Have you seen the dameneer of your cleaner self
He is a man of dignity
Tounting you with his greatness
For your own good

Its hard, but when its hard you know what its like to be hard ...you don't end up throwing it all away. Appreciation is a realization many do not have. I am blessed with consciousness no mater how burdening.

I favor someone scarred. Nay, I need it. How else can you understand. Our half wounds will fuse and disappear. Hopeful, Hypothetical speech. But in truth yes ...some one whos face has been shoved in the dirt so as to understand why my face is dirty ...and not just laugh. But I guess it would be strong of me to wipe it off and not just leave it as a symbol of my false apathy.

*chuckle* my heart is on my sleeve ...but I make it invisible. To scared to try the inevitable ...so the inevitable may never come.

Comfort Zone! My whole life -I never saw the folly until now.
Even when they clap, I am to shy to take a bow

These hands they are good that you gave me! These hands are good. They create like no other -I've seen it! Just give me the time of day.

Can you look up at the stars and watch them straighten ...they commune together ...a dotted sun. Comes down into the earth for a night. Falling meteors of luminescent. No ones hurt ....a sight to see gathered chaires and slight blinding. The longest night that ever lived. Lived we all did. Stars fell from the sky! Passed thru ....everyone stop. Everyone woke up. An Overwhelming sense of unity surrounded the earth that night. No one had a bad inclination in there heart. "Those lights" they would say to each other ...smiling and crying. Everyones feet had touched dirt that day. Joy

Hehe -do you understand the ramblings of my mind?