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Quietly I write the
words that flow from my
head to my pen.

I never know when it will
happen-possibly now maybe
then.

My mind has been full
of emotion-smiles, frowns
and tears

So much more and intense
than ever before in all
my years.

Perhaps it is a crossroad
that I must face and
choose

A totally different path
so I will win
not lose.

I know there must be
change-I think I
can do it.

But maybe it
would be easier to
have someone to
go through it.

It will happen
no matter what-
anyway.

I hope I find you
if not now but
another day.

Forward I go
Head held high
Eyes alight and
Searching a starlit
Sky.

Day or night it
doesn't matter-
Happy inside I
would be rather.

Peace.

I have no answers
I have no questions
I do not know
I can not tell
I am under a spell
I am dying
I am lying
I am knowing
I am going.
To see for myself

Touching your body gently you me soft cotton sheets. concepts you already know for 5 to 6 hours we let ourselves go, letting currents of liquid and energy flow, combined with the mind and emotions intertwined, we are no longer confined we are free, to chase pleasure with no measure or limit with in we can become one again, my companion, my lover, my friend, my queen, my support, my team I want you to feel my understanding my deepest thoughts of you, LOVE keeps me from getting enough your thoughts keep you releasing at the softest touch of my hands your moans and groans signify satisfaction gratifacation almost relaxation the high pitch and tight squeeze proves that your pleased please tell me what I mean to you, what's my name ooooh I don't want to curse. Oh shit I couldn't help it this deep level of spiritual and physical connection is overwhelming flesh provked by temptation with high levels of passion and desire and lust her body giving praises as it reaches eupohoria ,exhausted, drained, flustered, famished. yet so eager to continue patiently awaiting the next oppurtunity

thanks for your thoughts guys!

Your actions speak louder than my words can
you disagree so I must be silenced
I tell you that I see no great divine plan
Same old calls for hatred and Violence
to keep safe your comfortable lie
Faith requires a closed mind
The same old insults and misrepresentations
The unbeliever must die
It says in this book it’s all true
I hear pour forth from religious lips
you may believe your holy words infallible
But historical fact disproves it

here comes the funchild; see how she runs; come to me fun, child of the sun; hold back the night so I may see light; where there were dark clouds; millions of clouds covering all of mankind! funchild; where are the days when we ran wild; funchild; bring back the days when we ran wild!
my bodys weak and my eyes start to close; I breathe my last breath and lay in repose; til my eyes open and wonders I see; a brand new world standing right before me; and there is my funchild just waiting for me! she holds up a mirror and a young face I see! funchild; a whole new world"s waiting; so let us depart, and spend forever in merriment with the lord; close to our heart! funchild; please join me now; for this world is so free! let"s walk together as one; through eternity!

"We are the Plan"

How can I make it clear
to show the world why we are here?
With my mind I search inside
I seek Gods wisdom, I really try
I contemplate spirit, it is all that lasts
it reveals the future & buries the past
For there is nothing man can do today
that can change the errors of yesterday
but he can move on into tomorrow
releasing himself from yesterdays sorrow
and so, within the silence, I dwell deeper
"Am I to become my brothers keeper"?
Though the physical world imprisons my flesh
it is in spiritual thought I work my best
So I choose to live life dispersing truth
in so doing I become; "Living Proof"
That God works His wonders "Within Man"
simply because:"We are The Plan"!
Tito

When the big storm comes ashore
And the high winds begin to blow
I can feel my eyes a’ drifting
To candles burning by the door
I know when I’m afraid and alone
And begin to search for comfort
There is no one I think of more
Whose love has always shown
And when the hailstones all swarm
Around the window sills
I will can cling to you for support
Like a blanket keeps me warm
Aloud wet whistled branch sings
And trunks their growing howls
In the morning time will come
The peace your presence brings

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Binding my hands together I fall down and pray
Lord please give me strength to make it through another day
But my dead body lies cold below my feet
And my spirit is standing over me
His shadow blocking the light of my sun
But even in darkness I know light will overcome
Time quietly whispers slowing down with every tick
And every tock that passes brings me closer to losing my grip
If there is a heaven then there surely is a hell
As it is said this is a place we already dwell
But perseverance guides me through my own land of waste
Through His body piercing I have been saved by grace
Holding on to my prayers letting go of what I pray for
Knowing that someone else needed it more
A battle cannot be won if its not fought for someone else
Without a reason to love could I live only for self

What is ALL about?
Can we understand it?
Can we grab it?
Or it is much,much more?

What if it's a bubble?
Can we measure it?
Can we affect it?
Or is it a dream that trouble?

What if it's a blueprint to be?
Can we use it?
Can we work with it?
Or is there to mush shadow to see?

What if it's a creation kind?
Can we survive in it?
Can we be something more?
Or it is just a river of time?


What if it's only an utopia in our minds,
just illusions,that make us to believe,
with stories of salvation to come,
that create ignorance,hate and terror,
destroying all that Heart can give?