blessings // buttons y'all ~ here is where you can push the buttons of meaning and poetic interpretations of angel & angle windows of insight. peek around, there's a lot to see. (you may discover a key) For me? To sew is bestow! (buttons are like seeds) my aim is to frame THAT name : my sight is to ignite and thus write N2 PARADISE CLARITY. (for what is understanding if not for the s3arch & struggle to get there?)
You’re surrounded by the marvels of human struggle.
You smile at rebellion as it motivates you to create the will to break free.
I never meant to translate that a future was inconceivable.
I just want more than meets the eyes.
“A depth into sensation wherein the glances of glory; transforms our hearts.”
Seeing the sunset of your character frozen into imagination; inspires me to break the ice and warm you through appending realizations of fire.
As time regurgitates itself, we can then move into a new transition.
The dictum of love; pronounces the authority; wherein the expression of its value is made known.
When we glance at the marvels and mystery of human struggle, we often are propelled to create. Often times, I have seen so many smiles at those who turn the wheel in another direction, those who don’t mind to STAND UP, when everyone says SIT DOWN! To keep talking, although they are threatened to be silent! There is a need to keep going in the midst of the war when love is truly pronounced; we can, by all means, continue with a motion that is welcoming! COLOR is a sensation. It is brighter than the odds of what is invisible. The deeper we go there, we will be able to see more clearly.
Then, there is the question of time. AND who hasn’t had something to say about it? We can look at Albert Einstein, and his theory on time or even other great philosophers and artists, who ponder at its measure. Can it be measured at all? IF it’s non-existent why do we program ourselves to its design? There is so much involved in the magic of LOVE, and I just want to encourage everyone to grab hold to it!
As we see those frozen into imagination, it is by the reality of fire we can warm those closest to us!
You indeed have the authority, to bring about a change!
The rumor has been put to sleep, and the death of delusional magic has arrived.
I’ve been met with the warmth of clouds before; except they have been on the ground.
Fresh dew; appearing on the grass. These clouds have fallen down and I’ve walked through their weightless and Nonexistent feeling before.
At last; in this proclamation, every instinct of unanswered meaning will awaken.
A long sleep has plagued its awareness.
For the sake of her; the composition has been largely forgotten and deceived.
Years have gone by and have traced marks of hallucinations and ecstasy. However, the heart is placed back to the giver who created its intention. Destiny is obedient to the will of its purpose.
It’s easy to look at Valentines Day, as a day where all lovers come and remember the love they shared. BUT, love should be much more than that! IN fact, sometimes when leaving a relationship, we did not realize how long we have been sleeping. Sometimes a very hard relationship, that is not meant to last, really plagues our relationship and outlook. Now, the rumor is put to sleep, and we can now walk through these clouds! 🙂 We can awaken because the meaning has set forth. We often abandon the composition of who we are. Today is meant to be loved in nature! Go outside, and enjoy the awakening where you are!
Feeling as if the day to day bread is just not enough? Maybe you should get intoxicated from what’s above. Far too often we allow the misery of the usual to burden why LIFE is the most important aspect of LIVING. It’s easy to get held up in the routine, but there is more to life than this! These days that are usually aloft from the activity of remembrance, is how life should be indulged.
If you have ever pondered what bread is and what life might mean. I encourage you to watch this video, and get encouraged! This is written for you, and if I can help somebody to come! I’ll feel my mission has summarized quite well!
For those of you once in a relationship, you know how it is, to cut somebody off when you realize their position has diminished. Why keep a member still around, when the membrane is poisoned?
It’s the reality that becomes even more piercing when you move according to the flow. Not everyone is suppose to be in your life for a long time, but cutting someone off still leaves a lingering. The smell is as strong as fragrance; that keeps the aroma of the room in circle. The memories are valid, but the question is what comes next!
What do you do about a memory?
Do you simply ignore its stinging, flavor?
Or direct the memory in a new direction & apply a different meaning?
As the decision is made to amputate the poisoned membrane; what becomes of this; reckons in and out.
The sting of its absence; creates a distinguished lingering that begs for attention.
When you simply cut off a once well exercised member; you are then going to live with that disadvantage.
Usually; when living without; you begin to ponder about getting to a prosthetic.
Your nerves being the determining focus of your next action.
I encourage you all to watch the video, and perhaps maybe you all can relate to the message!
The core of everything and anything is ‘Relationship’!
How can anything function if the variables are not allowed the program of authenticity?
Being loaned the hands of a quick fix can not puncture a digit that will respond to pressure.
The height of invaluable measures is being dawned in a time of deception and selfish motive.
When one cancels the logic that nature is derived from, the mono cause of its life becomes drowned in poisoned fluids.
If not for the alive veins of study and codes, we are given the software bypassed by endless paradigms.
The absurdity of blood thickens as the result is caused by the cut of a familiar knife…..
Expectations and obligations, all inside the entrance to negation. Negative, WAIT………….
S T O P.
It’s true for you this is the gospel in and through.
What I don’t understand is how someone who is in a relationship with you, can disrespect you even when they know the flow of your relationship. It’s the ultimate betrayal, to have someone ignore, the very essence of who you are, in the name of ‘Freedom’. How could you really be that free, to disrespect someone when you claim to know them? If it’s a stranger, it makes more sense, and the offense isn’t taken as much. AT least for me, I’m not necessarily shaken up when someone attacks me. It does not mean the intent and perception of my action is ignored, because obviously it still matters, but it does not hit home as much unless it’s someone who claims to have a friendship with me. It seems insane that someone can constantly attack the person you are, even when they are aware of it.
If you wish to be an iconoclast, simply because you ignored the endogenous machinery of relationship, THAT only reflects poorly on your insight.
What is believed in my integrity? It’s all a pattern and cycle of old ritual. You confessed you’ve arrived and have seen the light, but you returned right back to the captivity of longing. It’s almost as if you wanted to afford damage to the landscape of collision. The impact stands at a tremendous cost. This is the weight and ruling of cause and effect. What have you to prove yourself? Why now; you must commit to your action and cherished conviction; seek a position in the tale of the void.
I have been in the tale of a void, for some time now; this is due to the eager manifestations of glory and illusion that had danced before my eyes. Being in a relationship with ‘X’ has caused me to follow from darkness and into the light. No longer am I in the void, but a place of arrival of Infinite Space.
The endless measurement of time is fully recognized in the space examined. The counting of time is banished; as now we approach a new measuring ruler.We are now given a maximized detail, which outlines what is to come. At request; our expectations are suspended and surrendered; as we give the hope of assured oblivion. The need to prioritize will not lose its grasp; as calculations are justified, due to the movement of how things are formulated. An infinite space allows this variable of identification, to travel endlessly.
