Sunday, February 27, 2005
Sincere Confusion
So there I was, french-kissing a zombie, which is both more troubling and more sexy than it sounds, when I come to realize that it isn’t me that my hand loves to love, but some cat crazy hottie that makes it meow.
I had to really wonder, after all was said and done, who IS a Zeke? Trying not to loose sleep as I waste to day away, I find out that a quick fix to an unimportant problem is all in the repetition.
If, after having been exposed to someone's presence, you feel as if you've
lost a quart of plasma, avoid that presence. You need it like you need
pernicious anemia.
Sounds like good advice, Bill.
I nay say and I doubt, but when you heart is pulled it is difficult to hold on to petty bullshit, no matter how much that action is ingrained in your emotional make up.
I heard a funny, that a piece of my past is more that before. A cheap shot maybe, but nonetheless a sensation of pleasure curdled through my being.
I find certain things varied in their importance and their ability to give my life a positive shine. Varied moment by moment. It would almost be better if it just sucked all the time. Then you wouldn’t wade through the crap to find that nugget of heaven.
Hey, Baby, its all good….
What you see usually is what you get. Most of life is obvious and honest in its presentation. It is our hopes and wants which lie to us, making something seem to be what it isn’t.
Our lies make others untrue.
But our interest can make them god-like.
The Fool laughs when others cry.
I had to really wonder, after all was said and done, who IS a Zeke? Trying not to loose sleep as I waste to day away, I find out that a quick fix to an unimportant problem is all in the repetition.
If, after having been exposed to someone's presence, you feel as if you've
lost a quart of plasma, avoid that presence. You need it like you need
pernicious anemia.
Sounds like good advice, Bill.
I nay say and I doubt, but when you heart is pulled it is difficult to hold on to petty bullshit, no matter how much that action is ingrained in your emotional make up.
I heard a funny, that a piece of my past is more that before. A cheap shot maybe, but nonetheless a sensation of pleasure curdled through my being.
I find certain things varied in their importance and their ability to give my life a positive shine. Varied moment by moment. It would almost be better if it just sucked all the time. Then you wouldn’t wade through the crap to find that nugget of heaven.
Hey, Baby, its all good….
What you see usually is what you get. Most of life is obvious and honest in its presentation. It is our hopes and wants which lie to us, making something seem to be what it isn’t.
Our lies make others untrue.
But our interest can make them god-like.
The Fool laughs when others cry.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Big Room.
Dreams of lustful situations free your mind to release your conscience.
Sipping a whiskey in a darkened bar, you might like the look of a slender approaching little piece of fun, but you can’t always give in to your tastes. You don’t always even want to.
Disturbing the cycle of heat and wanting.
Letting you need in the open.
Making you hunger in your own vision.
Never fake the moment, because you might not get the chance to see it again. And once you know what you like, see if you can like it more.
Our beasts are the refuge of our power. The final force that will win the battle or be ripped apart in the attempt. Yearning is such honest effort, but few do it with honest zeal. Afraid to admit they are alone or that they seek? Imperfect? What? No not someone in this world!
Go on with ‘ya!
We are all just pieces of something more, broken and scattered.
And imagine trying to put it all together when you are down among the puzzle pieces. Start with the edges.
I admit I need. I lust. I want. So mush sometimes.
Other times, it is like there is only gray ice and fog in my world.
Still, it is nice fog and really smooth ice.
But I know I seek.
And in doing so I am able to feed my needs.
Yummy Yummy.
Sipping a whiskey in a darkened bar, you might like the look of a slender approaching little piece of fun, but you can’t always give in to your tastes. You don’t always even want to.
Disturbing the cycle of heat and wanting.
Letting you need in the open.
Making you hunger in your own vision.
Never fake the moment, because you might not get the chance to see it again. And once you know what you like, see if you can like it more.
Our beasts are the refuge of our power. The final force that will win the battle or be ripped apart in the attempt. Yearning is such honest effort, but few do it with honest zeal. Afraid to admit they are alone or that they seek? Imperfect? What? No not someone in this world!
Go on with ‘ya!
We are all just pieces of something more, broken and scattered.
And imagine trying to put it all together when you are down among the puzzle pieces. Start with the edges.
I admit I need. I lust. I want. So mush sometimes.
Other times, it is like there is only gray ice and fog in my world.
Still, it is nice fog and really smooth ice.
But I know I seek.
And in doing so I am able to feed my needs.
Yummy Yummy.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Big Smile
Like the sunshine in the morning.
Or the sounds of strange music drifting through he night.
Like a wild wooded field hidden in a city.
Unexpected and unready for.
But needed and wanted more than before thought possible.
Sometimes you never even know you are lacking something in your life until it is there. That can mess you up. Makes you think.
What else am I crying out for with muted voice?
Are my hands reaching for something so dear while I fail to notice?
Sometimes we think there is a timeline that should be followed.
But the reality is that whatever speed life moves at is the pace we should set.
Do not fight the current. Enjoy the drift.
And smile at the unexpected goodies.
Oh! And never turn down a chance to take a bubble bath in a Jacuzzi!
Growwwwwwlllll!
Or the sounds of strange music drifting through he night.
Like a wild wooded field hidden in a city.
Unexpected and unready for.
But needed and wanted more than before thought possible.
Sometimes you never even know you are lacking something in your life until it is there. That can mess you up. Makes you think.
What else am I crying out for with muted voice?
Are my hands reaching for something so dear while I fail to notice?
Sometimes we think there is a timeline that should be followed.
But the reality is that whatever speed life moves at is the pace we should set.
Do not fight the current. Enjoy the drift.
And smile at the unexpected goodies.
Oh! And never turn down a chance to take a bubble bath in a Jacuzzi!
Growwwwwwlllll!
