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| mind set todaymind is torch mind is scorch why has life been unsearch. have i been unappouch so i set here with my mind so blind. burning with hate with each step i take have i start to shake it must be part of my unmistakable art deppress is that me how can go on with really!! so i slowly feel like dying is that so sad when the caticulion of unillisuonal state of a uncircuse MIND leave me!! so i can trim back in time. as i look back is it really my time. noo never leave me so i can forget me with each passing time..... | | |
| Well Today well today has been swell things seems to be a little better. i figured in my life if i don't do something to make it better nothing well As i soon see the results. But look at me now i got good jobs lol final keeping them though like alwas... surpise at my own self i really can't believe i am still writing on this trhing though its like my whjole life is in here really anyone can just go here and just read a shit load of crap about me its not like thats a bad thing its just who know if someone comes and finds me it can be very easy to find me... or thats how i would put it.. Now i would like to descuss my inforgetfull self sometimes the music controlls myself like now i was talking about jyslef and now i am talklin about something tottalyy different i don't know why but i can talk and tallk an never got nothing to say its such a crazy motional like a bee hummin into the mind and the spirit dwells into the motion unto the sun to the earth the mooin and skies slow devolupe a stimulation into the cells and consume ur intire bodie like a snake in a rat pit. But enough of that lets talk about myself me the properator of this story thge mind seeker the mibnd tender the world bender. I feel as though i am incontol and sometimes i feel like thje world is comming to a end whyu is that i don't know why its just i can feel like that how it is but who knows its just me typin here all by my lonesume and contuining to type here like i don;t got nothing to loose or nothing to gain its like a mind game to some and a loosiin game to none..,. byut i woul;d like to say that i don't know what is this all about blood gushin into the inders of a man and orgin of a women what kind of a mind is that ...someone might say that heellla of dulsional opr better yet a mind of a loser i am no looser what are u saying to me i don't know what is goin on i am like thinkin with my hands and not with my mind is that deluisional or that is jsut planned stupidy opf a suscidlye mind set...Well i lets just say that is tottaly true ok lets just say that i am, a GOD or a delusional person who has nothin to do with himself>>>............................ok i am starvin leavin now toodles | | |
| Dreamertoday i had a dream but before i talk about it...i would like to say that in my entire life i thought i can control my mind body and soul in my dreams. i thought i can say what i can say do what i can do...but the matter affect I come here today to say today was very different. Some people say's ignoreness is blitz's...you can ignor that the fact that there something wrong but you can not continue to ignor it.... I started on a train going somewhere i am not sure its a place where i need to go somewhere that it well change my life like a goal or somehting. There are people on the train like my friends family and my lovely girlfriend. So i look around the train it looks a like a regualar train like a NY city train. i slowly look around at the adds like a alwas do. I sharply looked at the specker box to hear the announcemnt "We should arrive there shortly". as the train slowly speeds down i started to stand up on those dirty train seats. I started to see the train slowly down further and further and till it stops i walk toward the exited door just like everyone else.....but something happens my instance kicked in i looked back on my seat and "o there is my bible and my house keys". as i slowly go back crunching between people to get my keys i finnaly got to my distanation. With my smile on my face i reach down and started to grab my belongings...."Ding Dong" something happens. I look around everyone left the door starts to close i run to the door with excilerating speed. but no matter how far i made it i miss my exite. wake up... crazy dream i already know what it might mean or what is it about. i just refuse to believe so i guess... to tell you the truth i am having the same dream twice that never happen i never have the same dream its allwas different from the one yestarday or the day before......werid lol | | |
| todaytoday has been well i don't kinda boring...latly it seems as though i am in very deep thought constantly thinking and understanding, old an wise i feel i don't understand how life problem goes on there are times i would just sit there online and chat away and there are also times i just think and ponder what would it be like if i had money or being rich... there i wounder richness is such a curse in this world I wish we was back in the old days where people appracited what life is given to them.. like mines i had a terrible life an yet i feel understandable of how i over come a imppossible task... But i don't know thats just me pondeerin my mind a way... I would like to talk about poetry and music.. well poetry seems so beatiful there are times i write poetry and calmly smooth the music of that poem.. I don't understand it sometimes its just i right without rythem and it well sound like the most beautiful thing in the worl (well for me in that matter)... but thats enough for today i well write more when i get the chance to ........this is for those who understands wat goes on in my sadly mistaken head of mines | | |
| Love is BlindLove is so many things these days love can make you feel wanted and adored by another love can be there when you least expected I for once had love But i let it slept out my hands like water in the big blue Sadly I come to realize what is love some people says 'Its better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all" sadly that goes so far until you start to fall... So i figured this Love is many things take a shot and you well miss until you shoot with two eye's lol well maybe only then you well hit.... - This is from james the man who is and the man who an't - | | |
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