He. She. It. Is. With. Out. Labels. And beyond that Is the stuff of fables. He. She. It. Is. Simply on the Earth Plain. Dealing with their own pains. And trying... To decipher yours. Because somewhere, in there, is a soul fighting wars. And they know, that to survive, they need yours. alive. So. He. She. It. Is. Fighting for your life. As well. So hell. Fight for theirs! FIGHT for theirs! Instead of crabbing up the barrel. Try to act more Supernatural. FIGHT for theirs. FIGHT for each other. There is simply no hope fighting each other. Please. Place all labels in he fire pit. Love is not a cliche when you understand it. He. She. It. Is. Searching... Searching... For you. For me. For Sanity. Don't hide your data stream. Crash into this sea of me. I will download you (no labels) You will download me (no labels) Till all of us is one with us Like. The Divinity Three. No fussing....
I don't embellish or package my bullshit. I try not to. I leave it, when it comes, in big steaming piles for easy of use as manure for my growing and honesty loving mind. Learn from your bullshit. It's the only way to live.
ReplyDeleteI paint my screams -- they're usually viridian.
i write it out... why keep it bottled up when i can release it on to a page where i wont forget but leave it where its at...I write because it keeps me scene...
ReplyDeletemuch luv xxx
hmmm. i can do no justice by confining my answers to two sentences too. but i will.
ReplyDeleteMy screams - i put a jockey shorts on my head and go around the borough/UWI being superhero-like; if my costume isn't near (i always hav my head-wear tho), i eat ice cream...cools the brain.
My bullshyza - i purge my brain; (AYE! wat a coincidence! purge the shit, ha! no pun was intended) that's really wat i do...purge my brain; not sure i can/want to explain now.