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I can't remember if I was at peace with myself at this time last year. I wish I could, and I think that I was. However, I am sure that the state I am in currently is not the most stable. It is this incredible lonely, needy fixation.
"Money does not equal happiness" is a given quote to live by correct? Or so it's supposed...
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papat:
do you have a pulse?
or are you a vegetable?
maybe you're climbing jacob's ladder
somewhere between purgatory and the bardos


...i hope you're smiling wherever you are
grumpyoldbastard:
hi
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I continuously search for those people. Or that person. Or have I already found them?
The one(s) that find simple things enjoyable.
I'm looking for one(s) that don't shoot down my ideas, but rather consider and change for compromise [if needed]. I'm looking for those that put in extra effort if the time is right. I want someone to not get so comfortable. I need...
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run_rabbit_run:
=)
bigz:
I love this blog, i love the raw energy and hope in what you say. Pieces are very inspiring and laid so bare which make them so interesting. I would also like to find people like this. You should say hi one day smile x
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So I have the entire capacity of my life to think upon and try to logic with everything that happens and all of the actions I take. Un-flawless and imaginarily sensible. To continue on resorting to the old and being scarce of the new. I can't seem to find the ground and am only resting on a broken chair. I have no brain but my...
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vanitystrain:
As bound as you may think yourself out to be, your mind is forever free, the only limit there is yourself. But, sometimes I enjoy the feeling of being trapped within my own head, having the chance to be so close to myself. Perhaps you're the same?

It's just the thoughts and emotions that happen to spill out of my brain, I suppose it's poorly placed together in that sense. In any case, I'm glad that your heart comprehends.

(Very aware, but the flood of euphoria that follows is too much to do without, on occasion. I must confess though, if I could eat it like chiclets, you would be able to consider me more than a glutton. )

papat:

From that point of view, I must concur. Though I often shackle myself in a lack discipline, I have nearly just as often known things I can scarcely convey through a serial spew of words. This existence is a cryptic paradox of eternal sentience and biological obsolescence. Yet there is little point in lamentation. LIke you said, there is a particular and profound joy in being tethered within a body ...so capable of such fantastic sensations ...even some of the more agonizing ones, for they simply remind me I am still alive.

I cannot fathom how words can be poorly placed, if they serve both the reader and the writer ...i care not if they defy convention.



(glad to know you are wise of consequences ...gluttony can indeed swallow one whole)
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So I have the entire capacity of my life to think upon and try to logic with everything that happens and all of the actions I take. Un-flawless and imaginarily sensible. To continue on resorting to the old and being scarce of the new. I can't seem to find the ground and am only resting on a broken chair. I have no brain but my...
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The warm light that starts, runs through each and every cell of my body. A lambent light that amps up each of my senses. The feeling of sheets on my arched back. Of your on my skin. Of hair brushing the back of my neck as I turn. The heat from the lamp casting stares against my flesh. A feeling that changes from electric and...
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vanitystrain:
The picture is not my own.
papat:
i like your writing ...and not simply because you taught me a new word (and a wonderful word at that ...lambent)


...thankyou
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There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won't remember and that she can't even let herself think about because that's when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it's always raining a slow and endless drizzle.

You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you...
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zenexistence:
Your writing evokes excellent imagery, thank you.