the damage is healing
Thursday, February 25, 2010
skye dyving~ (oldies but goodies)
Current mood: a lil chillay
burnin sum 'erb, gettin cozy in my favorite sweater, visit le biblioteche, check out the latest in audio visual stimulation~ driving home my mind tends to wonder.. and hear we begin
pulling littlelotta' from the road we head straight into the clouds
we sail through the sky hitting speeds unmeasurable by a 120mph speedometer, until, as usual my gas light turns on, being i have no job this is the end of the road, roooads roood.
30 miles to empty and i see a clearing in the white endless heavens i found myself flying through. lets go lotta! and with a relatively sharp turn to the right we just make through the gap of blue
we are now at 40,000 ft, and counting 30, 10
i wasn't sure the landing site, i tend to procrastinate sometimes, but i roll down my window and take a gander.
SCHSHSHPPPFFFFFFfff!!~~~~
into the ocean
it is there in the waves and le bubbles i see what i've been looking for all my life: the love between you and me~
located everywhere and in all things (and luckily floatie) starts to carry me up uup uupppppp oh i can see the sun again and land! forward lotta!
we kick it in overdrive and barrel up on the sand, receiving a funny look from a relatively homely gentleman, i later learn his name to be richie, and he spends his time bumbling/fumbling around the beach in search of "the perfect seashell"
my windows still down, we look at eachother and laugh a little, im soaking wet, sea weed all in my hair and a starfish stuck to the windshield
richie mumbles out the first words "whaaa whooo ehh.. how?"
me and lotta "hold the phone sir, may i ask you something first?"
richie "ehhh.. mm sure? i suppose? what?"
me "where are we located right now?"
richie "you've landed yourself right on the shores of florida missay!"
me "Brilliant!!"
pulling littlelotta' from the road we head straight into the clouds
we sail through the sky hitting speeds unmeasurable by a 120mph speedometer, until, as usual my gas light turns on, being i have no job this is the end of the road, roooads roood.
30 miles to empty and i see a clearing in the white endless heavens i found myself flying through. lets go lotta! and with a relatively sharp turn to the right we just make through the gap of blue
we are now at 40,000 ft, and counting 30, 10
i wasn't sure the landing site, i tend to procrastinate sometimes, but i roll down my window and take a gander.
SCHSHSHPPPFFFFFFfff!!~~~~
into the ocean
it is there in the waves and le bubbles i see what i've been looking for all my life: the love between you and me~
located everywhere and in all things (and luckily floatie) starts to carry me up uup uupppppp oh i can see the sun again and land! forward lotta!
we kick it in overdrive and barrel up on the sand, receiving a funny look from a relatively homely gentleman, i later learn his name to be richie, and he spends his time bumbling/fumbling around the beach in search of "the perfect seashell"
my windows still down, we look at eachother and laugh a little, im soaking wet, sea weed all in my hair and a starfish stuck to the windshield
richie mumbles out the first words "whaaa whooo ehh.. how?"
me and lotta "hold the phone sir, may i ask you something first?"
richie "ehhh.. mm sure? i suppose? what?"
me "where are we located right now?"
richie "you've landed yourself right on the shores of florida missay!"
me "Brilliant!!"
November 28, 2008
written when my heart was in a completely blissful hopeful love state
that was then..
that was then..
for love (oldies but goodies)
Current mood: like a dam fool
this ones for love
you dont see it every day, because its gone
lost in the grey
local area connection
its beautifucking nothing
forgot it
just start getting ready
start getting ready
to fill your time
this time~
January 16th 2009
this ones for love
you dont see it every day, because its gone
lost in the grey
local area connection
its beautifucking nothing
forgot it
just start getting ready
start getting ready
to fill your time
this time~
January 16th 2009
rolling shattered rock (oldies but goodies)
Current mood: rather solomn
sunbeams filter through this body
my body
cutting straight like crystal
you feel what you see in this place of depth
here, now
small creatures, shroud in their movements
are they really there?
something in my eyes
all i see is bits
iridescent shards of lights
energy broken down to half an atom
searching for its other
always searching
never finding
knowing
always knowing
and being
the purest truth in life.
so small
breathe it in drink it in, swallow
feel it down the throat
travels deep
miles, and miles
forever moving through this body
your body
never ending positives
searching, searching
always
never finding
its match
this journey
right here
right now
always searching
never finding
the end
January 21st 2009
I remember writing this while i was listening to autolux and eating delicious chicken at Rumbi's grill in Scottsdale.. mmm
sunbeams filter through this body
my body
cutting straight like crystal
you feel what you see in this place of depth
here, now
small creatures, shroud in their movements
are they really there?
something in my eyes
all i see is bits
iridescent shards of lights
energy broken down to half an atom
searching for its other
always searching
never finding
knowing
always knowing
and being
the purest truth in life.
so small
breathe it in drink it in, swallow
feel it down the throat
travels deep
miles, and miles
forever moving through this body
your body
never ending positives
searching, searching
always
never finding
its match
this journey
right here
right now
always searching
never finding
the end
January 21st 2009
I remember writing this while i was listening to autolux and eating delicious chicken at Rumbi's grill in Scottsdale.. mmm
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