I got so much to bring forth, and I ask that you stay with me as I bring all of these additions in fruition! It will be a wonderful expedition throughout the endless measurements set before me! It’s going to be Wonderful!
Lighting up the pyramids to the labyrinth of sequenced change in order to develop a suggested pattern of sight.welcomes a robotic sequence!
Welcome, a robotic sequence!
Swift motions of old realizations welcome the spoken future of lusts!
The wires which transfer power are authorized by the autonomous behavior of program efficiency!
The consequence of machinery births a function without a fulfilled code of ethics and human function.
Within the command of a remote access, privacy is exposed as the eyes of laziness makes known its curiosity.
The horizon of cells has become disposed of in exchange for languages of guided and program agencies of service.
As the tissues are embedded within the wheels of motion, the landscapes pantomimes the expression of livelihood.
(Behold now the strategy of the robotic landscape, as the mentions of sovereignty take flight; the will of human motion is strengthened as intelligence is gained through the remembrance of initial programs.)
Machinery & Plastic Simplicity
The ‘Internet’ is representative of the media, THE Media is a Cartoon Fantasy, that is on the left.
The right is on ‘Plastic Simplicity’ those things of nature that we can fully exercise within the outside.
The machinery on THE LEFT always consists of metal, pins, keys, etc. The broach is on the left side while the cufflink is placed as well. This goes the same for my keys, watches, etc…This machinery represents the designed faculty of society today. The evolution of technology, the computer age, the media institution. I wear this pin, to represent the need of dissecting the anatomy of what’s being presented in the media today, Why we need to be careful hearing/seeing anything from the ‘machine’ we dance to every day with our fingers as we type & record ourselves on this broadcasted social network.
Now to THE RIGHT…we Have The side with Buttons, armbands, this is the LESS busy side of my attire. I’ve created this side for representation of the link of simplicity in contrary to what goes on in the left side machine. I like to call it plastic simplicity because buttons are used more commonly than cufflinks and machines. It’s an ornament, that is the most common fastener, which brings whatever is torn together.
I’ve found this as a way to express my Representative nature, what better way to do this BUT through clothing?
What Comes Next is a meeting of new faculties.
In the night while I slept; I did indeed envision the memory of travel and suspense! This will be a great adventure! Filled with wonder and surprise! I’m ready for the smile! It doesn’t seem like it is happening but it actually starts sooner than I imagined! I’m on my way out to the land of promise and ecstasy!
….More will unfold!
WHERE AM I GOING?
This will be my third trip and it always makes me so happy and ready for all that is come! I’m going to surprise Miss X! NOTHING ON THE INTERNET IS A SURPRISE.But the love is written in the skies above! This is our destiny!
Summarized Notion of Thought: I have little to say because this space is filled with anticipation!
Do people really think before they click ‘Like’ next to an ad? OR do they simply ‘Like’ all of the people/things/events that show UP? I’m beginning to think, it’s just done out of mere relevance and existence of the ad.
While on Facebook: I noticed a lot of ‘Mitt Romney’ likes from my friends, and while this did not particularly bother me, I did question if people simply liked it because it was on their faces, or if they genuinely liked the ad.
I sell advertising space for a living, and if there is not one thing I know is that: putting something on anyone’s face, is likely because you want them to buy without really thinking. Especially, if it is convenient and packaged nice, there is really no need for a value statement. Not everything is sold that way, but if you want quick results, all you really need is a decorative persuading agenda. It’s like standing in line with a basket full of groceries and appliances while you are waiting to pay for those items – ALL of sudden you see all of these random items you just so happen to forget while shopping!
ALL of a sudden, you start thinking getting a lip balm wouldn’t hurt? As well as some magazines and candy. EVEN as there is really no value in getting them at the time, the waiting seems to make more sense when it’s used up.
BUT I am seriously beginning to think, MAYBE we should not be so easy to click ‘Like’ to all we see because some of those things you ‘Like’ are not benefiting YOU. If you are just clicking/getting things you like because it is in front of you, maybe you should evaluate your vulnerability. I can’t compare the act of ‘Clicking Like’ to actually ‘Getting something you like’. (Although, Targeted Ads are a real thing!) The more elaborated notion is whether you like something based on it being in your face or a genuine affection for it. There are some things besides us we really do like, but neglect because they are not really crucial. Many things in life we get, basically because it gives us a sense of pleasure and makes our day a bit brighter. Somethings we get simply to help us not go the extra mile. In the scheme of things, more time should be invested in research than just getting whatever shows up.
I do not advocate researching every single thing before buying anything. There is nothing more controlling; than a paranoid mind subjected to fear of its own virtue.
I’m just saying, be careful and do your research before you just claim you ‘like’ something. These things that are so ‘easily’ liked can very well be a Wolf in Sheep clothing. This subject has many lengths and widths, but I think the more we get so focused on claiming our affection, without proper attention to value and benefit, we sometimes lose ourselves.
Summarized Notion For Thought: For it is the innuendo of desire that manipulates the motive and the reasoning behind why we get what we crave.
I read and I heard, the voice coming from the distant land of emotion. When we clearly focus on the hurt and vehement challenges of repentance, the altar becomes welcoming. It’s almost like we predicted the mention of disgust to determine our flow and our design, over and over again.I am listening. Your voice comes in and takes me by its true intent of meaning and passion. We respect the doings of our anticipation, and we describe our details of heights and depths due to the fortitude of what we know.
The movement of lips describes a notion of sincerity. The reconciliation of projected and professed convictions will establish the flaming need for counsel. As the leaves of unreconciled shadows are displayed upon the sidewalk we constantly walk, when will the volume of these motions come together?
Summarized Notion Of Thought: We are in love and we’re drunk to the toxic formulas of passions and lusts. Now when you become innocuous to the extreme volumes of vain pursuits – you are then above the limit!
I Wish I was able to attend my FAVORITE Aunt in the world, Aunt Linda`s funeral today in Mississippi, but could not leave work. She not only taught me about the miracles in the universe. But how we are all equal! Whether you are a woman or man // You are capable of the same things! She was one of the first people to go against tradition. To bend the rules and enjoy life. To not be so focused on pleasing people but serving people!
