Climbing through the window into WordPress House is like coming home. I don’t come through the door because that’s too easy. Over half the houses have video ring doorbells and get visual and it’s not like I don’t want to be seen.. it’s just if i can have the strength and power and wherewithall, to fit through a window now before i can’t, i really wise well should. Living afterall, while I can, is like living once. And then you were never here. Anyways. cool to pop my head in every once and while. It feels like the feng shway of this place never gets old. And that’s one of the things that keep me young.
You cant keep blocking or ignoring the feelings. They can swim. You cant drown them with alcoholic ice or drugs. Numbing them doesn’t make them flee forever. You will always come back to them in some way or another if you don’t properly work through them, with them. Your freedom-to live happier, is worth it.
You can learn, but at what cost?
Is ‘ when you know you know’
the same as
‘when you know you’re going to commit, you know ‘ . ?
You don’t owe me anything
and I’m mad because you don’t.
We all have smiles to give – to ourselves and others.
I’ll package up mine nicely so that you can slowly unwrap it with your own
pressed against mine!
Unravel my tangles with your smooth and your aggression.
I struggle for it again
can you sense this?
Sweat against my cheek I can only see from Monday mornings’ light
I am calm and found right now.
I dreamed last night
and not caring to shake it loose now, I just sit with it.
Inside that dream I would like to be
but inside this life
my tools and I
can make that dream
Your being is closer, the sapphire fragrance of your inner child stands tall among the adult reeds. And my hands dribble through the adequate possibility, catching the stickiness of the long stems between my fingers.
Making sense of today, the future.
How many wrong roads have I taken ?
How many have been right?
Why do I feel they are mostly wrong,
when I know i am where i am supposed to be?
Am i not convinced
or am i just uncomfortable sitting so fragile?
What a full day.
Work wasn’t. only three hours.
but how built i made myself be,
for the start of school and a motivator for new interactive space with son.
engaged. full on.
what a fufulling day.