Unravel-Me

  Plunging my hand into the web of lines afore me, I ferret out mine and finding it, yank it towards me. I am determined. I look at the intertwining mess that has me stopped for the moment and ask the question. Was I not paying attention to...

Showing Up

Here I am. Present. Accounted for. Creating. Often I have heard, "You need to show up every day. Exclusively used, in my experience, in art circles. Here I am. Present. Accounted for. Creating. And what am I creating...

Adulation

On the road, on my way to claim my 'right' to adulation, I learnt that if one pleases others, the pay off is gratitude and attention. On the road with me was someone who learnt that outrageously pleasing themselves garnered admiration and...

Fire and Ice

Within me, fire and ice. Meld, drowning me. I gasp for air and find none. Is this it? Intake, one more time, air ... gulping. No. None. I sink back into the reality of the moment ... silence... Floating. A pounding in my...

She Loves You Well

  She loves you well. And when you are well. You are freed, leaving her. For you tis a shot into life, for her tis her heart cracking. The pain sets her on fire. And as she burns she espies the glow. Your happiness as you fly...

Something personal something freed

Something personal, freed by an open hand, has left a pit of sadness. A sadness that won't leave until I listen to her lessons. A lecture I did not want to attend but when the invitation came, it was expected. I protested in an effort to slow...

The Symbiosis of Pleasure

One is as bad as the other. It is not in the comparison of which entertainment method is the most valuable but rather that both in the comparison are entertainment methods. The problem is finding a new way. Away from the comparison...

Deep in Don't Care

The stories that run through my head while I, vigilant, watch, could bring Hollywood to blush. As I learn how my mind works, I am entertained as it offers over and over again numerous schemas to solve any mal-being I may have. When I first began...

The Treasure in Misery

  The cycle finished, she balanced the chaos gently between her hands. She was sad but strong. And if the payoff of sad was strength, she could deal with that. She watched herself balance the point in her life that had usurped her. Her...

Folly of the Past

In accepting that I create my own suffering I find that I have the power to change it. Pain is, joy is but suffering is a choice. In accepting the flow as is in its perfection knowing that where I currently discover my self in my life, could not...

My Problem

I have a problem. My problem stems from that I have no schema as to what I am aiming. I am wandering around in the dark, led by a force that has not informed where it's taking me. The force insists that being confident in the dark is the only...

Shutdown

I am shutdown. Except for this anonymous leaking trickle here on Thoughts, I am mute. A trickle of tears that winds and curves over the rocks of communication.   The connection is dark. No light on that I can see. The door is closed. ...

Excitement Escapism

Searching for excitement, we attempt escaping the boredom of our lives. Boredom, the child of not having things the way we want, pierces like a knife. As we focus on alleviating our boredom, we escape into excitement. However, although we...

Finding Destiny

Once I sped around frantically searching for my destiny. After some years of racing about, I was gasping for breath. In my suffering, I took a deep intake of air and stopped. And in that peaceful arrest, destiny found me.  

Loneliness Pervades

The loneliness pervades in the caverns of a beyond. The chill wafts down the corridor enveloping me as it passes. I wonder how it could be this cold. Was it in my dreams I felt that warm? Was it illusion that embraced with a tenderness...

Redundant and Obvious

the frontal lobes work better when aware that the frontal lobes work better when aware     euni

When Did I Become Your Enemy?

When did I become your enemy? When did this transformation take place? Was it when I became less than you expected? Was it when my revealed feelings communicated a criticism of you? Why did my feelings expressed transform into a violation...

Pressure Pressure Pressure

Pressure. We insert in each other pressure. For what? Why do we do this to each other. Everyone knows it feels shitty. So why do we continue doing this? Why not try something new? Searching for ways to release the pressure that...

Mid Afternoon Me

      Be free dear friend and choose as you will. Be not concerned with how your choices affect me. Yours is to process your experience and honour your authenticity. I have choices too. My desire is your well being. And what...

What I See

I see you lying to yourself. Do I tell you? I try. You believe the illusion. My choice now?