I look at her and she is oblivious to what I see, to what I know. This thought is amusing in a way, it is also full of melancholy for it is her lack of confidence that keeps this knowledge from her. It plays on the lips and lingers in the air hovering like cigar smoke. I carry a bundle of sleeping. Adrift on my shoulder,.

Mesmerizing, soothing, moving. Reservoir, mountain, rocky, beautiful. Comforting, warming, embracing. Irritating box of bits and pieces. Cookies, viruses, programs and sleazy spam,. Logins, passwords, endless pop-ups. Politics, extremists, thieves and crooks,. Excuses, retaliation, turf wars. Only add to our escalating degradation.

Living is Easy on the Land. Swallowing lungfuls of water,. About swimming so long in all. That your skin stops being a boundary,. Between you and the water? Or count down,. In the middle of a breast stroke,. Until your arms give out? February 4, 2014. So devour the stars and eat the darkness,.

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The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. 8220;To me, Robert Frost has been one of the greatest inspirations. But there is something that has always bugged me a little. If I were to come across the great crossroads in my life, I might not be able to make my decision quite so simply. I see two roads that diverge here.

Asking the misunderstood, the underrepresented, and the forgiven. Five minute love songs,. Boston boys with red roses,. Quick Dry Correction Fluid,. The earth trembles as the rusty metal. Chains of the old garage door growls. And retreats back up into its crusty shell. Allowing the big man in the jet black suit. To force his way into the silent, lightless.

What does it mean to think? Are the thoughts bouncing around your head,. Pictograms and words in bold script,. True to reality or just echoes of your imagination. That your mammalian mind can process. Handle like a stone mug. Do we all see the same things? Not like the same events or happenings.

Just sharing my interests and knowledge. I have challenged myself to do 100 push ups daily for a week. This entry was posted in Health and Fitness. The emptiness in me disappeared. I see stars in day light. The moon seems twice its size nowadays.