repitition. peeling the layers to the core. sign after sign after sign. faith no more. it’s time to package that chapter into a gift box with a bow a present of many sorts. varieties, and such. acknowledgement. love, release, refocus! a gentle hug, a friendly pat on the back I know why the caged bird sings… it’s because it wants to. and I enjoy that. dance to this melody of life happily and free. Smile, it’s not so serious. turning the page & beginning a new chapter SUCH an Amazing book!!! adieu adieu adieu, okay? Promise. Swear. and you get this. don’t you? i bet you do. isn’t that interesting? oh well, maybe in a few years, maybe not. Thanks for the inspiration. Thanks for the bizarre understanding, although, perhaps imaginary. not gonna wait on the sidelines. for anything. not gonna grovel beneath bright and shiney diamonds. step aside, my friend. gonna go hiding in public and eat steak and sushi at lux. it’s delicious, btw. gonna wink at the past for a moment here. a wink. a moment. the past. Cool. Thanks. For whatever it’s worth, and whatever it was. Guess this is it. Guess it’s time to dip into that energy reservoir and redirect those laser beams. Guess it’s time to go back, hibernating, in ‘that cave’. Winnie the Pooh, I ain’t got nothin on you.
late night drinking tea comtemplating the giant mystery cannot fill the blanks once more on those empty pages where is the comfort? simply in your home? options, choices, thoughts, ideas, etc etc etc just don’t know unpackaged vacation wanna hold it down although when ya try ya get made into a clown no rules, no regulations, no answers just now. and then… now.. and then.. now and then…. now and then. tomorrow? who knows.
it’s a new year time to start fresh life moves pretty quickly… no time to regress looking back and dotting all the i’s & j’s as throughly as possible acknowledging and then moving on. pick up the pace, spice it up a notch blindly reaching out a hand, once again yet culminatively being backlashed sympathy for the confused, yet love for oneself it’s become increasingly challenging to be a crutch for her misguided wisdoms it’s hard to say goodbye to a friendship of many years well, it’s probably better than enduring any longer this misguided muffle mess wanting to hug her eternally and let her know it’s going to be all right…… like jesus nailed to the cross tried and tried and tried it’s time to be burned and say goodbye to yesterday hello to tomorrow. rnrn
to assume is to make an ass out of u and me an uneducated guess on what possibly could be instinctual nature perhaps, or maybe that’s a lie another muscle to develop in the gym thank goodness for the wonders of exercise holding onto the mysteries and wonders because, survivally speaking, anything assumpted truly doesn’t matter to live to survive & to survive to live are two different things however, balance is the key in everyday life below the surface, however, there is only one choice… and like branches of a tree it springs out unspoken acknowledgement but you can feel the family you just know lessons learned from past bloopers & blurts spring today’s strength and “wisdom” essentially pure, in essence, yet… testing… trials and tribulations are fine but this is not an island