Cat Nap

Original Photograph by who_leo

Something to Think About

It would be easier to forget you if only I hadn't learned so many important things from you.

Sueños

I keep living dreams I've had months ago. Little snip-its often become reality. I don't know what to make of it, and it kind of freaks me out.

Dream Ridden Wanderlust.

In the arms of sleep
dreams of you haunt
reminding the heart
of the loss that's been had.

Running through the crowded streets
wearing ballerina shoes
tripping over mud puddles
climbing up a green hill
all to reach you.

Open doors to an apartment
seemed like a 2 bedroom one bath
with a cozy little kitchen
center table with a bayonet
and some couches to rest tired bones.

No one is there,
am I too late?

Ringing at the door
open it to find you
in white
arm to arm with a stranger
and all I hear is:

"What did you expect?
Did you really think
that anything could come
from what we had?"

Like everything we lived
was a meaningless stage
like being there with you
wanting to kiss you everywhere
was a meaningless moment.

When they all hid
under the umbrella in the house
the plot was seeping thick
good-bye's were being concocted
so I donned my Ballerina shoes.

In the rain
everything feels easy
loving,
crying,
breathing.

But when she say's
"What did you expect?"
its' amorous drumming on the window pane
turns into a hollow void
drowning a smile
just so happy to see her.

Sorry to bother you
I guess.

Might as well hide
the distaste of my chastity
all in the hopes
that a heart bruised
and aching
may one day be able
to take a hit
from the shadow boxer yet again.

Rainbow and Occupy Wall Street

One of the best things about Occupy Wall Street is seeing how a mass of random individuals can work together. I have seen it in smaller scale, at local Rainbow Gatherings (Occala, Fl.). This being some of the best times I ever spent anywhere, just being part of a small community even if for a few days. So far I've read of free kitchens, the "mic check" is something I ran into at Rainbow as well, and nick@nite is most definitely from Rainbow. I'm sure that there are other things which I haven't seen, but it's nice to know that there are fellow Children of the Rainbow out there doing what needs to be done to get things kick started. Rainbow will keep things going as long as everyone else is up to it. We are wise on keeping an area with clean water, food, and cigarettes. This is truly what is done by Rainbow.

I wonder if there is an A camp as well. LOLOLOLOL!

Either way, a lot of the behaviors observed from the videos alone give light that the children of light have their hands in this cookie jar, I just hope they washed them first (LOL Loving You!).

Davids Camera Craft

Davids Camera Craft

Here are some good photos from the current and ongoing protests in New York's Occupy Wall Street. Please pass this one to anyone, and everyone. It would be much appreciated.

Correctional facility

I come prepared to bare bad news
to incite myself into a state of joy
and induce the sadness into glee
for no one knows my nightmares like me.

Awake I lay in a bed so cold
with pillows lining where you once lay
to keep me from rolling off
and hitting myself atop my head.

Is it just me? Or are there more
who wish the world would stop and go
that yesterday could be relived
redone, re-spoke, reposed.

I grow so tired of the memories
but it's the only thing that is left
only thing I have to share
only bit's of life I care to remember.

Fears

Something inside keeps reminding me of you, and I wish I could just kill it. I've tried drowning it, numbing it, forgetting it, but every time it beats from a stillness so deep it brings me to a green glowing hill where a kiss and a hug meant the world, and a random act of unmentionable kindness dared us to frolic all night.

If anyone ever reads this take a piece of advice into consideration: Don't give your heart to anyone, because they will keep it, steal it, abuse it, and throw it into a food processor to relish on your pain. It's safer to keep those things hidden, locked away. Nothing good ever comes from being open and true to someone who you aren't sure about, nothing but heart ache and eventual emotional disembowelment. It's best to keep your feelings to yourself, the wretched world will surely use it against you.

Corruption

I don't hate you,
I hate me.

I don't miss you,
I miss me.

I never dared to,
but you dared me.

I correct you,
yet I ignore me.

A Constant

There's an itching in my veins,
a sudden lynching in my brain.
A burning in my heart
a loss and disarray.
Coming out to meet my friends
hidden all within the led
hot and pouring through
it's the itching in my veins.

Can you see the nimble way
in which we run away
can you feel the dire needs
often lost inside your head.
Out there beyond the way
we find them lost and bare
coming out of the woodwork
like maggots in her brain.

Complete with a how to
on loosing all your friends,
you can see there is no room for two
it's the last chance we had to bare.
Complete with a how to
on gaining all your weight
it's easy to say that you
would always be there.

There's an itching in my veins
and itching in my head.
There's loss of everything,
a cross of shades and stares.
Complete with your own how to
on creeping out the mare
it's not easy to stay true
when your soul is lost
a stray.

The Money Pit

It's all about having a good foundation. It's why I am the way I am with people, why I like to take things slow, why I like to know you. Why I take life slowly. It's all in the foundation.

Sleepless nights

Can't sleep. I feel tired, yet when I lay down my mind awakens with thought. I can't shake her stink out of my memory, one thinks it's over and that moving on is at hand, but there is nothing there but more memories and realizations of the things that happened between us. Who thought that such short time of interaction would leave such a mark. I hate it, and it makes me realized that I loved you.

Expulsion, delusion.

Maybe I've said this before,
I can't remember you that well anymore.
Your smile is a fuzz,
your eyes I don't even recall the color of,
the little things that you did
which entranced me so are memories left behind.
I feel like the fever has passed,
I've sweated you out.
Oh dear lover,
who I once pined over
contemplated loving forever with no second thoughts,
you have been expunged from me.
Now all that is left is a void.
I don't know how to explain it,
but you've gone
left a cavity behind
there is nothing that fits that obtuse shape
like that love that I felt
which was cursed from the begin
because I was unsure of what to say
unsure if you wanted it or not.
It all fell apart,
now we are but fading memories
yet all I wanted all along
was to be someone you couldn't forget
someone to fill my heart
someone to be entranced with.