Into the Next!

What a year.

Lots of interesting and new adventures.

New little bits of magic and wonderment.

New Little Beauty!

But also alot of tests, of self.

Resulting in changes and admitance.

I hear some call this Growing Up, but I am not too sure.

This last year has had more frustration in it than all the other before

Added together!

But that is only because my life now has more To It!

More...meaning?

Now the next year. What will it bring?

Hopefully, it will have more smiles and less conflict.

But I'll take the conflicts for the Smiles, if that is the deal.

So much happiness in those we love.

Now, get out there and shake your tail feathers!

Believe

Smile!
The holidays are swirling
Wrapping us with the closeness
Special times 
Missed hugs
Warm thoughts even as we
Float through the snowy nights
Safe and happy times to all.

Thoughts before bed last night

Going crazy or already there feels the same once you notice the fading of reality to a level where it ever being as you think it is supposed to be seems more and more unlikely and impossible.  

Was Away Hunting Ninja!

Back from the West 
Out of touch for a while 
Land of Hobbits and Gamblers
Tight and powerful knowledge is in my blood
Planning on seeing after these dreaming Hungers leave
Wondering if these stars are really all for me
Feeling lucky in an awake way
Simple hopes for the loved
Truthful all the same

For Body and Mind

As Robin on Batman, Burt Ward mentioned a “Holy _____” line 352 times in the TV show’s 120 episode run. Holy overkill, Batman!

111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321

Your stomach has to produce a new layer of mucus every two weeks otherwise it will digest itself.

A group of unicorns is called a blessing.

Thanks

Refreshing cool breezes.
Wake the mind, even as the 
The yearly Death
Starts to kill
We know, though, that its
Secretly giving Life its nap
To come back ready
When the cold times are finished
Sounds familiar?
Have lots of close times, to remind those 
You love
That they are what makes your life
Alive.

Take a Seat

In the back room of my less viewed thoughts, there is a little chair.
Wooden. Smooth and worn. I think I got it at some metaphysical yard sale.
They must have used it when they were doing something messy. It is stained a bit.
I had it for a while before I put it to use. 
At first I just hung unused facades on it, too lazy to put them away after a night of
Being some other me.
Then, for a while, I thought I had lost it in a move when I lost my mind for a bit.
Finally though, I let someone Sit on it. 
Not the most comfy chair. I know.
But it had a good view of my ways, and I could interact with the Sitter 
From any angle
So, this was nice. This felt useful. Non wasteful.  
But as things go, for me, I sort of kept the chair in the backroom.
It was nice to be able to walk by the doorway and enjoy the Sitter.
So, eventually, the Sitter got up to move around. Legs to stretch, you see.
So now the chair is empty again, and I find myself missing the Sitter.
It was nice to feel company near, in mind, even if not in flesh.
But now, when I come into that backroom, to maybe pick up some old jokes, say
I can see the chair isn’t as I thought it was.  
That means the Sitter wasn’t either. Close, and still great.
There is a freedom in this.  
You cant loose something that never was.
I now know that I had created the Sitter, 
With romanticized indecision
Based on a chair that never was
Even in the back room of my less viewed thoughts

Get Some

Sticking it to the ones following me, I jumped through a back alley window into a smutty little titty bar’s toilet. Out in the room, the smell was worse it. Fuck it. I headed to the bar. If I was gonna catch a slug from some dumpy city cop, then I was gonna do it drunk. The tender poured me my whiskey, and I tried to steady my hands to drink. The blood loss and the drugs were fucking me hard. Well, screw them. I’ll just fuck back harder. All that Fuck talk, hee hee, and all the gyrating naked chicks were getting to me.
I had another bright idea. If one of the bags of shit was gonna shoot my soon-to-be-drunk ass, I decided it would be while I was nailing one of these hot little pieces of tail. I shot down another swig. One of the little flesh toys smiled to me. Heh. Poor little fuck hole in waiting. Time to get some poontang!

"Can't Hate Fuck the Ones You Love"

Form fitted enticement with a tempting smile, big eyes, and just the way of saying
“I think I need to be thrown around. I don’t want to be treated gently”
Leaves you filled with the questions if you should just grab her now
Or maybe it is friendly flirtation
With the hinted at Taking not really thought out
I remember that I Know her from before.  
That does nothing to lessen the Lightning.
 But after, I was hit by the realization that I actually took the time 
To Question

Bite My Own Teeth

Sad frustration. I was going to write about the beauty and beauties.
Sad hopelessness. I wished to write about the unexpected smiles.
Sad fears and tears. I want to write about betterment.
Sad fucking world. I will have to write about lies.

More Wet Than Water?

“She crashed into my life as she wandered into my day.
Like some sin tipped bullet slamming into my head.
Dream colored eyes, Soul stealing lips.
Her light touch, casual, as she reached across my lap
Made every other woman vanish from my memory
From my heart.
I knew that I was gonna end, somehow. Soon, but happy.
And, her legs! These legs-”

The bartender didn’t really care.  
Thought the story might have got dirty
Faster
But it didn’t. Just turning simple.
He knew the Dancer the drunk was reminiscing about.
They all did, down by the Sea.

“-there was once, only once, when she let me have her.
Sort of.  
I’ll never get that scent of her, up close, out of my mind.
Pure pleasure.  
Like god mixed whiskey and pussy together.
You cant understand how that stays with you.
Ruling everyday of your life….”

This guy was almost done. The end of the story was always the same.
With them all.
A sadness and a deep need
That will never go away.
And one they will treasure for all time.
The bartender poured him one on the house.

