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

Monday, April 29, 2013

Battle: Lines

Wondering what is what. Finding you are motivated by many ideas and do not know which to first tackle. So I conspire against my imaginary obstacles. I made them my enemies and sought a way of getting by them without fighting them. How do I battle this imaginary lines that hold me hostage from my fulfillment, without violence? How do I go as far as I've gone to stop at the line? Should I not go beyond? We battle with lines daily, how do we know which are to be stepped over and those that we must stay within?

Monday, April 22, 2013

Kristina

Swinging like we have no density
you are clear
against the background
of everyone else moving
blur
the lights come and go
but the way your hand and mine touch
in these minuscule minutes
have my heart roaring
to hold you closer

Swinging right and left
to the sound of your
heartbeat
our feet stumping the drums
at the same time
lovemaking to the music
in the nude
without touching

Swinging your body
closer and further from mine
feeling your hand
trust my shoulders
molding this perceived closeness
that only strangers could share

you are looking into me
taking me into the blue field
snowing white petals
pulling me
with your tightly held grip
chasing the heart shaped kite
and I know
I'm almost sure
I'm suppose to give you
this gentle peck
from my lips to yours
the drums increasing in speed
I can feel your heart beat
through your warm finger tips
increasing in sound
and I start to lean...



© EOU 2011

Thursday, April 18, 2013

117

If I was just sure today was the day as I stare at the heart with uneasiness 
If I only understand the feeling that guides me then
then I could have understood the road ahead
If only I was strong enough to remove illusions
then I would have seen you clear
and If only I was just a little closer
I could have reached to you my hand
If only is all I have
so please don't go
find it in your heart to stay
and we won't have to had you to the count
I know the fear of loud sounds
is all that is keeping you from us
but if you listen to the sound of our hearts
you'll know, there is nothing to fear



Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Battles of Men

They are waging war
against me
my heart
my soul
my mind

I did not
trespass
nor did I
go
where I
did not
belong

they spell
hate
on my property
on every land
I call
my home

they spilled war
against my skin
threw war
against my tongue
they tried to
assassinate my character

they drew war
on my beliefs
tried to kill
my religion
they are against
every thing
I think

so many battles
to fight
how does one
know
where to begin
does one need
to loose all wars
and battles
so that one
can win life?



Sunday, April 14, 2013

A Block

The purpose is to live
       -
  having a purpose
  is to be free
       -
   of gates
   the quran/ koran
   the bible
       -
    once an open book
    to break away chains
       -
     from our gates
     now the chain
     to the hidden pages
       - - -
         question
         the hidden faces
         in our imaginary living
        do you see yourself?

Monday, April 8, 2013

You...


I want to be you
for I am not good at being myself
I want to trust you
because I'm too scared to trust myself
I want to fall into a pool of water
and be pulled by currents
and surrender to living
take back the fear of anything
I want to be you

Friday, April 5, 2013

My Love For You Will Never...

Die
unless it died already
and you revived it
In my long dream
I missed you
by four minutes and five seconds
the numbers I had to fight to get back
in line waiting to get you flowers
and how much I loved you
depended on how long I was willing to wait
before, the line would have seem like forever
now, I have nothing but time
four watches on my left hand
and five in my right
when your hands were over me
I could not breathe
but I was not ready
to sleep in your harms
maybe your shoulders
We never made it in time
6 hours far
you always see sundown before me
but how you said it will be
was exactly how I saw it
How I see you now
was exactly how I saw you
when I was six

You gave me your time and heart,
I hope to give you eternity



© EOU 2012

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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