Interrogating Dreams

Do you exist here upon this pure earth? And does my deep pain only fill you with mirth?   Are we connecting or is it a dream? Reality could be creating a seam, where I am the thread and the needle is you, and with one small, soft tug we unravel the True. Am I imagining ... Continue Reading →

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Things and stuff

Tea pots often boil. Well, actually they boil if you switch on the heat, so it's not really their fault that they become scalding hot. Although their purpose is to be filled and get hit...no not hit you autocorrect monster, I meant HOT .How dare you presume to know my words before I have said... Continue Reading →

I blame the moon

Let's bid farewell to my mind's sweet egress, may it have a safe voyage with sanity's mess. Questionable actions, decisions that taunt, and a memory of something I quietly haunt. I wanted to speak and to freely express, this sensation of madness at life's cruel behest. And I stumbled upon, well no, I dived right... Continue Reading →

Wanted By Many But Bestowed Upon None

Think that it's easier just to erase, rather than love and then have it misplace, more than you heart and much more than your soul, it misplaces your high, divine spirit half whole. Think that it's better if I hush my lips, and never allow my words past fingertips. Maybe it's time to just shut... Continue Reading →

Two Days of Thoughts That I Tried to Arrange in Some Haphazard Fashion Into a Post That Anyone, Including Me, Would Be Interested In Reading. It’s Quite Existential, Actually. (Also, sometimes my titles aren’t as witty as I plan.)

Tuesday It doesn't actually matter, does it? In the grand scheme of schemes...I mean grands...I mean things. Right? It doesn't matter if today I feel a bit of shittiness having a whale of a time in my stomach and head, does it? Because tomorrow I may not feel this way. Or maybe I will. But... Continue Reading →

Pure, unabashed, aching needs

I've  fought and battled wounds and clichés and over used, overly abused phrases, denoting a whore's worth in this painful plane of verisimilitude, undulating with excruciating pain, buckling my knees as I squeeze the last droplets of affection within this connection that was once shared for years and now deluged in sliced tears , flavoured... Continue Reading →

Sometimes, things do change

In December, I wrote a post called Ineffable . This was not the first of its type, but it was the first  on THIS blog. I loved writing my Ineffable posts because it was my way of releasing my tendencies towards insanity and I would enjoy that so much. It was sweet release. But that particular... Continue Reading →

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