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There is a mental state
I strive to achieve
a homeostatic state
a humming
a lull
like those alpha wave
tapes they sold in the 60's
I need to hear
that in my head all day.
Instead of the
clanging of my
thoughts
and the
clashing of my
wants
versus
what I should do
need to do
and the sad,
bright violins
from "Sunshine"
so melancholy
so consistent
that remind me
how it is
not to have
anyone understand

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    Thursday, March 31, 2005

      Show Me


      "You word is love
      but you push me away
      and won't say why
      you
      show me your exteriror
      i need to see your interior
      i need to be
      absolutely clear with ya
      if we are to ever
      stand a chance
      it's the last dance
      don't you see...
      show me the warrior you're gonna be...."
      - Jill Scott


      We've all been there. It's hard to express how you feel sometimes. Or hard to decipher what someone else is feeling. Mostly because they won't say it. And even if they do... sometimes, it's not altogether the truth... or even the pure feeling. Actions have ALWAYS spoken louder than words. But it seems to be the feat of life to get the two to be inline. We strive though. Sometimes, we can't help our actions... and words are so easy to manipulate and make sound beautiful and flowery... and almost every single word has a secondary and tertiary meaning in the case that you needed to flip it around a little. Honesty and frankness are almost frowned upon in this world. It's amazing to see how it's only allowed in confessionals in churches and reality shows. And it amuses us to see someone else "secretly" tell millions of watchers about the "truth" they were feeling at the time something happened. It's always interesting to observe their body language and actions in comparison to what they SAY was going on. Usually... not in sync. I try to be as honest about what I'm feeling in the confines of society. A few guy friends mentioned to me that I may too frank. Too blunt. And that my baby is real tough for hearing the things that fly out of my mouth sometimes. But I've asked him. And he prefers my bluntness. That's good. I don't ever want to find out how to make my actions and words to unbalance.

      I did just tell my baby that I was gonna start packing... and here I am. LMAO!!
      *getting to packing*

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