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I want to know

Tue Mar 31, 2009, 6:39 PM
  • Mood: Depressed
I have to know
I need to know
What makes you tremble with fear?
What makes you speechless and quivering?
What leaves your mind lost to the dynamic world around you?

What does it take to know?
What must I do to understand?
How can I reach you?
Am I trying to hard?
Do I need to try harder?

I give you my arm
Take it
Catch it
Let me help pull you up.

You don't move.
Not a muscle.

Is it because you don't want me to catch you?
Or are you paralyzed and I need to save you entirely?



I'm helpless.
Your move.

Flawed

Sat Mar 28, 2009, 11:45 PM
  • Mood: Shame
Look at that one
How Fat
How Weird
Staring into space
What a smell
What a freak
You must be kidding

Shame on you and the things that you do.
Shame on you and the things that you say.
Shame on you each and every day.

Look at it now
Thinner maybe somehow
Still a freak
Still a weirdo
Still doesn't belong

Shame on you and the things that you do.
Shame on you and the things that you say.
Shame on you each and every day.

Look at that one
How it acts
Desperation
Begging for a attention
To be liked
To be wanted
Trying to ';prove' himself

Shame on you and the things that you do.
Shame on you and the things that you say.
Shame on you each and every day.

Look at the one
With the head hung low
Shamed and embarrassed
A liar and a fiend.
Living two lives

Shame on you and the things that you do.
Shame on you and the things that you say.
Shame on you each and every day.

RightBrained Metaphor

Wed Mar 25, 2009, 2:01 PM
  • Mood: Awestruck
  • Listening to: Sleeping Together
Meditation today was amazing. We watched a movie about a brain scientist that had a stroke. She lost her entire left brain. The talk is only 20mins, but it's amazing. She loses the part that makes her a separate individual and connects directly to the energy of the world. It's SOO Amazing!

[link]

But our brains normally work as a combo of both hemispheres (granted, Left dominance in most case). Never the less, with what she explained about the differences between her thoughts and experience, it made me wonder how two could really blend.

What if.. just what if, the right brain is right *pun*: we are all pulling from this same expansive energy, we're all connected, EVERYTHING is connected by some energetic feeling. In each moment we are each a collective part of each others lives all across the world (universe?). What if we are not all separate people per-say, but separate energies. Separate but DISTINCT energies all massed into one huge powerhouse together feeding off of eacho ther and each contributing energy to the whole.

Here's the kicker for me though: What if the left brain is the "decider?" *not Bush*

What if our left brains, collectively, yet not connected like the energy, decide and distinguish the separate energies into some sort of understanding and feeling or emotion?

Example might help here..
Let's say I give and am a certain type of energy, say Navy Blue energy. McKayne gives off and is Burgundy energy. Ever since my energy became energy, I have experienced some form of Burgundy energy, but it's been brought in with all other energy colors in the world so I haven't thought anything of it, so to speak.

Then I meet McKayne, and I'm able to see the source of this energy and name it: McKayne. We hang out more and interact, and I begin to feed more on his energy source and him on mine. We're still receiving energy from everywhere, but I'm receiving more of his now.

Let's say my ex has a color energy too. While part of me wants to say black, we'll say she's got lime green energy. When we were together, we drew more and more off of each others energies. Our energies became used to a specific amount of her lime green energy.
Then we broke up.
I was devastated, because while it had to be done, I didn't know how I could live without that energy. It took a long time to gain that energy from other sources, and to create more of my own again. I think you see where this metaphor can go.

Some people fill the void in their life with an activity.
What if that void means no longer getting energy from someone, and thus filling it with energy found in their activity?

If everything has energy, then can we not derive happiness and energy and fulfillment from everywhere? Every rock and tree and person and wall and bed and sock?

If someone is introverted, does it mean that they are content with using much of the energy they create?

If someone is extroverted, does it mean they are open to all sources of energy and give their energy away?