She is one of the greatest inspirations in my life. Knowing I can`t talk to her for hours at a time really hurts me. I know God arranged her in my life for a purpose and that will be fulfilled day by day. She will continue to encourage me, cause as she always said and I never quite understood it until now. “All is well, even when you are not feeling good things are well”. It`s going to be hard not hearing her laugh and crack jokes about any and everything.
But her voice and her spirit are well with me!
I have been delayed in writing, but I am learning to allow my fingers to walk on the blank sheets of space. I have experienced betrayal, greed, selfishness, and disrespect on many levels of existence. I really am given the expense of surprise as I ponder the reasoning behind the heart of the peculiar minds. I really don’t know where I would be if it was not for the hand and heart from Miss X. She really has been there to listen and remind me that love yields understanding. I just want to be there with her, away from the madness I am within.
It’s amazing to hold on to the one that loves you and wants you to be saved from those against you. This is a hard time for me. So much madness, and delay all for the sake of MONEY.
Michael said it best:
“So you call it trust
But I say it’s just
In the devil’s game
Of greed and lust
They don’t care
They’d do me for the money
They don’t care
They use me for the money
So you go to church
Read the Holy word
In the scheme of life
It’s all absurd
They don’t care
They’d kill for the money
Do or dare
The thrill for the money”
The thrill of getting what is not rightfully owed to you NOW or even later, will not repair a broken relationship. The core of everything and anything is ‘Relationship’! How can anything function if the variables are not allowed the program of authenticity? Being loaned the hands of a quick fix can not puncture a digit that will respond to pressure. The height of invaluable measures is being dawned in a time of deception and selfish motive. When one cancels the logic that nature is derived from, the mono cause of its life becomes drowned in poisoned fluids. If not for the alive veins of study and codes, we are given the software bypassed by endless paradigms. The absurdity of blood thickens as the result is caused by the cut of a familiar knife.
I am held by the given love of Miss X; she is not a variable, but my tower and love. I really have to shout out my love for her, and the inspiration to keep on writing as that will develop an attitude and wonder to this madness…I love You!
Summarized Notion For Thought: I’ve used madness to conjure inspiration. The wonder of polluted intentions is understood when the visual for clarity is sound.
This week, I had my share of invited concerns due to unilateral wonders but this is how life begins again. I finished my first full week at work today and what I learned is that; making 300+ calls can’t be that bad. Now, being hung up isn’t the nicest feeling, but the predictability of its nature becomes second nature. “Hi, who would I be able to speak to about an ad for ‘X’ high school?” The start of the script is the hardest, because if you loose the beginning, the middle, and the end has no structure. I have worked all my life, and for the most part, I know that working Manuel labor is only for an odd job. Lifting crazy weights and allowing the sweat the drop from your eyebrow is not the ideal sense of occupation for me.
I am all about communication and even if calling these numbers, dance in repetition – it’s pretty obvious this position is in my niche! I know where I am and this field will work well for me. I work with all women and being the only man in a room full of women, makes no difference. The people are nice but for the most part, we are all concerned about pitching calls so that businesses purchase some products for the school.
Now that I have returned to the workforce, my communication has become shrunk to pieces of a letter I intend on writing. All of my codes are welcomed into the system because I have to start somewhere right? Also, as Miss X famously would declare: “MONEY IN DA BANK”! God, knows I need the money, and since the check won’t be disappointing its worth the calls and early mornings. The mornings are the worst part, but I did not realize how much those energy boosters work! Without energy, I am dissolved to very little. Haha…I need the RUSH!
The mornings are the worst part but I did not realize how much those energy boosters work! Without energy, I am dissolved to very little.
I have turned into scripts made of ache and change and that is a part of life. CHANGES, CHANGES, CHANGES!
Dismissed=iPhone 4, makes communication so much more difficult. I am a social junkie, and while I don’t like spending hours upon mentions on the internet, it was nice to have a load of information in your hands. BUT I’m having to go without for a while, which won’t be too long, but using a keyboarded phone isn’t the worst. It’s just an adjustment for a time, and these are only some of the details of vacancy.
As many things crashed. I was accelerated with emotion knowing my favorite Aunt passed away. I am going to dedicate a blog to her passing after she is buried, as it is too heavy for me to acknowledge at this moment. I feel a sense of relief just releasing some of these inhibitions, one thing that is for certain: Weekends have totally different meanings when you are working and when you spend your time following a flow. Hence, why I am up and alive due to the awakening of some of these invited concerns!
Summarized Notion For Thought: You should not feel like a radio, programming the stations that frequent the waves! Who wants to tune in then? Regardless of sensitive letters and tones of frustration; we are tracked by our respect and mutual understanding!
One wonders where does time actually go if one doesn’t manage its existence. I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again! Time is really nonexistent. Time is a tool we use because it helps manages what we (Those Of Us On Earth) do with our day, but it really is eternal. Time goes on and on, its nature is given by a timeless creator; one that exists outside of space. Nevertheless, Time gives us space. AND whether space is going to be a few lines or many of them, why NOT Blog detailing out some events that pass throughout my day as often as I can.
Word To Miss X: You awaken me into the fullest closet of your decoration, as I wander the many textures, colors, and styles within your wardrobe. I realize the fashion belongs to trademark liken to me! You really don’t know how much I miss you and miss us together functioning on whatever program is given to us.I know the day is coming, where both of our ‘Ghosts’ will die AND on this day; we’ll both cry because we both together will arise on the Blue sky!
Summarized Notion For Thought: While lies, do not have ANY power in contrast to the TRUTH. The faith and assurance that one has in these lies are surprisingly hurtful when held so closely. Sometimes, you really wonder how one can ‘Naturally’ summarize actions without a proper formula or heart of consideration. Some things are really left better unsaid until some sense of understanding is reached.
“A person without self-control is like a city with broken-down walls.” – Proverbs 25:28
It’s really important to listen and measure what is said due to the intention behind what is being said. This is easy to understand when love and respect are given to two people who are aware of the affairs of their intentions. I sometimes RAISE my voice when I feel I have been misunderstood or disrespected, and this should never be the case. I remember speaking on the mediation of silence, how it functions in the productive heart. I will begin to meditate on silence and the understanding of grace by feeding on levels of respect. The variations of what is known in the world, are as colorful as the cultures of the world. We won’t get anywhere screaming and not taking into account the taste we have when something lands on your tongue.
Looking into the backward actions which set forth the steps of the present display a crooked path. I can look back at some of my mistakes due to the state of mind I had and literally surprise myself at the levels I stood on. I look back and can really say: ” I’m not where I want to be, but thank God, I am not where I use to be”. I’ve learned to live my life with no regrets, but I have also learned that the derived actions of neglect came due to a misunderstanding. I have remarked to myself the conversations of some of these things; to be united with the wisdom of now.
