I think I was walking somewhere by the river and fog. I got blinded by motion but I could see shadows moving across the river. They were heading to the clouds up by the dark, I think they were trying to reach something but I couldn’t see through the air. I had to keep walking, so I did. Somehow the water reached my lips, but there was a light, is a light? A frozen moment, Taking what is needed. May be I should’ve stayed by the fireside.
It’s so weird. This world is so big. Every living thing is here, we’re truly one of the same. But when we think of ourselves we think we’re all so different, so oppisite. We say we want people to view or views wether it be something from racism to arugueing wether your show is better then another. It’s what we want, that difference, the individuality because without there is no difference. We all want to be superior in some sort of way thats why we point the flaws out, yell as loud as our lungs give, beg for a boy you want. Think about our humor, anything that is different that doesn’t directly effect our humanity is considered funny. So maybe it’s funny? that we’re all bound by eachother’s blood but are from different areas and face different experiences. That’s why we crave love. It’s this undescribable feeling. There are different loves that exist. The first is the love in which we emotionally feel subconciously. Our parents, children, grandparents, friends, possibly even a stranger. Its a connection that no matter what makes you care for the person more than you can see. You can say as many hurtful things as you want but it can only be for one reason, you care so much but since its subconcious you get trapped in the moments. You love them no matter what. Then there is love that is a..a connection, not just emotionally and mentally but a physichal attraction. It grasps, something that we can only be aware of when it happens because we this type of love is always conciouse. When your falling for someone its just that basic first type of lve creeping into something more into your awarness. You begin to feel the need to show love, you want to give it, emotionally and physichally. That is why you never know who your going to fall for. Simple love can transpire when there personality makes that emotional connection. Then when the physichal attraction and you realize this…is love.
Ever wondered if you had a toothache? Here are some symptoms:
A sharp pain pounding against a delicate skull
A feeling like your teeth are being ripped out
Numbness near the tooth
Earache to the maximum
It fruckin Sucks
El es muy guapo. Tiene ojos moreno y perfecto. Te deseo? Si? No? Will you talk to me? Amigo, novio, nada? Amante..
adam colton and his loaded crew are changing the game. he’s the MJ of longboarding.
Date written: 8/23/10
My feet is what makes me move. I am the viewer of every person. I believe in saving people who need a savior. Unfortunately my curiosity compels my beliefs that everyone I know is in search of one. That’s why my feet move so my sole can go to where it is needed. Though I find the longer I walk the farther I wonder away from my connection with other beings. I want to climb and jump with other feet beside me. However a trying savior want to force emotions out of you to revive you. That’s why we only walk with someone as long as you make them listen so by the end your walking alone again. My feet take me to where I’m needed not where I’m wanted so I always go back to where they walked away. My thoughts are what I thrive on my belief that I am needed to save and then I will be saved. My soul doesn’t wait to be saved so that’s why I don’t stop walking. My feet have never met another savior who wants to walk and share who they are and ask who I am. If I had time to stop in my tracks maybe I’d find that this has always been my desire. Yet till then, if ever, I’m known as the walker.
Watch me fly Mamma I’m a bird
Watch me sleep mamma, I’m scared of shadows
Watch me waiting mamma, It’s my first day
Watch me repress mamma, I’m muting my tears
Watch me Ride mamma, I’m on two wheels
Watch me hit mamma, I’m a Slugger
Watch me protect mamma, I want to help you
Watch me smile mamma, I’m a middle schooler
Watch me cry mamma, I need your love
Watch me watch mamma, as you gulp away
Watch me worry mamma, I’m out of controle
Watch me enter mamma, I’m stepping into the hell
Watch me yell mamma, I’m losing my conciousnenes
Watch me repress mamma, I’m about to explode
Watch me graduate mamma, I’m in the real world now
Watch me Love mamma, the one thing you showed me
I am here because I of a feeling that is forcing me to meet Night. So I stand outside my house getting guided from the moon and the stars till I stop. My feet are bare on the grass that saw the dawn of time and the wind lifts me up till I am as light as clouds. My eyes stare at existence. My thoughts are free. And yet at this moment where my body freezess over with warmth there is something so small and yet so powerful that becomes one with me. This type of sensation that talks to my subconcious as if it is reassuring my soul of something I didn’t know I am seeking. The Night carries a Connection to Earth and Nature bringing a gift of something I may never know. Could it be, Serenity?
- SC
A lot of what I wright isn't neccesarily what I feel I am or how I actually view things. There more...ideas based on my emotions in that moment. My views are often different all the time. Currently I am trying to heal my subconcious being so I can be healthy for my family in whom I love very much and care for deeply. So yah basically this my blog just about random things...
