Trapped

I am a man. I am trapped in a woman's body. But don't worry, it's okay! I love women and this woman? Available to me 24/7... Delicious.

Manipulated

In our language we use words to perceive, to describe, to define our world. Some of those words we choose have a secret enlightenment for us if we care to explore its secrets. If we would understand the flip side of a word's meaning and implications,...

Admiration of Another (for Ronin)

Aspiring to be like another is negating what we authentically are. Admiration of another harms our own authenticity. For instance: The attribute we define as 'artistic' entails having a leaping-like-mind that bounces randomly rather than...

A Request For Silence

If we shared an idea, a feeling, a misery and no one responded would that constitute our need for someone to 'simply' listen? If we, in dialogue, share our thoughts with another using them as a vessel into which to empty and are annoyed if they...

Who Are Y :o) U

"Each of us needs to find out who we are apart from the who we wish we could be or the who anyone else wants us to be." Words offered by a character in a recently watched movie. I am convinced that this is a truth for all of us. An inherent,...

How Does It Happen

When it happened there was no outside evidence. As if part of a domino-falling project, the happening was part of the set-up in which the beginning was no longer available for investigation. The trail of dominoes was infinite and the happening was...

Creativity Under Light

Here at Thoughts.com the-sum-of-all-the-parts-that-creates-me expresses the-changing-sum-of-me materializing. In other words, the-sum-of-all-the-parts-that-creates-me is making herself known and she only exists in this way for the duration of this...

Creativity Under Glass

Today I arrive here at myself with an anticipatory feeling of wonder. I await the discovery that my exercise in stream-of-consciousness-expression will reveal... or that it may reveal nothing at all but a ramble of smooth vibration from my dark side...

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I had the intuition that I was facing an untruth. Nevertheless because I was told that the untruth was a truth, I believe them and flushed my intuition. Why did I decide that their knowledge was more accurate than mine? Was it because I...

Rambling

When, what I refer to as my creative juices flow, my mind is a firework of riffling; a process in my brain (I refer to it now as confusion) when my brain shuffles 'stuff' that bangs into other 'stuff' that collides with fragments consequenced from...

The Change at Thoughts.com

With the recent gate-lowering over at Scribbles Challenge, I see how Thoughts has changed. Watching the change happen over some time, I wondered what entity this change would create. I 'felt' it wasn't a good thing for me and I distanced myself from...

Yawn...discussing politics.

Why do we, the voting public, discuss government problems in social interaction especially through blogging? Why do we discuss topics that we have no actual influence in changing? Why do we spend an inordinate time debating issues that we have no...

More of the same

I come to write channelling my subconscious through words. I have recently discovered that the urge to create is a desire from my subconscious. It is my dark side. It is from whence all my absorbed stimulation streams. A replay of all that I am...

My Dark Side

I watch helplessly as they, blind to the other, interact with some phantom invented story that represents their partner. Neither has the correct evaluation of the other, their descriptions tainted by the prejudice of subjectivity reflect an illusion,...