To Burn Again

I want you to imagine your biggest and boldest dream.

What does it involve? Is it happiness, love, truth?

Is it wealth? Is it driven by passion or compassion.

Or both? Are you looking towards a field alone

or is someone holding your hand?

I want to know where you see yourself in five years.

Are you here, still? Are you empty, still?

Will you forget bad language and bad habits

and replace them with shine and wax

or will you replace them with a person and a place?

Will you be loved or in love?

There is always something to dream.

No matter how close you are to living or dying,

You will absolutely and always desire and dream.

And I want to know what is.

What are you dreaming about today?

Will it change tomorrow?

I just want to know what you desire with everyday

as it begins and as it breaks

what is your first thought?

I miss being so close to someone

that I never had fears of any words I could speak

I miss being so close to someone

that there was listening from both ends

largely physical and emotional

but majority of it was a simple truth

and we shared it.

I just miss the relax and the exhilaration

of having another person around

that touches the same desires.

there is nothing like the burn

between two souls

so hot to touch

so comforting, in its warmth

and this is my desire.

To burn again.

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	LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR	that was very intense rocket girl. your smile is the sun, and it makes me shine. Posted by LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR on February 11, 2009 Wednesday - 8:52 PM

alexisbea

you are loverly davey. I miss you. I wish you weren't so far from me. Posted by alexisbea on February 11, 2009 Wednesday - 8:57 PM

Sleep

sleep

when I'm with you

you are all I want

and I could lye

in these dreams

and believe

in these sheets

forever

always

when I'm without you

I cannot focus

The world is blurry

I forget I am alive

I become death

in it's earliest sense

sleep

when I'm with you

I could breath in words

and I could read the wind

cause I had something going

with the direction of these days

but I am easily buried

in linens and I toss

and I turn trying to find my own

sleep

lately, I cannot hear you

lately, I cannot feel you

lately, I forget you

and I am growing tired

all the while

but if I lose myself

in this image

of cotton and silk

I'd at least know

just once

how it feels

to sleep

Apples

young wonder and fresh crisp dreams

covered up lightly with a blanket
keep them safe
keep them sound
keep them always
keep them around
but don't build on this
do not build on dreams like foundations
no structure can it hold
no existence can it contain
for dreams are not foundations
but dreams are clay
dreams are brought up from the ground
and made and molded to be
dreams are sparkling and vibrant
there is nothing like letting go
but there is nothing more powerful
than to release a dream
releasing a dream into reality
true strength and true passion
demonstrates itself
as your dream becomes a whole body
all your positives are embodied tightly
in the nitch that you can stitch
but remember this
if you insist on forgetting the rest
you cannot create by just dreaming
but you can dream to create
and that is the golden apple
that is the tastiest fruit
we can eat
the fruit of creativity
eat it, plant it, cultivate it
make it your own
young wonder and fresh crisp dreams
are like the gunshots fired
before a race you must run
but remember to run it
run, run, run
with all you have.

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i wear the black for the poor and the beaten down

yes rocket girl. run run run! Posted by i wear the black for the poor and the beaten down on January 23, 2009 - Friday - 11:07 PM

Touch Me and Then Just Use Me Until I Get My Satisfaction!

So you awake to a dream come true
The atmosphere and mood all around, you can tell you life has completely turned from a negative to a positive. Everything is in order, you life is well... perfect, everything is right. What's next. What does a man do when he gets all he has ever desired. Does he die? Is it actually possible for a human being to be totally and utterly satisfied?
I am wondering that as I stare at the empty piece of paper right underneath my hand. This particular hand of mine is now gripping tightly to a pen awaiting the first touch of the ink to the white canvas. This is where my mind starts to wonder.....
Sometimes I absolutely adore a blank piece of paper-that the times when you know what you want to fill it with. Then there are times when I wholeheartedly despise a piece of blank paper. It sits there and you keep thinking thinking thinking what should I write about, what should I draw, what is my collage's theme? What thoughts cross my mind while I wonder it is needless to say I wish things were back to the good old days. Every other weekend is torture how do I awake to bare more.
Christmas is coming I kept thinking. Later that night I wept at the future how can I worry when nothing is ever promised tomorrow today? Why must I dramatize everything it is just inevitable. I am the Blogger! Oh man that brings both laughter and sadness "blogger". Pain and Joy are they two that should be mixed? Is curiosity and discover a cocktail I wish to make? Some people worry about what others think, I'd much rather worry what I was thinking. How very pointless this blog seems to me but yet I am still typing out redundancies. When I say redundant my mind automatically shifts me over to Courtney's room where I will see her cd player and inside lay Greenday, one of my worst enemies. Greenday sings of redundancy and "a walking contradiction" that quote removes me from that room into the Living room where my mother tells me that I am a walking contradiction, such a strange thing to say when it happened I must have laughed. Laughter is a lot of fun and if you haven't laughed well now would most definitely be the time to start. For instance say I was sitting next to you right now what sorts of thoughts would be on your mind? If you haven't laughed yet then think of something that might cause a giggle a chuckle or two. Two rhymes with shoe. Shoes are so much fun to wear and to shop for, I have so many shoes but I always want more its like I can't ever be satisfied with the number of shoes I have or what types of shoes I have. Not being satisfied reminds me of life and my question which was, "Is it actually possible for a human being to be totally and utterly satisfied?". Well after writing out this what at first seemed to be completely ridiculous blog entry I realize that for me as a human being I haven't found satisfaction in shoes nor in life. Though if you laugh a lot you can come very close to total satisfaction. In the meantime focus on what makes you happy and go where the wind takes you, travel light. Life is short and something not to spend away. Wow! I wonder if anyone actually took the time to read this?? If you did HIGH FIVE MAN GOOD FOR YOU, good for you good for you. Anyway have a glorious day.
-Alexis

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	Skinny Black	i would say the only way a person could be satisfied is if they had no desires, is only because we are men(people) that we want, and we want because we are men. it is impossible for a man not to want (exept with god.. eclesiasties) so it's imposilbe to be completely satisfied. maybe.. Posted by Skinny Black on December 18, 2005 Sunday - 6:54 PM

♥The Notorious L.I.G♥

You utterly amazing but, you should be happy find somthing that makes you happy. Do you have anything that makes you happy. I know hanging with Cricket brings you joy. If there's more than that find it and use it. Devote time into it. Good luck my friend Posted by ♥The Notorious L.I.G♥ on December 18, 2005 Sunday - 11:22 PM