...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
"you can't bring all the gloom your heart is frayed and so empty you glorify the future living in a different world than me the journey ends in death you are giving up so easily you are the other half of me" ~ Within Temptation ~ I think I may have found another... I found another muse, for sure, even if it's from afar without her knowledge... I could definitely fall (I may have already)... images fill my mind and fantasy fills my heart (Libbo has not woken up, but the gentle beast is drooling)... I haven't told her yet... I borrow from her mind the words from her soul gifts she leaves behind on a trail of tears as I follow along distant, never seen if I told her all I know would she know what I mean? some of these journal entries will be on time (relative to date) and some will be empty until some future date, but just as on time when you read if you read after it's all caught up... there is much very necessary editing before I could begin to feel satisfied if this were to be published beyond this web world (fixed in print on paper, I mean)... these journals are the rough drafts of a life seldom lived... another would be title someday... editor, please... you may not see them but they get in the way this is why I am alone today mourning something that died yesterday the ghosts haunting my heart keep love away today, in the midst of languish seasoned with despair, her darkness is shining so brightly on my horizon... how can darkness shine, we might ask... that is the mystery, the magic, the attraction... there is a light in her eyes shining through the night of her life... like a black hole swallowing all the stars, drawing me closer to something I know is there but can not clearly see... sometimes a mystery leads to a fantasy and if it was explained you would not come again sometimes obscurity is the best lure for me it is what we fail to mention the unknown attracts attention what is out there? how did we get here? why does it happen? who's in control? is there a reason? what are we feeling? what is a spirit? is there a soul? would you rather follow blindly into a dual-edged fantasy or would you rather create your own mystery? the difference is night and day for all who see I will follow you if you follow me somehow, I do not give up... I will not give up... I will not give in to fear, fatigue, despair, pain, or anything that deters me from my dreams... somehow, I carry on babbling... another would be journal title... and what are you doing with your time? |
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