In the brilliant spaces of conversation; the fullness of visions and dreams can possibly trap themselves in the nest of wonder. The webs of detail are arranged in a mathematical molding. The icons of the mediums of television have warmed itself on the willing minds that have watched. The whole delivery of ambition is given the power of the visual which has taken over the world, that has become terrifying for me.
I have become a friend of the working class and now am going to make money. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT??? Money is only a promissory note of a private corporation. It is not backed by anything of value. The entire economy is based around the juggling of ‘I O U’ notes; which only exists because we have allowed a private corporation, to take over the money supply, which has allowed the national debt to exist! AND this is a debt that can never be repaid; at this point. So we are using notes that won’t pay for the national debt to owe other personal bills own to us. BUT HEY – SO be it, There is nothing new under the sun!
I am glad to have this peace and transcendence as it blesses and encourages me in times of neglect. The words of cursing have vanished as blessings.
Summarized Notion For Thought: The gospel is NOT good news at all; ‘IF’ it is potentially based. Once again, the good news is hardly good, when everything lives and speaks the language of ‘IF’. The truth is Truth regardless IF you believe it. Truth by definition excludes.Regardless of your position on the effect, the cause bears true due to its nature.
I’ve had a lot to say, but I have been coughed up with sickness recently. I rarely get sick, but each and every time I do, it’s almost as if my sickness embodies details of every vexed grievance known. I had food poising for some time, then when I finally became better my voice when out. Now my words are barely a whisper, but no one is able to determine that from reading the words that bring understanding because you (Stand Under) what you perceive.
I’ve turned into a function to deliver all of those positions set before me. I have become inspired to continue to write those things which are written on the table of my heart. Constantly; I have pondered so many areas of existence. I still am quite unable to pronounce certain structures of love that continue to paint the walls of my desire. It’s almost as if I have walked into the abyss of common ground and have somewhat lost focus on design. WHAT I am saying is; since I have been rebuked by my own sickness and changes, I will heal myself by entering into a place where all of my pieces of inspiration can live and possess the birthing experience of my execution. I will come here more, and designate for my words the practice of ‘Alphabet Sex’. I’ve been celibate for some time now but my fire is accelerating and the words exist for this reason now. I have to bring the joint!
While I am not able to fully seek those places of the sky this very moment. I can tell you this; as those in the fight for trophies, and medals come to the extent of practice; so is my labor of activity. The Olympics are so inspiring, It’s helped me understand the measure of success and patience!
Summarized Notion For Thought:Sometimes the universe does not find a place; for two galaxies to co-exist, when the orbits move slower than the other.
It’s about time to find the meaning of explosives within distance!
Given by the immutable realizations of primitive presentations, one has only visualized the actions of physicality. What is already known is spoken by the suggestive mind. When one bears the fruit off of the tree, a voice will command words repeating after growth and intention. (1+1+1 is 3) There is no denial upon the posture of every position of the business. One has become possessed with a silence due to the arrangement of infallible gestures. Being unable to pronounce the poses and significant details of fashion; there is only the undeniable reality of subjective judgment.For a little while.
In the quality of time and definition, there is room for space and acknowledgment of Silence.
I traveled to Nola to BREATHE because virtually everything in Texas had me coughing! I went on a Megabus which I must add is a perfect way to travel for insanely cheap prices! I traveled with my sister and my niece, ROUND-TRIP from Dallas Texas – Houston Texas – New Orleans it cost me around 12 dollars! No Jokes! With Free Wifi, warm atmosphere, and NO Stops! They really give Greyhound a run for their money! I can go into details but I don’t want to get carried away; it was simply a blessing to find out about their site as I purchased the tickets the same day I heard about it. LOL. Imagine how cheap it is if you book in advance! So I went on my way for two weeks! July 13 – July 30!
Being in New Orleans this time felt out of place because I did not have Miss X with me. She was with me this time last year for essentially the whole time! I stayed with my best friend Toi, whose family is my family! They treated me so well, and every day we arose to the horizon of bright and shifting stars!
Every day was fully convinced with a practice of suspense! I never knew what to expect as the random stars collided into a mansion of promises! It’s safe to say I enjoyed everything there and it really enlarged my cheeks! I laughed so much and created memories that will remain forever! “DON’T SAY THAT PASTOR”/ PEOPLE ARE SOMETHING, YOU GOTTA TO WATCH EM’/ SHA NO/MARY HAD A BABY…OOO MY LAWD” So many things I created and resolved
“DON’T SAY THAT PASTOR”/ PEOPLE ARE SOMETHING, YOU GOTTA TO WATCH EM’/ SHA NO/MARY HAD A BABY…OOO MY LAWD” So many things I created and resolved to be there. I can’t count all of the events as they are so large and engulfed with details of information.
The bowl was full with fruition, and it was SUPER!
Being In New Orleans demonstrated on a high scale, the passion and sincerity in the night. I was reminded of the bridge of ordinary and peculiar realizations. I never knew what to expect being there as everything was given a sense of spontaneity on levels I never imagined. Everyday, was eventful and sharpen my understanding of what it meant to be on vacation. I certainly could not breathe just around beauty, it would be more effective to carry myself in the lens of understanding. My stomach craved for more of the time that was soon going to enter another dimension. There was a time, when the shadows of echoed memories, left an innuendo of old practiced ANNOYANCE. I could not seem to grasp the gravity of why things went they way they played out. I heard so many voices, and I never knew exactly the freedom I have been given. I became paranoid at the the mention of stationary living, and I still am. Being in New Orleans brought everything to where I am now.
At the time when I heard the ‘Infallible Gestures’ come to me, I really did not understand the extent of what it meant, because I was possessed with a silence at the time. Now this silence has ceased, and I have realized the unmistakable presence of those things which have remained in motion. I know now, not to share with everyone your business as some may become like the media, leeching to whatever hint, to assume and create reason why they KNOW where you should go and what you should say. These gestures which are authentic are unable to be removed due to their eternal motion. It’s the story of love which convinced me to hold to those things which reasoning has no time for. We can’t reason the cause of anger all of the time, we say its gesture and we often conceive a thought based on it’s life. but truly it’s all a rotational of landscaping.
