Freewrite.

You don't know what you don't know. Do not speak of the speck in my eye when you cannot acknowledge the beam in your own. I will live. I will love. You will not hold me back. I forgive you. "Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do."

Love me for me.

If I could somehow manage to translate the energy of these neurons, the sparks in my brain, into words...I could probably cut that table in half. Focused, concentrated energy, when CONCENTRATED, could have the strength of a double edge sword. Your word is Truth.

You don't know what you don't know. Just stop thinking. Clean your slate. Learn.

I refuse to learn from someone that cannot learn.

I just want my dream...
Just want you...

MY DREAM IS BIG ENOUGH TO MOVE MOUNTAINS. My Faith. My strength.

Live& let live, without interfering with the lives of others.

Love Life.

&I wish I could write a poem that would perfectly lay out everything in my mind, but all i can manage to spit out is a couple of sloppy freewrites to ease up this congestion of thoughts. I guess that's what causes a writer's block?
Don't mind me...I'm just blogging. Writing freely...

&I wish I could take off on my jet plane& visit her whenever I got lonely at night, but I don't have a jet plane, &neither of us have a teleporter machine, so that won't work either. Soooo, we gotta have patience. Patience is truly a virtue. &I guess you can say that distance makes the heart grow fonder?

I mean, what do you want me to say? That everything is gonna turn out how you want? Cuz iIt's not, you know. God doesn't give you what you want, but what you need. "Sometimes the hardest thing& the right thing are the same." I'm sorry. I really am. I'm not gonna wait on you hand &foot either. I mean, I enjoyed elementary school& all, but I think I'm a bit too old to be playing tag. I got other things to tend to. No joke, I got madd love for you, but I don't have the kind of heart to get too attached to anyone. You know that.

I'm so thankful for what I got. So optimistic& happy& words can't even describe. I'd write a book& it would be an understatement. "If you think this is as good as it gets, I swear, you haven't seen nothin' yet..." God is a forgiver. &he always gives me just what I need. I swear, I love this year! Started off by fannin' my flame. Has not died down one bit. "I could sing of your love forever."

Yet, these crazy people like to drive me through the walls. Lord, help me find patience. "Open the eyes of my heart, Lord."

sideways scribbles.

When my thoughts don't spill out in the forms of bars, stanzas or rhyming schemes, I just toss them in a freewrite.

So lonely. I don't know if I'm quite sure what I'm getting myself into. Long distance...Long Beach. Am I ready?

Maybe this is just a koala day. Happy Monday. &I guess this shuffle button on my Zune is reading me well.

Times to cupcake with the Boobz.
Tata.