It’s an amazing system of phenomenon magnetism
“I think with my heart” – those people who say that.
Unfortunately, we here in the underground haven’t the luxury to thoughtlessly enter interpersonal passions for more than, say, the time it takes to clutch your nose following a sneeze. There seems to be something full of many algorithms and such acting as a force against my heart’s conquests.
Of the elements of this force, I’ve been thinking about one in particular. Those thoughts I wish to share here.
There are people (things and ideas also) that I love. At times when I’m down thoughts of these can not only bring me out of it but also make me overwhelmingly happy. When I am already happy, oh the highs my love can take me.
Chances are, at some point you have been one of those thoughts for me (granted we know each other or have at least had a good conversation).
Oh, the loveliness of it all! Oh, how I am the epitome of what humanity is in disparate need of.
But, behold, Newton’s third law. Behold mAgnetic neutrality. Behold, she is human.
She is just as full of the anti-love. Sadly, there are periods (many are still ongoing) that I resent loving as much as I seem (to myself) to. This resentment, by Newton’s Third, is a force equal and opposite to that of the love described. It completely reverses the effects I mentioned and generally brings lots of unhappiness.
Which is the fly/truck in this collision? That is, which is stronger? Which can withstand the most? The victor indicates who I actually am. Since the fight is still ongoing and being that neither side dominates, there is no guessing.
After having written this, however, I am sure to favor and support my happiness and general appreciation for those I love. More so considering my good friend and roommate will also be reading.
It’s a shame that that’s what it takes to keep me from inwardly spiraling deeper and deeper into these thoughts rather than changing. We all have experience resistance, from ourselves, to change that betters us.
Peace & such
Kdean
Lets call this “untitled thought #1″
Like the rings one finds when a tree is cut horizontally, so shall be the rings in my skull that will be found in my autopsy. Only these skeletal rings will record periods of stress, not age.
Peace, world!
Them Young Girls, They Do Get Weary
Oh Brother, can I cry out to you?
Have you any words
To soothe my fearful heart?
Have you any insight
To build my doubtful mind?
Have you any strength
To lend to your sister?
“Why should I feel discouraged? Why should the shadows come?” .. Are these the same shadows as those in Plato’s Allegory? Is my confidence or lack thereof founded upon the knowledge of the cave? Have I still not seen true light, but only that of the fire burning behind me?
A New Reality #30in30
(Day 12.. more like 30in70 at the rate I’m going)
If a tree falls
in Haiti,
will Americans make a sound?
Numbers #30in30
(Day 11..)
Codes broken
spirit’s spoken.
Mind open,
eyes closed.
Mind woken,
spirit heard.
Now calculating…
Word.
Torque #30in30
(Day 10 …sheesh I’m behind!)
I’m being turned..
In which direction,
I don’t know.
But I’m smiling.
That’s a good thing, right?
Jump or Tread #30in30
(Day 9)
Jump or Tread
Do you jump into the deep end of the pool
or find the shallow end,
and enter cautiously?
There’s a stubborn child
inside of me
who doesn’t want to swim at all.
Even she’s curious though,
wants to know how water feels
and how physically challenging it is.
The chance of injury or death.
The possibility of greatness and success.
She drags me to the edge,
takes my shoes off,
and grazes the water’s surface
with the tip of my big toe.
Will I ever know?
We’ll call this “Touch” for now.. #30in30
(Day 8..)
How can I effectively communicate
the ways I want to touch you?
To trace your veins
and your skeletal frame.
To feel your body in motion,
while you laugh,
walk,
talk,
breathe.
I want to feel the vibrations in your
chest and neck
when you speak.
All that said,
All that I can say,
is “Can I just touch you?”
I’ve got the Midas Touch baby! lol kidding, kidding.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVe0o6lRgcY
Morning Thoughts #30in30
(Day 7)
Childlike curiosity:
It kills more
than cats.
Red or green pill,
Live, Learn,
Laugh, Grow.
Go!
A Venomous Bite (#30in30)
(Day 6)
What right have you
an intemperate fool,
to kiss me?
To kiss me there
or for that matter anywhere,
unacceptable.
I’m tired of this
defenselessness,
I’m speaking!
But to whose benefit?
Your wife’s already sick of it.
Hoping the beginning was the end..