Summarized Notion of Thought: As the gestures move and speak on a level of love, fully speak to the relation of strategies. Don’t be afraid to use the color from above, extend mercy and follow in the execution of Justice. As the planets come to find themselves of the orbits of your universe, PLANET and write it down so that the lesson may involve itself in your heart. As hesitation creeps in the heart of a suggestion prediction, remind yourself of the one who is love, the one who starts and ends; in the middle of your wonder. Alpha and Omega, knowing in faith and grace we are kept in security!
Life has a funny way of demonstrating its intentions. The one behind the veil really is the one who orchestrates the story.
I’ve realized the reason to ponder mentions of sovereignty. When one reins the innermost areas of your mind; their scent is what causes a passion for their setting. Avoiding the palace of present stories establishes the realities of desires which may embrace your heart. No one quite understands the full complexity of love as it flows through the medium of simple conversation. When one talks to a persuasion which causes them to question love or the very form of it, they are contaminated with mystery and desire. In the brilliance of silence, one manages to rest in the thought of what causes action. I’ve begun to cling to a surreal identity that has a name and a memory. Traveling into the timeless palaces, bring forth a feeling of an enterprise.
I remember when I said this 6/22/10:”I feel very honored to realize what beauty is to me. It’s more than just a wow factor. More than an inclination of passion, beauty has performed before the eyes of mystery, only to reveal its revelation! It’s paradise found! There is a city I travel to every day and moment of the very second! I will call it the city of X/ X-Factor for now. In this city, the measure of the equation already gives definition to reality. I can expound on it all day! I’m very much honored to have this now! I owe it all to the X Factor!”
The ‘X’ factor can often be a variable which suggests mystery but when one discovers the formula, the equation is not even bothersome. It is in this confession of intention, where I belong under the order of orchestration. When one thinks about the mindless cycles of talented tendencies; they begin to look forward to the sounds of joy and pain. In this effect, giving birth remains and shadows a supernatural experience.
Looking into the rainbows of the sky one can see color has carried on the bedspread of the clouds. The ultra-violet lights of the sun have made visible bright expectations. It’s a scenario where the stars, moon, and sun belong to me. In the nucleus of my own galaxies, I have already become distant to earthly forces. I will make known an invisible promise to my own self. Silence brings sleeping memories and encourages informative desires. What is now will always be; for I have learned the motion of company. I feel pretty close to my will now, and my representation of meaning means realistic.
Summarized Notion Of Thought: The symphonies of deliberate innuendos gives the music a melody that is hidden in the rhythmic harmony. Think about it like this; the deeper our understanding for the degrees of light makes us apprehensive to look into the eyes of the light. I know now, our capacities to arise on the landscape of what is real depends on our focus.
When one contaminates the burdens of youthful skills.
The Remembrance of those thoughts will suggest a feeling of passions which may bring on a scary pivot of returning.
As time is indefinite why even bother to enter the door when the distance kills everything closer to the quick fix. I have learned to bother the will of my mind by simply entertaining the focus of what is primitive and ethereal.
I have learned to bother the will of my mind by simply entertaining the focus of what is primitive and ethereal.
The war has channeled a flow of weapons, medicines, and most importantly uniforms. It is in this overflow one begins to question what should be used first? Talking to the commander of timeless negotiations of the union, only leaves those in a fight in anxiety.
I’ve looked into the future and have yielded to the wisdom of traveling. In my mind and heart; I know I will come home. When one signs their name on the dotted line, they are told to read clearly the details of what they are about to sign. Giving up your name for the sake of keeping merit of your name. There rests in the prayer of faith, a hint of loneliness which conveys a sense of unprotected fulfillment. But when one seeks to expose this hint, they’re left with an excuse of surreal contact. Change becomes the metaphor of an eye, while it is seen from a far distance, its invisibility is also shown when the eye is asleep. Inside the notion which develops a scent of rebellion there lays the practice suspense in exchange for temporal mismanagement. When the bags are packed, and the ride for paradise clarity is soon reached – one begins the challenge of survival. Surviving in the elements which are enriched with skill and confidence, no one is reminded of the forces of heartache. These things quickly dissolve and are turned into joy, as they were not expected to soon come. The arrival of confidence while within clarity assures the promise in the distance. The appetite of a theory is served the will of a commanded normality.
Summarized Notion Of Thought: You risk becoming a victim of your own contradiction when you compromise to no longer value truth as coming from an outside source. BASICALLY: Truth stands naked and exposed and if you are embarrassed. Maybe you should take off your clothes. Because that’s how everyone else already sees you.
I applied for 7 jobs today and I am literally exhausted.
I am about to work out very soon to keep my progress for Fitness in full rotation!
As I applied, I noticed just about every one of them with the exception of about two asked for unnecessary information.
This information is unnecessary because it would not affect my work ethic. COLOR, GENDER, ORIENTATION, AND DISABILITY should not mean anything to anyone. These are things the system wants to divide and conquer. Since when did statistics mean something? Sure they help us measure the development of a variable, but they do should not conquer individuals. Variables and change are not the same things, and we all have our unique pattern unlike anyone else.
What’s really the point of identifying color and Race. We are all one people, so giving the descriptions of what I am means nothing. Some people have already colored our own color by adding descriptions and laws based on what they perceived us to be.
But this is the same avenue that elects cartoon characters as politicians. So I guess I’m not that surprised. (That’s a new topic right there!)
So many of us are asleep because we have been drinking New World Water and a Media given Pill. I like to think of this pill as a blinding illusion that keeps one entertained. It promises us of the feast of satisfaction given by the Celebrity and Technological life. We see the fame, glory, measure, and talent as our minds crave it. I’ve realized it in my own veins, I had some time thinking about the overwhelming struggle and information that has been held hostage in our society due to the development of how we socialize.
Think for a moment will you of the information given to you FREELY at your exposure. Your fingers only need to dance on the keyboard for a few seconds to entertain some of this information. On the other hand, you don’t have to move at all. Corporations have set up businesses that feed us without having to move. We are being fed by the spoon of the media, and it’s more like a service to ourselves. They feed us wealth, of information and tools of how we can talk to one another. But, why talk…when you forget about walking? Walking keeps us in motion and keeps our bodies energized. It keeps us in the focused pivot of strategies. We don’t even need to imagine a world where robots take over, we are already living in that world. Our mindsets have somewhat become robotic, and we are all seemingly; walking around with a tormented allegiance to a system of programs.
