Tower Girl

With each step, she climbed closer

Closer to her dream.

She built upon a climax that would grant her an entire KNEW language.

She noticed those who vocalize, with fervent concern.

They did not care but instead challenged the wonder of the mysterious Night.

She prophesies with great conviction, as the truth danced within her belly.

She heard the word from the divine one, as she anointed her lips as she became aware of her mission.

To not ponder on the disbelief, but to encourage a sense of magic which would awaken all a part of the trick.

It was not a trick of desperate attempts to blind one within the illusion, but a trick of a trip which brought ecstasy.

Many knew her as the Tower Girl, she climbed higher anytime one would listen as her summons called those who were considered least.

She did not mind the attire, nor colorless ambitions..it only allowed her more sensibility.

A prophetess of the night, with a light of those kept by the darkest memories.

A light that brought hope to those who wanted to make the world better.

She beckoned religion to strip its clothing of toxicity and division.

She noticed how many of the blind ones, stumbled on the rocks of desperation.

They really intended for some sign that would bring a course of direction.

She built on the molder and ROCKS Beneath them.

She felt the need to crush them, as the minerals would build upon the next.

Blissful Freightning

I vaguely remember the story of freight now, as it has settled within the woes of my mind. That was indeed a scary night, and only a few know of the SCREAM that is freighting! Since I’m the detained sleeper, it is very easy to sleep at the first touch of the bed.

Some nights, I intend to revoke access to the bed and other times, my rebellion is taunted by the aroma of the bed. When you have a MAFIA of people, who are given private information; they soon can become a mob.

THIS NIGHT was one of the SCARIEST NIGHTS OF MY LIFE! I’m normally NOT taken back by the play of what is frightening. I’ve seen movies and read horror films and personally witnessed the realm of the opposite of the light. The history of New Orleans and the tricks that begin at the story of telling of Voodoo. I mention New Orleans because I feel there is a deep sorrow in the streets of certain realms – SPOOKY!

It was only a couple of days ago, that I thought I either died or was a dream of my own that only I understood. TO make matters worse, the whole moment was recorded! I screamed so high, I thought my decibels were higher than that of the FINEST Opera singers.

 

When I become sleepy, I utter complete nonsense. I begin to connect non-congruent pieces of information on a variation of topics. I’ll talk about how trains met in a dungeon of dragons and how the fire that came out the cat’s mouth appeared as a meow. I make no sense, whatsoever, and when that moment comes, I intend on responding to the bed.

 

Well, the mafia who recorded my every move decided to play a joke, and in the state of my restlessness, I believed what appeared to be a PANDA or some kind of black and white JASON! JASON ALWAYS WINS AGAINST FREEDY! BY THE WAY  -_____-

I literally became frustrated with the joke, that my speech followed a series of mumbles and inaudible sadness. WE ALL have had these moments, sometimes! BUT we are ALL – the most surprised when they show up in front of a group of friends. It exposes your deep fear, and your inability to express the scary nature of life. I can look back at this joke AND LAUGH HYSTERICALLY! 😀

 

I’ve come to the understanding of bliss within the darkness, it’s meant to arouse a laughter in us all. Surely, in cruelty, there appears an absent charm, but there is still an enchantment in the magic of the folly!

2 Giants Kissing IN The Land Of Small Things (Fantasy)

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
I’m praying
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.Image