Breeze off the Water

I see bright things in the future.
Wait. I can see A future!
I really rarely ever thought about 
What’s Over The Next Hill
Now, casually, these thoughts settle
Into my mind.
It is like looking at the ocean.
Instead of just seeing 
the majesty and the roaring power.
The truth and beauty
Now I find myself imagining
What treasures and sights
Wonders and Delights
Populate the far shores

Unseen for now.

Calm Growl

What am I feeling?  

Is it a tease, a turn, and twitch?

Some naughty little bits of left over dreams

Float in my eyes in the morning

Staying near my thoughts as I tackle the day

Interacting with the world

All I see is Flesh A-Waiting

Cleaning and caring

Trying to relax

Or rather, trying to want to

There will be other times to sleep

Other times to second guess

Now, I guess

Is the time to allow

The Needs and the Wants

To figure themselves out

Tomorrow will be good

In a special innocent needed way

But the nights

Oh the nights

I can already breathe

The dark streets

I Like-a Tea

I just started a little vacation.
And what did I do?
Big old nerdy and oh-so-cool me?
I mean, this weekend was fun!
A couple of very good friends got married
Dancing and Drinking and Smiles

(..and drunks and fights and…)

So, I did have a lot of fun, 
But then, today, I decided to Enjoy!
So I slept in!  
Until 8am. Woo.

Then, fun times!

I did the dishes and cleaned.
But later I Finally let loose.
I made some tea (I love tea)
And watched the epic
Clash of the Titans!
Awesome!
I hear tell of a remake.

I hope they get it right.

Fun Fun Fun!!!

Between 1 and 20

A little Addiction, but which flavor to taste

The older one, tried and true

The new one, fancy and bright

The choice is mine if I take it

Others will have to make their own

I just want to feel the Magic

Seen before

“And now for something completely different!” (click here)

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Its pretty cool being able to think and wonder. There have been times when I have been too busy, for good or bad, to just sort of let the mind wander. To really get lost in thoughts. But not today. I am a captive audience for my random interests. Even then, though, the temptation to use this thought allowing time for some goal oriented guided inquisitive process is there. But I will try to let it pass. To just open the gates and see what spills out.

Hey! Look! Chickies!

In My Head

Sweetness 
Moving and swaying.  
Some of the best moments fade
Only to return
Like an unexpected surprise
To grant you the pleasure
Again
Of such a Memory.

I can remember
Right now, if I want
I can again Feel
As exciting as that is
I am more Fueled
By the idea of adding
Memories 
Bright, Full, 
New.

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Ok. Summer Time!

Hot ladies.

Lots of them.

And they are Fun!

They like the Heat

They like the Breeze

Sometimes it’s time to relax

Other times, you just gotta Melt.

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Blam and Flumph.
I don't really know what I want to do.
Do I want to be the Go Getter?
Would I rather just fade to the back?
Sitting and watching
Instead of the effort.
Instead of the Fight.
broader thoughts are needed.
Bigger times to live.
Bring me the head of Elvis
I will drink from it till I am
Filled.

Slide

Slide it Good. All the way.
Find a place, doesn’t have to special.
Just has to be there.
That doesn’t mean it won’t be right
It will still matter.
In fact, more than you can guess
Touching a brief hidden bit of 
Heaven
The Flesh behind the Smile.
Now, you got the place?

Now, you got the place?
You got it all ready?
Now comes the time.  
The Good Time.
So ready your mind switch to On
Let your Body revert to Go
That is our true selves.
Quick Bright Flash of the Gods.
Now
Be true to the Action
Believe in the Right
And Slide, little dancers,
Slide Good all the Night.

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“Predator” in 10 seconds!
Ha Ha!
It rocks!

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“Pray to what gods you might hold dear

That when the time is that They come

You’ll not have to feel the sickening stretch

Of your little mind trying to understand

That which cannot be known”

I sort of realized that the bum looking dude

Who I thought was sleeping

Was mumbling to me, eyes wide and crazy

I guess even he couldn’t sleep with

The stink coming off of him

“Yeah, that bad, eh?”

I decided to play along. I was bored.

He seemed to adjust something, strange

Under his worn coat

Then he sort of zoned out, and half closed his eyes.

“Hey man,…you gots any smokes…?”

I can still smell his bits of brains.

Miles in the Mind

Slickery, tipping tunes 
Bouncing
Driving the flaunted feelings 
Making me say, yeah, Should have gone Out
Listened to some Cool in the eve air
Instead, got some flash.
Twinkle and Sheen
All black and smooth and new
There are other things I may say, Should Have to
(Not THAT Shoulda. Other stuff!)
I heard once, from a Mad man of wisdom
Seldom worried
That it is better to sleep on something you have yet to Do
Than be kept awake by something you have already Done.

Time for some Ink.

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Bright was the dawn when I woke for the real day
Sandy and sharp dreams still waved to me in the mirror
The ordinary was enjoyed
Knowing what came next
Off to the roads, which in the starting daylight always hold
Possibilities
New times just down the broken line

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Just a quickie
Just a wink
Little pleasant thoughts and small rolling hopes
Some new cravings to brighten new paths
Few if any memories contain darkness
Most Big Deals fade and go back
The summer sun reminds me of all the pleasant
Deviations from before
I look forward to a warm day, a cool drink, witty talk
Open smiles, bright eyes, sun kissed touches
With Jeep-like freedom
To take the Days as I will
Letting the Nights come and do as it must

Feeling Good.

Small smiles, but they are from someplace deep and soft
And safe.
Inside. Inside the balance of things.
When you feel something is weakening, worsening,
Take a second and look.
You will notice other scars healing.  
Other fears turning to hope.
Past pains and worries now giving you some peace.
Faith in those you love.
Smooth moments.
I wonder how far the changes go.
How near the chances are.
When the next magic will be felt.
I can see the stars between the dark parts.
The smiles, with touch and thought.

Let it all in.