Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Dong Does "All I Want for Christmas is You" !!!!!!!!!
If you are not howling with laughter after seeing this, you are a Grinch!
Monday, December 22, 2008
Dear Friend...
It takes more strength to love and let go, than to hate and hold on to something that is no longer yours to hold. In compassion you can find peace, in frigidness you can only grow cold. I have learned that I wish to inspire others, encourage others to realize their own self-worth, to seek their place in the midst of this confusion-that causes us to be eluded from seeking what it is that we are all here to find. Unconditional love. Love of you, and love of me. Loving ourselves for being who it is that we be. Don’t be afraid to cry, I will always be here to dry your eyes. I will be the friend you can depend on the most desperate of days, I will cover you with the love that runs through my veins, shield you from anything that can inflict pain. I will never hurt you intentionally; I will never deceive you maliciously. I wish only that I could make you see, the beauty that lays within you. You smile and my heart is set adrift, you move and I feel as though I have been moved like a prayer that comes from the deepest of devotion. You are beautiful. I ask that you never forget how beautiful you really are. Tomorrow will be a brighter day.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Ostentatious Piety
The swollen fist. Embrace for impact in the beat of chest.
The red of her gasoline lips. The highway that can only go forward nowhere.
I am a friend. The pillows sink the clouds of distress.
Aphrodite’s satin seashell. A glimpse into the past comings goings.
When now? Thunder strikes at the most inconvenient time.
The glasses are on the bridge of her nose. Purple haze coloured exhale.
Talking, talking, silence, silence, echoes.
Fake it. Broken dreams. Open to change. Cum.
Gone alone to discover what is not seen. Freak of nature.
Gyrating the hips of conclusion. Bleeding love.
Post the mail. Adornment of ghostly grace.
Spaces between the clapping of hands. Burning blue.
Gazing upon you like Petrarch did Laura.
Disco inferno. Stillness of heart.
Communicate. Undeliverable.
Abrasive emotions. The sailor lost at sea.
Gloved hands. Burned palms.
Open cage. Praying through perfection.
The red of her gasoline lips. The highway that can only go forward nowhere.
I am a friend. The pillows sink the clouds of distress.
Aphrodite’s satin seashell. A glimpse into the past comings goings.
When now? Thunder strikes at the most inconvenient time.
The glasses are on the bridge of her nose. Purple haze coloured exhale.
Talking, talking, silence, silence, echoes.
Fake it. Broken dreams. Open to change. Cum.
Gone alone to discover what is not seen. Freak of nature.
Gyrating the hips of conclusion. Bleeding love.
Post the mail. Adornment of ghostly grace.
Spaces between the clapping of hands. Burning blue.
Gazing upon you like Petrarch did Laura.
Disco inferno. Stillness of heart.
Communicate. Undeliverable.
Abrasive emotions. The sailor lost at sea.
Gloved hands. Burned palms.
Open cage. Praying through perfection.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
ME
I may act crazy sometimes but don’t mistake me to think that I am your fool.
So much has changed in me, and outside of me for the world to see.
I have become familiar with remembering what I am here to be; ME.
Look how things have changed, I was hustling to win the game and I realized that I forgot to maintain my own sane. It is harder to hold on being lonely with the hopes that someone better will come along, someone that could look at you and realize that they had the most precious gift in the world. I will not settle for less than my deserved best. My love and commitment is unwavering, nurturing, intelligent and it will lead you to see the true meaning of being free openly. You once did give me something I could feel, at the time it felt so real. Though you cannot take away from me, the struggle I continue to find someone who will help me to be complete.
I am not in a moment past, I am not in the future. I am present gift to my destiny as it manifests through the maturity of my breasts. Love me, or leave me, hate me, or care for me. This is who I am. I am finally happy with my relationship with me.
So much has changed in me, and outside of me for the world to see.
I have become familiar with remembering what I am here to be; ME.
Look how things have changed, I was hustling to win the game and I realized that I forgot to maintain my own sane. It is harder to hold on being lonely with the hopes that someone better will come along, someone that could look at you and realize that they had the most precious gift in the world. I will not settle for less than my deserved best. My love and commitment is unwavering, nurturing, intelligent and it will lead you to see the true meaning of being free openly. You once did give me something I could feel, at the time it felt so real. Though you cannot take away from me, the struggle I continue to find someone who will help me to be complete.
I am not in a moment past, I am not in the future. I am present gift to my destiny as it manifests through the maturity of my breasts. Love me, or leave me, hate me, or care for me. This is who I am. I am finally happy with my relationship with me.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
"Get Together" Madonna Live Video
There is only one M, and this is why! One of my favorite feel good songs of all time!
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