.... the world feeds me, and life slowly seeps back into my veins.
the rockin' roll is tapped out by my shoe...
And it feels good to be alive.
I yawn... not quite yet ready to sleep...
... my cousin is coaxing my soul right back into me.
The time has come, to finish what I started...
I have broken the curse. Those ship-wrecked fools can't find me...
Fear and pain can no longer stop me; being old, weak, and feeble...
I have defeated…Continue
Hey there Comedy Whirled... I'm re-posting an archive of my older work so that they might have a virtual home... here amongst my friends and fellow artists.
Be well and take care my friends.…
**(NOTE TO READERS: Once you read the intro... Make sure to read this from the end on back to the beginning. Start on the last page, and finish up on the first... and then, if you like... add to the universe. Above all, enjoy.)**
So... Shall we have an "Experiment" ... ?
Shall we play a game?
Monster Mash anyone??
Falling downwards... through time... tonight...
My eyes water...
... and I know I'm going down.
Finally - after a long time.
And when I wake...
I'll put my jeans and shoes on (and all the rest)...
... and head on up The Mountain. With my clan. My brother, My Dad, my nephews... and me.
For a little boost of nature.
Pure, and so so sweet.
I love the smell of the trees.
I'm sure I'll come back…
I live in a very interesting little piece of this country we call the United States of America. We're in that top-left corner so often affectionately referred to as the "Great Northwest." More specifically, I live in Washington State (no, not the other one... the state.) And for a temporary duration I'm living with my in-laws on the plateau just west of Mt. Ranier, which we just typically just call "the Mountain."
Why is this interesting during this holiday…Continue
"People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all.
People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel?
Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all…Continue
... my spirit awakes suddenly from it's slumber. painful, excruciating... these chains aren't mine. where did they come from?
I feel the wind loosen... there is a storm ahead... but this time it's not my fight. The wind carries my soul upwards... and I look back to remember.
There I am.
As my father always said "Fuck-em if they can't take a…Continue
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