. -

A space without time

One inch punch to the ego

 From the far corners of the universe,

 to the inner expanses of our minds

 lies a thought that has existed for all time 

and only comes to fruition

when these 4 billion people

gather their energies

up on this world

causing us to head-bang in recognition

of the year that is

2012!

We're not scared of your tornado,


 We don't fear your flood.


 You can put us in volcanoes but,


 it wouldn't change this love.


 If we defeat natural disasters,


of this earth,


We can even tackle hunger,


 we're only what it's worth.


 We won't run from your tsunami,


 We won't dodge your quake.


They can pound us with their monsoons,


but our souls they cannot shake.


 When we defeat natural disasters,


of ourselves,


 we can even muffle violence


in 2012's ___________

That's some grin!

Kidnapped by my own gf!

 Who'd have thought that an invisible woman could hold such power over me! I've been held captive by my girlfriend. Sad thing is, I don't mind.

 I told her that I had to post to my blog, and she's let me have a few minutes to tell my fellow bloggers what's going on.

 Head down to Zombie's Everywhere to check out a little interview. ZE is one of the most entertaining blogs out there, and now I'm on it!

 the link: ZE interview with Shockgrubz

That's all for now, for my invisible gf is flipping the breaker!

My grandparents became massive storms!

Even in the atmosphere, they're together

I thought it odd that 8 years after the day my grandmother passed away, hurricane Irene made landfall. That was her name.

 I found it even more odd that a week later, tropical depression Lee came rushing into Louisiana. Lee was what my late grandpa was called.

 This was actually kind of sweet for me. I don't like that people died and homes were destroyed, but I know that these two were inseparable in life, and it looks so in the afterlife as well.

Prose for pokies

Found In-Tandem, and thought I'd give it a go. Randoomness abounds!

Credits to Natasha

Tribal tat trial, 

Exciting external experiment.

Tattoo Parlor approaches,

So does pending apprehension.

Blood mixing with ink,

Turning stomach, fresh air needed.

 Spikes of skepticism, 

 Chains chingling with chagrin

 Metal meeting meat,

 Blur by during my speeding exit.

 Turn the corner, 

 Naked of markings,

 I retch,

 Breaking patrons judge silently.

 Breathe, retch, repeat.

 Looking up,

 Expecting to see scowls.

 An ink covered lioness winks,

 Peeling stained thoughts and feelings all away.