Making it Real ( Archived) (27)

Silence weaves a space
for hearts to float in,
waiting for the word
that starts the beat,
the pulse of recognition
announcing that a soul
is near that makes an echo,
near reflection of your own,
parallels all filled
with promise of completion
if names and numbers
are exchanged to take
the step from ether
out of cyber space
to life.



Good mid morning to you, fellow seekers.

Good day to you starlite! Keep on shining.

I wish
I could write like she does
In and out
In space and in time

Inveritably
Internet is this existence
Ibedem is this ichtyoid
Is this iconomatic

Ictus, may be of my idioticon
Idiothermus, I am however
Ignescent, I can be
I.....well I am me.

Hi Daniel. Yep, it isn't real until you can shake a hand. Then connecting starts.

Ignite the moment
with your eyes
and let the salmon
swim upstream
to find their future;
candles glow
beneath the Virgin
sending pleas
abroad if not
to heaven
and the Universe
will bend infinity,
will answer,
as it must!


I extrapolated possible meanings and made a moebius twist for you.

Couldn't resist so I didn't.

And if you don't take a chance it will never happen so you keep on keeping on, my friend!

Salmon like any good fish must swim, regardless of any resistance.

Picses, like any good fish, bends not only infinity, but any bounds themselves.

E.T. phone home.......

Ir is'nt real until his lips land on mine......

especially good poached and served with freshly made dill mayonnaise and a touch of finely chopped habanero pepper, spinach pasta as a side.

The salmon, not the Pisces.

Stopped my fingers in time to avoid a post-post blush

Hi there Stef. Gotta phone someone some time....

Hi Baj......just kidding clowning around as usual.......

And that is the way it should be...laughter is good for pretty much everything that ails us! good to see you around.

Love a good laugh.....it's good for the soul.......

Who is her.......surely not the cat's mother........