The instruments that could be used to socialize our ideas of value, justice, grace, and honesty, have been traded for the pleasures of our temporal lusts motivated by our ‘friends’. (ADS PEOPLE?) Values seem to only come up with some calamity or worldwide adversity. Then people want to call on a ‘Love’ and concern. But, What matters is an awakening to love…Now! To the whole world. Fashion means a great deal, but it means even greater when we know why we wear what we wear. Why we put on the morning of our dreams and set our heads on the footstool of our visions…
It’s time to wake Up..if anything should be colorized; it is a revolution! Colors of value and a source of transcendence gives us more than enough animation. So even as I went on a deeply invested rant here..^^
Stop letting someone else feed you all the time. Feed yourself AND MOVE!
Summarized Notion For Thought: Please, stop deepening on that pill that keeps you asleep. It’s only doing more to make you lazy and obese. Nothing is wrong with having muscle but the muscle could help a nation if we can build stones together. If we can use what we have for someone else and lend our passions to the addition of real lives.
I have no one to talk to now so I have decided my words to talk to you because you are somewhere here on earth (Aren’t you?)
No one really knows the process of how the Internet evolved to where it is now but certainly, it has given us the capacity to communicate in ways we probably never thought were possible a couple of years ago.
BUT, that is not what I want to talk about.
I want to talk about dreams in what part they play as it concerns a relationship broken or mended. I remember me and Miss X use to get these dreams all the time. Every time she dreamed, she would remember every detail of it. She always told me that there was a way for everyone to remember their dreams. Apparently, psychology and experts have come to an agreement you could. I have yet to know that formula. I always seem to remember bits and pieces, and so when someone was to ask me. I would make it up along the way where I forgot. I mean, they wouldn’t know the difference anyway, because it was MY dream. No one really likes hearing a good story, and then the storyteller stops and says. “Then..I don’t remember…”
People can deal with not remembering but they rather you add something for the sake of the story. Imagine going to a movie and right at the climax, it just stops. It’s the same feeling when watching one of your favorite shows, and the ‘TO BE CONTINUED…‘ Slaps your anticipation in the face. That sucks, but even more so; if it’s a real event you really have no clue on how to finish. That is when you start making some details up which make some type of sense. Nonetheless this morning, I remember large details from this dream. It’s speaking to me, and it makes my heart apprehensive. I remember I made a video called:
‘2 Giants Kissing In The Land Of Small Things’
This video best summarizes this dream. I made the video about a year ago, and the meaning makes sense now. I remember I heard the voice ‘2 Giants Kissing IN The Land Of Small Things’ while in my best friends car in New Orleans. It just came to me like that, so as inspiration so often does.I just went along with that voice. I wrote a little story about it and eventually, I made the video you see above.
Me and Miss X were like TWO BIG Giants kissing in the land of small things. When you think of that scenario that births out an equation of miniature or major chaos within romance! We were two large giants in our own respects and we were romantic. However, the setting was small. We were somewhat locked in a time that had to mean and where space had walls. I remember telling her – I want to be at a place where time has no meaning and space has no more walls. She always looked at us being at this place already, but it still seemed as if we were not there. In my opinion; it’s as if we wanted to believe we were there because we loved each other so. When you’re in love – imagination windows a picture of perfection or at least contentment in what is there. It windows so many elements that are not necessarily the mirror of what will be revealed.
In the dream, we met up in an exotic town, and she looked so beautiful to me. I held her and my heart sunk. We both cried and looked at each other with immense realizations that this was our final destination. I told her I love her, and she told me she loved me. We were on our way boarding a train, when her Father came, (kind of playing around with me as if he wanted to slap my hand, but then he shook his head and suckered punch me and started to laugh.) As we boarded the train it was only me and her together, and somehow our setting seemed maximized as if we could kiss in peace without the restrictions of small lands.
Immediately after this dream. I remained quiet for about an hour. Just reviewing all of this in my head. Upon reflex of this dream, I started to call her and expose my love and desire. But, I’ve been there and done that. If by any realization of reconciliation, it must be done face to face. In this digital age, it’s so easy to communicate; but it does not engage anything. Face to Face allows full emotion, and for details to paint themselves. When my money has grown in the fullness of time there lays the edge to make this land FIT for us. A place where we can come together in romance not be coming off the edge of small things. Being at a place that is shy to the motions of enlargement; which always seemed to embarrass us.
I haven’t visited any social sites pertaining to her name. Instagram being the exception as we share common friends, but I haven’t written to her in the solitude of my chants. Neither has she. I realize if the time and space will come, it will then be under the God-given ability of action. Writing this now has really welcomed me into peace. I feel so much better just reminiscing about the truth of my dreams. I hope all of you out there, can count the reflections of love in the summary of your desires. Don’t ever feel like a remote. You can program the destination you want to go. It often takes two, but before one is added You can still pronounce ‘Mono Realities’. Sometimes in the solitude, you feel the haunt and taunt. Billy Holiday told the truth in this:
‘In My Solitude’
“In my solitude, you haunt me
With reveries of days gone by
In my solitude, you taunt me
With memories that never die
I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
Nobody could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I’ll soon go mad
In my solitude
Dear Lord above
Send back my love”
When the world is sleeping, I hear the memories. When everyone is gone, and no one to talk to me. I do sit and stare..going mad! LOL. But I know the solitude days are only given when one loses focus on the motions of changing for a season. Prayer always keeps me in fellowship with my spirit and God. Say what you want about prayer; the reason we pray is to be intimate with the creator. I don’t pray out of just desperation. I’m not the one to look up to the sky when something is going wrong. I pray because of identification within the struggle. I have one to listen, and that one knows what it is I am going through.
I’ll be OK, in fact, I am going to start working sometime soon. It’s been rough finding in employment being that its summer and 100+ degrees outside. It’s 107F’ now. Crazy! However, I will make my money and move out of these walls. The time is sooner than ever, especially considering the small occupations that have now been made available. I won’t entertain the physicality or even the notion of a flirt; so many have done that before, but the planets which orbit around the sun have made their existence known by the looking into the telescope. Now we can see through the money and perseverance due to the eager want to leave. AND I will leave…AND You’re gonna See me!
Summarized Notion For Thought: I realize that the message I hear, are futuristic imaginations of reality. This is only for a little while, but in this land, I am a giant and my kiss is Mono. The chaos is only in the anticipation of arrival.
Here is to Michael Jackson the greatest of all times! It’s really hard to imagine it’s been 3 years! Michael Jackson is one of the biggest pieces of inspiration to ever walk the face of the earth for me! So much has already been already said by me and so many people of the universe. We call him *King* because he has established his throne without being anything other than humble and thankful to God for all he had. He characterized his expression in L.O.V.E. Look at his HIStory; Past, Present, and future; he still will be the myth behind the mystery.
