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Only a test If this was an actual thought Where would this take you? A walk through another’s mind eye A vision of what could be Or what may never be How deep do you go? A picture with picture Or words that build a movie Does that rub the imagination? Tickle the passion? Stop slow down let the mind feel others word A mind with much space needs some imagination play Remind that even the best movies and some pictures Begin with a word or more Now you may continue With your previously less worded way A service message This is was a private service announcement Only a test    

It had me at notes The ways of imagination Quieted only by writing them down Dreams day or night you need to be told Jotted down that’s not enough Type them out still not enough Crafted in a story Some satisfaction comes More comes as others read enjoy or not The imagination dances and smiles Love or just a passion? That line always haunts the words Love or adventure Scary or comedy Paper is beautiful especially with words I may be cursed or blessed This eventually will be written out The spell that started early and now It does have me It had me at notes

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Scars in the back Many have done this To further themselves Invisible to blind lie eyes The shoulders are stronger than others can imagine A mettle that only virtue comes from Never see it coming from their kindness hides their deception These do hold wisdom and a sorrow that they will never savor To the gates some things may not be forgiven No matter how many pennies hits the plate Strength by one infuriates that many Like the oak tree that endures nature’s wrath Still stands and leaves with dignity Being bigger means forgiveness that is granted As the scars heals iron solidifies the spirit More will come no doubt And passive will be the way Scars in the back

Quiet Look through a mind’s eye Wonders may be hidden Fantasies revealed Quiet mind never stops The quick jabs and barbs are heard Never acknowledge giving the satisfaction If maybe you had some real interest Instead being the lapdog of another Face the fact this my way of moving Not trying to bring another to your own level Whether your excuse makes you think make you better Indulgence in meds or even spirits Get over and leave others alone I prefer not to hear the grief Problems is not only yours I plan attacks to move ahead and not dig in beside others Above all listen to the sound of others Only sit and enjoy the peace Quiet

Winked A lady’s smile A few words of flirt art Micro mental dance Crazy short affair Skin heats only for the few seconds Her voice stays in the mind with a sweet giggle A feel good moment Turns into the awkward place Happy to inhale the beauty Wishing to cross paths again Fear starts that it will be different next time In the awe of such angelic ways Life of reality begins again A wipe of the forehead A fantasy of what could have been and never was Settles in and walks the mind A chance of love quick as light Gone like that memories of a time to the end Like the dream that never was caught Winked

Maybe   If I was game I get played all the time If I was a good listener All I get is the grief If I was never a friend I would get respect If I was a daredevil All I would be is too dangerous If I was a genius I would be too smart If I was handsome All I would be is too awesome If I didn’t write I still wouldn’t matter If I had a great idea All I would be is a dreamer If I wasn’t judged by what others know This could be more than a maybe

Is a shadow darkness?   Shadow is a part of life Light makes it shine Embrace this for fear grows when unattended Many fear this as it is progresses Or maybe it’s just change that scares them Darkness walks with closed minded Even light leaves the dark Physics in simple terms Anger comes in what is blessed Could be darkness playing the shadow The holy that fear seem to embrace darkness First to draw blood last to give up forceful belief Shadow never walks this darkness It searches out the light and dance while other walk May the question be answered or make one wonder Is a shadow darkness?

A clear conspiracy   A string is not a string It connects somewhere Doomed they all cry Dots to the end of dots Paranoia has become truth We know for the documents were made so real Please don’t eat that or do this wear aluminum Oh wait that makes Alzheimers Then the satellites read your thoughts Yes you are so important A story nah it is a true document You are drinking that a million sites say it’s bad Are you reading this or is it reading you For the love of Christ get your weapons it’s what he would do No don’t find the truth Believe the words that is written here not facts Sit back with some distilled water Only eat grass that was grown in a sterile environment Sounds silly take the web trip Being born and living A clear conspiracy

Is it better to be ignored or listen to empty promises?               This is more of a thought than any self-pity or any category I can think off. I have had more promises in the past year than I can handle. I am starting to respect the ones who just ignore my interests than the ones who do say “oh yes write it down here and I will do it when I get home” this makes me believe in a thought I have never trust in humanity. I know people will help others which is very human.   I know many who are very savvy in many ways. With this being said as long as someone is in your boat, there is no need to try and learn about them. This is so baffling to me. I have bought things for their kids that are overpriced so they can look good in school, or for girl scouts. This makes me think of a book I read once, the line still sticks with me “Take what you can while you can and give nothing” this of course was from the villain. Words from the lips of people who say them are starting to real

Nice brains will be said one day?   The skin the skin bronzed and beautiful Body toned all the right curves Blinkity blink eyes Like the open sign at a sold shop Pleasure looks has become decadent Everyone has or is in further education Where is the proof? Spent on the next phone pic Looks are only eye candy I would love to say nice brains Am I the only one? Gossip about the taste of the day is no evidence Chew gum and walk I applaud Talk without the snippits you hear Make my intelligence go grrrr Challenged is not a life style The uv rays means nothing to brain cells empty Oh when will someone make my brain turn? Definitely not soon enough When I will utter Nice brains will be said one day?  

Pssst are you going too?   Finding something that can be enjoyable Others get shocked or even obstacle about it If you find yourself reading and liking something Or listening or viewing Keep it to yourself Then when others get behind everyone else To get the latest thing or everyone knows the drill Ask them pssst are you going too? The world is an enjoyment That’s why there is so much out there Never be afraid to do what you like Leave a comment here show that you are you We are such interesting creatures no wonder we file easily Like an older person who gets bitter More bitter the more they lose Sad is the stories never be told Communicate more and text less A challenge or dare let’s see who does Leave you with this Pssst are you going too?

Let them walk by   Feel like the lost While others seem to be found Many were ignored many times Like the sun who ever looks quickly and says thank you Or the wonderful things rain and snow brings Majority caught up in their own ways There is no blame Work horses do have blinders on to keep their focus on work And if spooked they become irrational Feel blessed they ignore or just glance There is much more inside than anyone could ever know Don’t be the harnessed Be the one who has the goal to keep going Never try and stop these ones Let them walk by

Actualism fantasized   The crave of escapism Has become a tidy fantasy While reality stares back at you Begging for the imagination to have answers In the infatuation of fantasy Answers seem easy and plentiful No exception only in actuality Anyone feel real? What makes the mind tingle? Find truth in words of untruth The make believe of the mirror A fool to be a fool A mind stain that only cleans with actual spells A stranger a friend or the little voice Fondness never really pays the price Worthiness has a measurement A fact that makes some wonder why Enjoyment of another soul in the cold Wish this could be the fantasy When it all comes down to Actualism fantasy

Hope swag   Reach for help Hands slapped Still determined and resilient Luck is plenty of bad An optimistic paradox Too much of a friend     Pounded by hard knocks Wisdom in an over the top fall A smile and a gesture Keep going failure is the lessons on to the ladder Why it must be this way? A choice at the age of the race Once the few see others will follow If it was easy mundane would be chic No prayer no self-help just do the battle One day the over the night will be the joke For others not to get It may be dark the light points the way Hope swag

Feel what you see Visual creatures watch intently Beauty could hide a monster Still the desire of the eye pleasure urges them With the joke on them for others went with the nightmare Wanting to change them with inner love A beast feeds on this while looking for the next meal Attracted from the feel of the eyes Arrogance sets in and denial is the shield Only wanting the arm candy to get the drug envy A danger sign should be posted Seeing is a way of a believer Oh ignorance why such a friend for many? Only if the beauty of a rose didn’t have thorns One would finally understand the cover is only a cover Feel what you see