If all energies are everywhere and our sources, does that mean that while it's harder to draw lots of energy from someone who is far away, we're still always connected to them and a part of them anyway?

Can we BE with someone, even though we're not touching?

If Air is energy too, and there is nothing of energy, then how can our eyes decipher anything? Or is it our left brain processing this energy into limits, density, and touchable shapes, and thus describing their touch by the energy given/taken?


*pant*

Ok.. maybe I'll write more later. For now, this song has been on my mind:


Sleeeeeeeeping by Billy Jonas
(Doesn't seem to be a youtube video, but I'll email the music to anyone who wants to hear)


When I was young I did not know what people meant when
they said so and so was 'sleeping together' – Because when
mom and dad were fast asleep I'd tiptoe in and gently creep
between, we'd be 'sleeping together' – I only knew between
the two, my dreams were better; – and all my fears
disappeared -- sleeping together

When we'd been dating for a week I finally kissed you on
the cheek and said we should try sleeping together
– You said "that sounds premature," I did my best to
reassure "I really mean just 'sleeping' together"
– You said "no tricks and don't be slick," you slept
in your jeans and your sweater – In our cocoon we l
ay like spoons -- sleeping together

Hush -- be still; feel the beating of my heart - Hush --
be still; this is where the music starts

Sleeping together
Sleeping together

Someday when we're old and gray, if looks and lust
have passed I pray we're sleeping together
– Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Love will
keep us sleeping together
Our bodies lay like notes sustained -- we're music together
The warmest chord I've ever heard -- sleeping together

Sleeping together
Sleeping together
Sleeping together

And In This Moment I Am Happy

Mon Mar 23, 2009, 3:54 AM
  • Mood: Optimism
  • Listening to: Humans Being - Van Halen
She wakes up with the sun
A bright new day
Breath floating tranquilly across narrow yellow atrocious concrete blocks
She hangs her feet off the bed stretching
Her soft skin pulls tight against her strong frame
Eyes glisten and reflect the morning light
Dressing purposefully each piece reflects a new aspect of her
Skipping swiftly into the cold morning air
Her stunning beauty breaks into the world forcing the sun and moon and stars to tremble and bow
She runs, she walks, she screams, she talks
She laughs, she cries, she sleeps, she flies!
She knows, she needs, she takes, she pleads,
She beams, she shines, she glistens, she's....


Mine?...

Running Promise.

Thu Mar 5, 2009, 11:22 PM
  • Mood: Hope
  • Listening to: Humans Being - Van Halen
  • Reading: Sex God (Not what you think)
Running.
My feet burn.
My muscles ache.
Each stride I throw the Earth towards the sun.
I'm thinking of you.
I'm thinking of them.
I'm thinking of me.
Cursing this monster I've become to my friends.
I deny it.
I fight it.
I lie about it.
I swear about it.
But I know not what is me anymore.
I sit in this angelic shell
Loving
Caring
Trusting
Devoted.
My shell within a demonic mask
I've used
And Desired.
And Wanted.
Torn unto a vortex of lustful gluttony
Grasping hearts desperate for love
While mind and body destroy destiny.
Running in circles.
My feet burn.
My lungs tighten.
Breath lost finite time.
Guilt like a plastic bag crushes my mind
Losing consciousness
Crashing to the cold track.
Awaken to warm blood and icy tears.
Dark and alone.
Slowly rising I run again.
Slowly rising I will defeat you.
I Will Defeat This.
Hear me Friends!
Hear me those whom I have hurt!
Hear me those whom have heard the whispers before my wrath.
Hear me those that warn against me.
Hear me those that whisper about me.

No More.
I Vow To You: No More.
I Will Prove My Worth.
I Will Prove My Life.
I have messed up relationships.
You are right: there are things you say that are true.
You are wrong: there are things you say that are false.

I Will Repair.
I Will Change.
I Will Become The Person I Believe Is Inside.
I Will Defeat Them.

I Promise.

And I Never.
Will Ever.
Break My Promise.

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