in my mind

A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?

-in my mind

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Love in between





In the reachable place
I found a palace
with freshly cut
sun bleached grass

It is presented
under the white sheer
that feels like nothing
on the gold tone flesh

I found love
for myself
and I play with it
until my trembling love
sends my quivering voice
to moan under the moon


© EOU 2009
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Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world