The things I find...the things I aquire...I love the random cloud of twirling and swirling wonderfulness that surrounds my state of being at all moments.
Revelations of the today no longer have to wait til tomorrow...there is no day like today...for today there wasn't a tomorrow and tomorrow will never be today.
I have been going through old journals lately remembering thoughts of old and writing thoughts of new. Some entries were quite sobering but many brought so many smiles...7 years of journals is quite alot to be reunited with.
Here are some of my thoughts...
"truth tries. love lies. trust dies.
but something in your eyes.
all i can see when i close mine is your big beautiful brown eyes
my heart is on trial the verdict is final
but something about your smile...
your amazing smile tugs my heart away
from the unhappiness of its unfortunate trial
there is an imaginary line between enough and too much
but something about your touch
your tender touch lets my heart know with you there is never enough, let alone too much
failure is my only choice but something about your voice
your soft sweet serene voice makes me feel like i can live forever
all I need is the peaceful sound of your beautiful voice" '03
S(he) sees me as a tribal dance through civiliazed eyes...sees me as beauty, but will never understand 21406
Peace broken, words spoken
buy tokens to play the game
No! your clever, pull the lever
look outside the frame.
why sit?
why sat?
pick up the bat...
you know what to do
The brutaliy, mality, deciet and fality
aroused in just a dream.
Lost gazing, dazing
for just one grazing
Of the top layer of cream.
But the minds bending
with time spending
the echoing mock of tick tock.
Keep seeking, searching,
not leaking, lerching...
this nightmare will end but,
until then, come on
DIG IN!
This is a perfection of fiction
reflecting infliction...
This is our chance to dance,
til the moon goes down and the sun comes up
we'll fly and swim through the rain.
Or
We can sit and sat, and tit and tat
til the last drop of grain.
8906
searching calling, but freely falling
up the world with both feet over the edge
Sliding, gliding, creeping, beeping
red and white ants in a
slow-motion race.
sleeping through their own American dream.
In and out, round about til
they...knock, knock, knock
on destiny's door.
The painful pounding floor boards of our heads
are their escalators of the dead, we yell
Stop...wake up...
Run down the up
go out the in and breathe
Their first breathe
Look up...
Feel, the freely falling flipping drops
dripping to their tongue
Taste...
their first flavor.
Their open eyes
briefly blinded by the light
Then the breathe they just took
is swept away and a pro-longed gasp
sucks down the senses
for the first sight of pure beauty
overwhelmes the mind.
Jump the fences, regain their senses
and smell the splashed of the drupping drops
in the self-reflecting puddles of their mind.
Uphoric senses of this dream world
are life's only reality
The beauty is spreading with
these rippling puddles of me and you.
8906
arms outstreched to grasp the shrinking ledge
flying high, and soaring free
who needs ground when there is no i only we
81606
letters unspoken
life's unwoken
speak the beauty unseen
truth's untelling
(lies) unveiling with
the clocks constant ticking
we keep constantly digging
shovel huddle
break
want the light
shadowed in fright
inner shivering
racing or pacing
knowing is needing
hiding is keeping
loosen thoughts
let beauty flow
the unseen seen
the untold spoken
and we are living in our dream
101006
lasting impressions of yesterday's imperfections...
103106
i woke up and smiled today. i love that feeling, waking up and smiling, beautiful.
the chilled wind against my bare skin is one of my favorite parts of winter.
its like a first kiss, everytime. it opens my eyes to the world and its beauty.
this feeling is in many things, in many times, but for some reason there is nothing
like that sweet kiss on my cheek for 3 months. 112206
pete and repete
2 friends of mine
blink and sink
both sucess in time
tales upon tails
of drinking lessons
i piddle now paddle
to (OH) group's sessions
strive and drive
2 shots of the night
but stale and fail
2 tastes of the fight
dashing and thrashing
through fork upon fork
but flitter and flutter
do snows of new york
open or shut
i walk or i wait
a one way alley
leads straight to your gate
now peek do follow
the shadow above
itll fly you to highs
this drug called....love
12507
meet me where the fire flies roam
where the world's washed away
and the red fern's grown.
meet me in this sacred place
where the wind kisses your skin
with her everlasing grace
follow me down the tree covered paths
where we'll run rampant
through the puddles (go splash).
take my hand and i'll show you this world
I'll open your eyes
and reality will be twirled.
run away with me and I'll show you this unknown
don't worry about breadcrumbs
because this is your home...
72707
smile from afar...release from within...the distance is driving the friction between...afar and within...between one and two...infinite possibles lie between you
31307
a related succession
of clashing percussion
in one fatal tempt
to revitalize this concussion
0ne, 2, three and for
brief blanks in blinks
thoughts to think
thyme to tink(er)
in the mind
of a forgotten soul
a lesson to render
from one's sender
the days forgotten
the morrows forsaken
beaten....broken
a token of love
or loss
running rounds in pulp
stop...then gulp
swallow the truth...
u not me shall always be
11008
music is medicine for the soul. it instigates, creates, cures...this ancient form of communication and inspiration plays such a powerful role in life. its amazing how a song can bring back the dead and strike down the proud. accentuated lyrics, punctuated gasps of breathe, and the voice one's soul has filled the atmosphere in my world and carried me through on the wings of a dove safely to shore; saving me from the heartless, dark waves crashing down all around me. elegantly placed notes and words continuously reminds me of the world that i want to live in, the beauty around me, the strength i have within myself, and that life will always go on...nothing stops time, and time can cure many things so embrace it, get the most out of it, don't waste it...just don't waste it...
don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better
And any time you feel the pain refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
31808
hold onto tomorrow for it leads the way for today
release the obsession of tomorrow's suppression
be one
be two
be free
unleashing mind or fleeting time
count one
count two
your me, your you
life lived, life gained
but what, oh what
remains sane?
sanity's great deception
a life long lesson
one, two
teach me, teach you
learned you, learned me
a life lived free
no want, no need
just succeed
i me, you you
not one, but two
shall live a life of dreams
11409
passionate release of ever changing sustenance
pulsing rivers of deep dark rouge
the beating drum of lust's player
love's chorus two voices fuse
the intertwined bind of the young mind
ever growing towards the other
emotions reveled
a lifetime unveiled
our hands combined
we'll never fail
11409
These are just a few that stood out to me...I'm still going through writings so maybe I'll post more. I am not living in the past, I just don't want to forget. Some things should live on forever.
Ok, starting from the top: 
