Author: admin

And what gets me down? Some people just can’t seem to see past their nose. They can’t forget about their initial reaction to something to get down to the real meaning there. Does a stinky baby want to smell bad? Probably not… it probably just needs a little help.

I think someone with a stinky mind or a stinky way of thinking about things is in the same sort of state… They just need a little helping airing things out. Sometimes you just have to think a thought through before you realize how dumb it is. Sometimes, I say something… and everyone just sort of looks at me, and I’m like, “where’d that come from? … Third grade or something?” Sometimes I get something stuck in my head, and then it never comes up for a really long time so I never re-evaulate it with all the new things I’ve had going through my mind since then.

I think a lot. I actually mark time a bit by how many things I’ve thought during the increment…. Time doesn’t seem to be moving if I’m not thinking. It moves for real, but not in idallas-space… And that makes me feel like I’m wasting time.

I don’t much like to waste time.
I do seem to like talking about myself a lot, though. Who wants to read about that?

Why do we have to feel insufficient to have the motivation to drive toward greatness? It seems to be one of the great tragedies… I guess it’s actually the tragedy. All the great men and women can’t be happy. And all the onlookers can’t be happy either, because they want everything the greats don’t appreciate and they know they’ll never have it.

rain
and sun
come on me

I open my mouth
and my eyes
and let your beauty inside
me

I have faith in myself. I try to anyway. I am the power that’s keeping the lamp beside me turned on late into the night so I can think to myself and come up with the strange-o-rama things to say. And do you think to yourself why you keep coming back here? I know I might say something quite catching every other time or two, but mostly I don’t say much at all really.

I just sort of beat around a very interesting bush. And I guess maybe you think I might figure out something a little more interesting about the bush by being near it… And perhaps I suppose that might be so.

I think mostly you are just liking the fact that you end up coming up with other new and interesting thoughts about the bush on your own. You should email me those thoughts, so I can have them, too! Don’t be a thought hog!

Mesmerize

mesmerize me
with your angel eyes
and your delicate caress.
ignite my forgotten senses
and tempt my unexplored desires.
make me believe in ghosts
and secret spirits of the night.
Fill my mind
with realized fantasies
and neglected obligations.
turn me and my world
around and upside down.
remind me what it feels like
to remember and forget all at once.
cast a glance my way,
and pause a moment too long
and an eternity too short,
just once.