Thank-you for giving unto us, even if for a short time!
( In memory of our daughter )
The people you walk over to get to the top, are the people who will kick you in the teeth as you start your fall back to reality, back to the human race. "
You people know who you are! You are fucken paranoid prima-donnas in my book! Wake up to yourselves, as well as the world. You are all just a fucken joke! Can't you see people laughing? Can't you see power disappears? We have the last fucken laugh at your expense!!
I run these meandering thoughts through the empty halls of my head. Consideration of the heart and opaque mind must be determined. One must place themselves in the shoes of the other! Things just happen and for reasons no one knows! All one can see to determine is that it is a path meant to be travelled. All I know is to walk that path and see where it does lead, for that is the only way of knowing what lies ahead. That is one of the mysteries of life. But, the path is there and it must be walked. If that is alone or hand in hand with another, then that is life. Our path is lined with trees that whisper sounds and secrets to distract and to cause tension. The mind must be forced to become opaque to succeed. We must first make peace with people that are dear to the heart to travel the path. As I say again:
How can one say sorry for all the wrongs made, when at the other end of the phone is just silent? How can one express themselves, when there is no light at the end of the tunnel? Why wake up in the morning if your love is not there?
I am now at that crossroad. Do I persist to keep it bottled in? Do I let out my feelings on these actions shown? Do I play the same situation back on them? It is hard. For this person is a highly emotional person. Now, I have to think the course of action over carefully. I don't want to cause any harm. I believe I do have love and compassion in my body. Maybe they do? But, who knows with the actions they have been displaying, with thoughts being self-centered. I begin to feel, that I should lock myself away as I once was. Also! Promises made are to be kept! Well, this is one that has been broken on numerous occasions. Maybe it is time to break one of my own!
Nakedness is so beautiful to the eye of a lover. No matter what time, it is always beautiful. In the evening, you can see the body just shut down and total release any stress, as in the morning hours, the aurora is so strong and plentiful. It is the only time in life you get to see the beauty of the body as well as the beauty that is always buried deep within the soul. You see the real person, the innocence as the body just radiates all these features out for the lover to admire and think of love and life.
Going to bed, your cuddles reveal so much against a naked body. They reveal if you are in a good mood, bad mood or pleasurable mood. Being so close, you can feel the pulse beating in time in different parts of the body. You can feel the warmth radiate from the body. There is so much more to nakedness. Just look at the story: The Emperor's New Clothes. If you read between the lines, the emperor was proud of himself, as people could see him for him and not what he wore. Not the materials. But, the people just laughed as they were and still are naive.
Clothes are there for us to wear, to stop unwanted eyes looking at what is not there for there eyes. Just look at Therians, who were partially naked. They understood the beauty of it. Clothes do restrain our aspects of our souls, but that is for protection in this day and age. Don't get me wrong. A naked body is also very sexual and erotic. I am just saying that there is more to being naked then just one factor. Think about it. Look at your lover and see if you can see what I just said.
So far, I am still experiencing the whole situation. I call it 'TOP SYNDROME'. At this time I am at the bottom of the pile. The time at the top was great. Time at the bottom is great too, if you have a stable mind. All in all. The more you believe and act, then the shorter the time at both ends. You will find the comfort zone.
Illustrated ideas of love is read into the child's dreams. Is love but a wish based upon the fairy book. The happy ever after is crated by yet another dream. Fantasized emotions are based upon the other's needs. What happens when there is no more needs to met? Sabotage the needs of the other is a dangerous game in love, for unconditional love has no motives, no beginning, no end. That is what THE HAPPY EVER AFTER becomes.
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