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
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Fluidly flows the red grapes, fluidly the red dress falls. Her shoulder becomes nude, the eye stills, and this moment forever to remember. The eyes blink, and light writing, the man, room full of light flashes. She will forever look like this. The bottle tips and red grapes fall fluidly into the wine glass, smoothly rolling down, dancing, content to be uncaged. Now they just want to pass, and let nature take their dead flesh, the course that some will try to deviate from, when they attempt to roll down the lips and run away.
Trying to slide away because they are so close the end, and then realization of fear, of death, is keeping them from suicide. The second strap falls from he shoulder and the man's imagination run to his pants as the top of her chest is bare but the silk remained above the breast. Showing little clivage, the light bounce off the walls, excited at the view they hold before disappearing into infinity, but not dead, but slowly dying. Many, no doubt made it out the window before looming off into space.
To be Continued...
To be Continued...
at 12:34:00 PM
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Don’t discriminate because your soul mate could be any race, and so keep your mind open and your eyes shut, because you can’t trust what’s appealing to the eyes, but do have a little more trust to the mind, and less to the heart.
Don’t discriminate because your soul mate could be in any religion and all of them are true, but all of them are false. All of them have a meaning behind what they worship and all have a reason for worshiping what they worship. If you are closed to religion, you may be closed to your soul mate
at 2:31:00 AM
Sunday, March 20, 2011
He sit on the moon, looking down, on the earth conspiring because he sees us for which we cannot see ourselves. He sees a rose in everyone woman, and bows, and raise his hat, and smile, and walk past. And this he did, to every passing woman. And he said to all “you are all that I cannot be, You are all that has been giving, you are most, the golden child.
at 2:31:00 PM
Friday, March 18, 2011
IF YOU LAY ME ON TOP OF YOU, YOU WOULD SEE THE WORLD TURN WITH YOU IN IT, YOU CAN THEN PUT ME DOWN AND LET ME BE YOUR SATELLITE. LET ME BE YOUR BOTTOM, YOUR TOP, LET ME BE YOUR DREAM, YOUR REALITY. LET ME BE YOUR ALARM, YOUR COVER, AND EVEN YOUR BED. LET ME BE YOUR MIRROR AND STARE AT ME ALL THAT YOU WANT. LET ME BE WHERE YOUR FEET ENTER AND PROTECT YOU FROM ROCKS AND DIRT. LET ME BE THE THING YOU MOST HATE, AND THE THING YOU MOST LOVE. IF I CAN BE ALL AROUND YOU AS I AM, THEN YOU CAN BE MORE OF YOU THAN YOU COULD EVER BE
at 12:47:00 PM
Monday, March 7, 2011
No one can kill you more than you can kill yourself. As many people that can bring you down, is less than the many times you have brought down yourself. All the many man that you could have been, what are the chances that you are you if all could relive lives? Because I could be someone else, I love myself even more now. The time, the changes, the worries that I once never had, now dreaming of being a child just once more so that I could love it, each and every second. I know there are many that would trade, if they could, their childhood. If you do, you change everything about you. These are the moments when we realize that we can never be all we can be because with every level reached, there is more to be had. Just when you think it’s as worse as it could be, you realize that you can be even more sad.
at 6:23:00 AM
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
You tell yourself that everything that happens is meant to be. You say it enough times that you start to believe it. Then after you start to believe, you start to doubt that it true and then you question if it were ever. When you are the mists of it all is when you realize that not of it really makes sense. How can two people find so much difficulties in finding happiness: Whether it is father and son, mother and daughter, brother and sister, friends and girlfriends, you always meet a mean when a decision must be made, where one will be unhappy? Our needs to satisfy others come between the need of our satisfaction. Are we bad people if we decide that our joy exceed theirs. After all, one of us is not going to be happy and so how do we know who to chose, us or them? Is it wise to make ourselves unhappy in order to satisfy others? If we do risk our felicity for someone else's, are we foolish, crazy, or kind? Why foolish, I ask? Well the fact that someone know that you are kind and risk your happiness for others to be happy means that you are asking to be taken advantage of. Why did I ask Crazy? Well, according to science, we are self-interest beings. We do nothing that we do not benefit from. Even if making someone else happy is a benefit for those who feel joy from seeing others happy. Lastly I say kind because our spirituality and/ or religion say that when we care for someone else’s joy over ours, we are kind people.
Which one do you find/ or hold is the truth?
at 5:10:00 AM