Michael will continue to inspire and richly bless me with his talents. He has taught me the core passions of love to respect the universe and the earth, and he’s taught on a greater scale To L.O.V.E. one another!
Summarized Notion of Thought: “The magic, the wonder, the mystery, and the innocent of a child’s heart; are the seeds that will heal the world.” – Michael Jackson
I just finished watching, ‘The Kings Speech’ and I must say, I did not expect to enjoy this movie AS MUCH AS I DID! Maybe in the typical fashion, it was set forth in the trailer? BUT this movie truly enlightened me. It brought to light the difficulty of living with a ‘Speech impediment’. King George VI had struggled with pronunciation and it really led him into many disappointing frustrations! BUT it was the mastery of Dr. Lionel Logue which took him through these ‘Abnormal’ procedures which highly developed his speech in the course of his future speeches.
Just the Title alone…Leaves a play on words!
This had me to think about how ‘Hard’ it was for me to use proper pronunciation. I never had a speech impediment, but they were times where I really would be extremely particular in how I say things. I can remember now how hard it was for me to make videos because I would stammer or not say words correctly. Literally, I would create videos over and over just because ONE word was mumbled. I am very aware of my words, and I HATE to slur or mess up on a word. I think very clear before I talk, as I really appreciate the flow of pronunciation. I have realized this obsession creates a dysfunctional relationship with myself. As the days go on, I have learned to speak my mind in the heart of love. Not with a set-aside goal intended to please, but one which intends on bringing forth meaning because there is meaning.
This movie was a self-examination in my world because I am so very careful in how I say things and present myself as talking. I think about it often, but it’s better for me to just flow without the consideration of what to say. By thinking about what is said we often leave the natural flow it is created to follow through. I understand why this movie has been praised by critics! It detailed so profoundly, the power of words and what people think of you when you convey them.
It was also filled with humor and beautiful sentiments, that just made you smile. I kept rewinding it while watching it, as it kept me floored. The acting was SPOT ON and the executions were magnificent and historically accurate. I get the feeling that this will become one of my favorites in due time. It pulled me into thinking about so many pronunciations in life, and how a stammer of these words may not just be an indication of one’s troubled youth, etc… but of an apprehension to speak that which might ‘Offend’ one. Nevertheless, I am glad to realize Pronounced Symbolism which has become one of my main intrigues. Studying what symbols mean as they often are the ‘Joint’ to the text.
Summarized Notion For Thought: The thoughts of union often settle when the smallest indication of memory lands within the iceberg of the heart. The melting away of passions are within the atmosphere of H E A T and radiation. Words are only without a conveyance until the thought becomes fulfilled in the execution of a sentence often accompanied by a J O I N T.
I just finished “Jesus Among Other Gods” and I want to give you a taste of this food I have been reading: here are 7 quotes (One from each chapter) where it took me into a new motion of thought.
THESE ARE IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER OF REFERENCE….REMEMBER..THIS IS JUST A TASTE..LOL
#1 “Truth cannot be all-inclusive, Truth by definition excludes.”
#2 “In our human imagination, we so often perceive our heroes to be something larger than life. We exalt them in ways that do them a disservice. We make them to be almost plastic in our imaginations. And when they bleed or grow old or stumble, we either case them aside or find some way to perpetuate the myth. To Sustain this illusion in our minds. We build statues and erect monuments, and artists paint them with halo’s to establish their surreal personae. We convince ourselves that they are or were something essentially different from the rest of us.”
#3 ” One of the most startling things about life is that it does start with reason and end with faith. It starts in childhood with faith and is sustained either by reasoning through that faith or by blindly leaving the reason for faith unaddressed. The child’s mind has a very limited capacity to inform it of the reason for its trust, But whether she nestles on her mother;s shoulder, nurses at her mother;s breast, or runs into her father’s arms, she does so because of an implicit trust that those shoulders will bear her, that her food will sustain her, and that those arms will hold her. If over time that trust is tested, it will be the character of the parent that will either prove that trust wise or foolish. Faith is not the bereft of reason.
#4 ” Naturalism by its purpose engineers the displacement of the miracle and puts in its place explanations that defy reason.”
#5 “Who wants logic when the heart is broken?” At such a time we are looking for comfort, we want a painkiller”
#6 “Contradiction itself ought to be self-indicating. When it’s not, either truth or truthfulness has died”
#7 “You do not form a conclusion on the presence of a gardener by studying only one bush, there is much more.
Summarized Notion For Thought: The Sharpest Vibration seeks to place me into obliteration.But the intelligence of my faith will rise and stand above this resistance. I have authority and understanding. I am MORE than a conqueror!
In the quality of my time and definition, there is room for space and to acknowledge silence. When the voices of my inner desires motivate a sense of repetitive actions. My silence falls into an unpronounceable recitation. The fashion and infallible gestures are those things which come from what is primitively ethereal.
Summarized Notion For Thought: Allow the possession of space, to design the silent utterance.
Numbers? What are they really? Time and space tend to manipulate the position we stand. I’m 20 on the 20th, and somehow the ‘Growing Factor’ is supposed to mean something to us the more we age.
We all have obtained a sense of growth the longer numbers become higher and higher. I’m celebrating a day that is parallel to my age. 20/20…It’s very hard to comprehend how the measurement of definitive proportions has passed by me so vastly.
I have been gifted with instruments that will play with me for the rest of my life, but I am playing the sound that accelerates my movement. The fashion of clothing has become designed especially for me!
I can remember the time when I visited a place that provoked the intense emotions in my mind. When last year the smile on my face spoke of profound inner peace. I miss that place, it’s a more realistic palace of natural ambition. I am no longer hiding or running from the premise that surprises and haunts me!
I’m going to see 20/20 with the visions and places within my mind in life. My awakening has begun at the center of my consciousness. What becomes void, will begin an alchemy in the association to the existence of something.
Our names are not numbers, the association and record according to the number may be ‘X’ but the maturity is what brings that association.
WITH THAT BEING SAID…
This marks an expired count of age – I feel welcomed to endless dimensions!
SO Today, I had some really good fun with friends, gifts, and surprises!
No one HARDLY showed up because of transportation issues and what not BUT my sister came through like a trooper! Thank you Javine! We had dinner at ‘On The Boarders’ WHICH wasn’t that pleasant!
The food really haunted my stomach, but the conversation went well. We then went to see ‘The Avengers’ /which is another blog in itself. Let’s just say; It avenged my expectation in a good way!
Summarized Notion Of The Thought:When the hesitation of apprehension becomes a question, the answer is in the dark. The sun will rise in the morning light, and this will begin an endless space.
