This post is a combination of feelings, thoughts, emotion and some poetic rendering. What the heck… it’s complicated.
You are the home of love. “True Love” begins within.
Remembering being mortal.
I remember. I do not feel it. I can, if I choose. It is very, very sad bring mortal. There is happiness, yes. But mostly sadness. As I have said, “Count only the happy hours”. For mortals, they are all to few. But for me — there is no more feeling. Only knowing. Not quite no more feeling. I still want to win. I want to defeat evil. Perhaps I have lost the feeling for the people, for their suffering. I don’t want that feeling. It is of no use to me. That is no longer what matters to me. I only want not to lose true love. To lose true love would be very, very bitter.
ABC’s – A random photo from Bing Images – I like the mirror image, it reminds me of my gift.
If you could dive inside my mind, like a raindrop into an eternal sea, we would become one.
In as much if I could seep into your thoughts we will be one conscience, the sum of our best.
I am many things to myself. Yet through discovery I am many things for you.
Humanly we are individuals in a collective soul of existence.
Personally I am myself, a gift in the present for your day.
Seek what you have never discovered. Climbing our mountain gives a beautiful view.
From the mountain to the sea; Looking Into the Mirror As the Story Unfolds
Birds of a feather may flock together but in the quill of wings fly beyond with me.
Wisdom of air will not speak against true love. It always encourages and never destroys.
Will you led me like a horse to water, drinking the blood from my broken heart.
Vixens are common like trolls under the bridge of troubled water.
In the river of doubt one will never know where it may lead.
A person of class is a class act never a class clown or royal ass.
A bird makes a boat. Even the smallest of gifts help to tread the waters.
In this mirror I can see all the things going on around us. How sad the view can be.
Still dinner with the ex breaks the trust of an already weakened soul.
So much is best in us because it bound us to family and strengthens our loyalty.
Treasure each moment and love with all your heart because we do have a choice.
A true warrior inspires others to explore peace. A king rules with love not iron.
There are no demons, we create them. In as much we create our own worst enemy.
Once you have betrayed meIn gaining there is a loss. Let hate be what you lose, therefore gaining love.
The voice communicates desire. It’s what makes talking so much more exciting than texting.
As human beings we must think very clearly, deeply, in how we treat each other.
How interesting the tweets of peeps who write about topics they never intend to seek.
There has never been a time when I’ve had nothing because in you I have everything.
If you would come very, very close to my emotions.. you would understand my feelings.
Though you cannot see what I am feeling you can listen to my song, a heartbeat of two.
Remember you are some ones moon and stars. That’s true love.Do Not Lose Hope
It is not one plus one equals two, but two are the sum of one.
It’s not how you stand by your man it is about standing with him… not against.
Choosing to be a part of my history closes the book about our destiny.
Sand superheated with seaweed provide a fine surface for silver on glass.
And looking into the mirror… as the story unfolds…
Love our relationship fore time is not slow.
anger creates anger
Sometimes I keep my feelings to myself.
Because it’s hard for someone else..
To understand them..
FISH IN THE SEA
Stinking fish, you chose two, over me.
The one you caught, did not get away.
Discarded, on the bank,
like garbage to thee.
Left to die, a painful death indeed.
No air from the waters of love.
Nothing to swim about within.
Flopping around, unwanted,
Taken for granted,
Only slow and painful a death,
Given to me.
Two cast, is all it took,
For this fish to see.
I am nothing,
In your sea.
Hate of hates.
Pain of pains.
Hurt of hurts.
In a virtual sea,
I am no one,
I am discarded,
Dead, as all can see,
Completely out…
Of your virtual sea.
some people are angry
I am not saying to walk away from the person. My gosh they are a human being. I know well, all to well, how someone I love lashes out at me. It hurts! It becomes harder every time to endure the pain, abuse… to absorb. Yes it is their battle. Be there for them. Yet, pray the person will honor and understand that you too are human, and can only absorb so much.
How much more can emotions endure, the mind absorb, and the heart break.
What are the limits that true love make
Patience and heartache a toxic waste
Hourglass and hands moving snail pace
Three steps forward nine steps back
Prime number fantasy, two became one
Divided by the virtual, destroying the sum.
Wade Lancaster 