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A Journal of Sorts


"someone should have 
helped her through the day
 someone like the moon"


~ Pulp ~








work... sleep... life... repeat... phew... alas, will anybody every become part of it and help make it more?... I can (and have many times throughout this life) filled my time with interesting people and worthwhile activities and had little or no time for any sort of wallowing in the loneliness that life seems made of... but without an intimate partner sharing everything, a soulmate sharing all the secrets and magic of unconditional love and unconditional trust, the busiest life is empty at the center where it matters most... at least that's how it feels for me today... I wonder how it feels for you...

could we be each others moon
reflecting the light in our souls
representing all the secrets
that make us worthwhile

could we be each others moon
reflecting the light in our hearts
representing all the passion
that controls our smile

will you represent
all you see in me
will you genuflect
all you want to be
will you compromise
make the perfect fit
so we'll be together
all of it

could we be each others moon
reflecting the light in our minds
representing all the dreams
that make us mean something

could we be each others moon
reflecting the light in our eyes
representing all the visions
that make us want to sing

will you represent
all you see in me
will you genuflect
all you want to be
will you collaborate
make the perfect rhyme
so we'll be together
all the time

could we be each others moon
reflecting the light no one can see
representing all the unknown
in the universal ring

could we be each others moon
reflecting the light in our core
representing all the power
that controls everything

will you represent
all you see in me
will you genuflect
all you want to be
will you harmonize
make the perfect sound
so we'll be together
all around

I guess I should consider editing through the journals one of these days and pulling out the rhymes so they might get some more exposure since less people ramble through these journals to find all the rhymes and more people seek out and find the rhymes in other parts of the garden cuz they are presented a little more like poetry and can be viewed as less personal... maybe... and why do I want exposure?... wow, what a can that question can open J

  ok, let's go exploring...

ego wants attention cuz ego is basically hollow and insecure as hell and wants relatively constant stroking to be able to smile... that's why I don't give ego much control (as long as I can help it)... ego is like a drug, an amazingly powerful drug... a wonderful experience sometimes, but dangerous...

libbo wants attention cuz libbo is relatively insatiable and has never been fully satisfied in this life (though we've come close a few times... and more times in dreams)... but we're still just scratching (or stroking) the surface...

child wants attention cuz child never had a mommy or daddy or brother or sister and still has no known biological bonds and child always dreamed of having a mommy (at least) and daddy and family that wrapped each other up in unconditional love and trust and the security of knowing they'd always be there as long as they lived... alas, a little for child's dream late I guess...

the creative aspects (they of many names) want attention for a lot of reasons... to share the collaborative creativity that is a big part of being creative... to get feedback and input on the creativity I have in me and to be inspired to find more... and maybe even to do something mre commercial with creativity if the opportunities appear... it might be a little late in the game to be a front singer for a band, but there's still more musical energy and words in me than anybody I've ever met so far and I wish I'd meet some people who'd run me into the ground one day before this body dies...

my mind wants attention cuz that proves I am here... two points make a line and lines are visible, points are concepts... sharing concepts, sharing life, gives tangible evidence that we exist... and more, the entity I know as me is still evolving and developing and growing and learning comes through exploring the environment and sharing with others is a large part of that exploration...

my heart wants attention cuz it exists to love and be loved and trust and be trusted unconditionally... there's got to be others in this world who can actualize this sort of sharing and without it, my heart dreams and floats on balloons of hope over pits of despair and deeply painful loneliness...

I had to ask, huh? J



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audios
literata
edibles
oddends
linkage
          American Psycho
Aerosmith, Doors
Hearts In Atlantis   by Stephen King
Subway chicken sandwich, q-pounder w/cheese
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