When I compose the articles of history and my fingers begin to write what I have seen with my own eyes. I shut off the negotiation of what happens, and I fall right back to the inspiration that made my fingers ALIVE in the first place. When I lay in my bed, my mind soars to a place I feel content within. Everything has shaped itself in a new dominion. As for that grip, which tightly pulls myself closer, I am no longer unaware that this is a devoted mystery. Every day it will call me by my name and speak with a gentle flow and passion, only I understand.
I have re-visited the memories and bountiful expressions that is for Miss X and I. The variable no longer is ignored, rather it’s much more desired on a higher plane. My love is a language that many of my friends are aware of, but only one has studied it and has spoken it, every day. We can put ourselves in containers of justice, we can also lock ourselves away from the elements designed to follow their designed course. This case is sophisticated, but by reason of intelligence and practice, the realization of my mind is awake.
Do I really need to bother the heart that is preparing for a reunion someday? Is it appropriate to dress up time in a fashion where everyone raves at its ‘VOGUE’? We can dance in front of the wolves and sing in front of nature’s most beautiful elements, but are we trying to read one book with our minds on yet another chapter?
We could lose our focus, and our craze can lead us into a daze. But the mindset of our desire wants company, and I can provide company to artifacts of history.
When was the last time the company of memory seized the intention to create memory again? When the breath is gone and the bitter taste of death seeks the tip of your tongue, redemption is near. In the space of our moment in death, we will awaken to life.
Looking at the miracles of life and how we are all designed with a unique print and fashion. It’s a glorious realization.
Summarized Notion For Thought: We are in this mystery of living because we are purposed, our miracles have been uniquely designed, and this will always be the assurance into the why we are here.
Since I have been working, my fingers have been in a progressive attack just to gain some respective cash! I never thought I would work in a Warehouse, but I have met such good friends and they made waking up at 5:00AM in the morning worth my sleepless doubts. At one time – All I did was put stickers on boxes. For pretty much all day for 8 hours (With the exception of lunch break and me foolin’ around!
My daily routine was as follows: Make A Box – Tape The Box Together – Put The Colgate Toothpaste Inside – Tape It Back – And Put It On The Pallet!
Sounds easy, doesn’t it? WELL It was, very clean cut, and when you’re making jokes and having good times with your friends, time is pretty much non-existent. That job lasted for exactly a month. It was a temporary to hire job and the ‘Colgate Project’ is NOW over. It ended May 4,2012, but I thought ‘Bigger & Brighter Things’ were ahead. After I got my check, my manager called me and 2 of my co-workers out and asked if we would be willing to partake in another job. I was a bit apprehensive seeing as I have developed good friendships with my other co-workers.
But I had to agree, because I need the money and instead of waking up at 5:00AM; I would wake up at 2:00PM, but seeing as it’s a full-time job, that meant I would get out at 10:00PM. I just started getting familiar to waking up early, and the only complaint I had at the other job is waking up so early. It was easy breezy.
It was such a chill job! The boss was very funny, and we constantly laughed and had conversation worthy of mention. Everyone was nice, The job was so easy, and while it was HEAVILY repetitive, and you already knew what to do when you got there…It never really played against the movement of waking up. I would do anything to get it back.
BECAUSE today marked the day; I started this NEW ‘Temp To Hire Job’ AND it was CHAOS!
It was my first day and the manager expected me to be at a fast pace as all of the other workers. It was so much to remember, and when I asked questions, it seemed sinful. He was a very nice guy, but his expectations were far too high for it being my first day. I did almost 6 jobs in one job. 😀
I worked UP a black sweat!! My work outfit has never been so stained…with sweat and dirt…
I recited the same statement so many times. “I am not working here, I am going to QUIT”. I am not one to quit, especially a job that I really need. BUT my progress was rebuked constantly and going from place to place, just put so much burden on me. I had to lift 20-40 boxes at such a rate that really perplexed my strength. Alas, Myself along with the other 2 co-workers decided to leave the job. EVEN, when I woke up, I predicted and sensed a feeling of hesitation. It just seemed crazy, and I was right!
There are other jobs out there, and I know my work will be met by a glorious new chapter!
There is a work in many other aspects of my life and I feel the work that exists is a preparation for another business to be seen.
Summarized Notion For Thought: When you awaken to the progressive complaint, that requests a faster pace, opposing to your own motion of detail. Go along and DO the work. When the sweat soaks your outfit, and the management outbursts their own calling. Smile and act as if their notions will qualify you as a good worker. But once you CLOCK OUT; Say: Revolution Time Has Come TODAY – Because It Took A Rebuked Face To See The Same Decay; Like The Chocolate Of WONKA, In The Sun They’ll Melt Away, But As Far Me..I’ll Laugh & Go Into The Mountains Where The Waters Flow..Back To The Rivers Of ‘The Go’. (I’m Gone)
Here’s to the invitation that was sent by the realization of the door to the ‘New World’. There was a time when people counted days and measured qualities of time by the associations of the responses of a wide array of people.
Today, marks May 1, 2012. AND today earlier while I was at work, the dawn of memory swept at my door. What you are doing now has the capacity to become a memory that changes every scope of your life. When you are in love, the melody that person plays is a memory that is perfectly in tune. The reminiscence of those memories stalks you, like a predator.
Just last year, my girl and I were living in a house that is was burned down. We created some of our most intimate moments in that house. It started out as an accident to come there, but it quickly became a fixed purpose for two weeks. It made us completely reliable and focused on our relationship. Food, transportation, and intimacy became a new question and adventure for us.
I can just think about some of the many memories, that have passed which makes my tears stain my cheeks.
We were on the bus, traveling and living a life full of serene and explosive details which make up the best picture now.
After the memories have dawned, we have a new expectation.
THIS starts now! Right now, we are going, to begin with, an intellectual pivot.
The plates are merging harder and the lava spills on the site that brings photosynthesis. The energy and sunlight all create a misery of ancient misunderstandings. STILL, there is an intellectual pivot, that dives deeper into the joy of slothfulness. Time all makes this impossible encouraged to resort to nothing.
I look forward to engaging in some of these plates of thought with you guys here. This will be more personal and direct than any of my other blogs such as:
This is an alternative. One with much more color and antique design!
You’re invited! Come & Let’s Flow!
Summarized Notion For Thought: When you think about what is deep, and what cries for growth, we can think about the blood racing so that it is replenished. It feels good to run and find ourselves at the sight of what’s attractive, once we are naked.