so it's 12:18. 12:18 midnight time. just got blessed (blested). ooh, lauren came on.. how's lauren? i hope well.. and how i loved listening to lauren back in the day. the drive to san diego.. and the good egg. ugh, and the bad one that my heart chased all over the place. how i miss parts of that self back then. less wear and tear. pre-pre-tre-jaded days. i'm not jaded. i'm jaded. i'm not jaded. i have healthy thoughts. ;0
i hope that the boys are okay, and the girls. and hoping that they have love. everywhere. i'd love to see them and get along some time. actually, i have never had hate for anyone. i actually have compassion. and i would love to see everyone happy together.. separate. together.
oh kay interruption. good interruption... my darling! gotta go! bless you.
i find myself cursing at a broken glass splinter. stupid fuckin thing. and it's just a thing. good night. ;)
lily allen "smile"
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
journaling with beck
what the heck
slow is this mo
ment and so he
slows it down
but like the sunset
we miss
the green flash
each time
so slow down
and don't
blink too
hard
10
is done
completed
only to
begin
again
slow is this mo
ment and so he
slows it down
but like the sunset
we miss
the green flash
each time
so slow down
and don't
blink too
hard
10
is done
completed
only to
begin
again
lightning bolt
truth is a lightning bolt
and a knocked out tooth
and a kite in the sky i
let go
of this moment
many moons ago
but i am right here
loveing every tinker of
this
love changeing
de-layering
like an artichoke(d)
on my breath
for a second there
there
only getting
better
n'er
say n'er
love gets
better
ain't a beggar
or a sucker
for hate
love
hate
love hate
dove says fly
be the truth
some might hide
true
beauty never
ever
lies
green.blog.april tax day. did u pay?
iwe belong right here.and go there sometimes though.we forget that we are still right here.strong like a rock.hardened.maybe.surely movin through everything like a river.we flirt many times with the river.cannot believe we are with the river.but in fact we are the river.so remember to remember because we may forget again.so do not forget this time because your heart is a hundred star*wberries and you are a dee-licious star.ling. startling the hungry. remember.remember...truth is a lightning bolt.a lot of lightning bolts.bold..like...a guiness.a guiness.jack.soho and 7!too sweet.ginger sting bite.i like this.
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