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"Don't (Let Me Go)"
Baby I've been tryn' even though I know that you'd never let me go Oh the days are passn' and I feel a little sad about the way life goes
And sometimes I try to be A little more like them and less like me
'Cause I wanna know what it feels like To be home And I wanna get so lost in somebody That I 'just don't know' 'Cause babe I know what it feels like To be all alone And I'm gettn' tired of these reasons
Don't let me go Don't let me go Don't let me go Don't let me go
Turmoiled heartache seeping through the ceiling Breaking sunbeams stabbing at my eyes Sliding through memories dark and damp Reliving choices presently untied Unique excitement biting my back Lingering thoughts luring the pain Tricky addiction bubbling through pores Sticky complexes lavishing them vain Time does tell the deeper story It does reveal the monsters disguise And when one sees the cracks and seams Will the picture remain or find its demise
I always let myself believe
So naïve
And then I'm standing in the looking glass
Figuring it out again
Breathing between my fingertips
The joy I pretend
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Windows (intro)
I see the world passing me by through windows. I have always felt this way, even as a little girl. The human experience is far too fleeting. The pain of grasping only a moment that will never again be, it is enough to drown you. But there is more to say, far more. Because this boy knew things that I did not. He saw things in ways I couldn’t. He taught me about the feet on the ground and the wonder of reality in its fullness. He made me love in ways I didn’t believe I could. And, as all the fleeting wonders of life behave, once we were done he was gone. - As with most things, you move up and down. You may take five steps up and six down. Or you may take three steps up and one down. Sometimes you learn things up to ten steps and then end up fifteen steps down. With the boy, though, I never moved up or down. Instead I became more, as if my density was increasing with every breath, my glow becoming stronger, my skin more full, my brain more activated. I saw more to the space in front of me and the way it shifted. But not in the other dimensions and inhuman spaces as I have always sought out, no, instead this was in the very nature of the here and now. It was the harsh, vivid, crisp reality of the air and the sun and the cold cement slapping you in the face. What I learned was not something that can be unlearned because it is always there. But to say I could experience that again would be to the most likely degree quite untrue. I write things now from further along the timeline though I am still here within this space, watching it unfold. I know the curves of tomorrow and of next week into the years and further though I have learned to pretend otherwise so that I might go about experiencing it as we are meant to. The boy knows this, I believe he sees to. So you see, sometimes he is and sometimes he was. Sometimes we did and sometimes we are. But it makes no difference because It has Its proper place, its shining moment somewhere. And I was always more fascinated with that somewhere while he taught me about here. Somehow, he had learned to balance the seeing with reality and I wanted that. It was easy when I was with him. I didn’t think about it, it just happened. I wasn’t somewhere else, I was there. I had to work to achieve a state I had always avoided. And as the days passed, I wanted to achieve that state more and more. The state of being, the state of living, of being truly and fully alive.
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Today
"Beyond The Womb" I floated effortlessly to the lining of the universe's womb. I slid my hands through the clear gel substance and then my entire form. Once on the other side, I sat upon it in complete darkness. The surrounding was thick and heavy and I had the sensation of being in a closed place , not vast at all. But I did not explore further for soon enough he had joined me.
in the night fog
Amazing
Journal Entry: 2009 (What I did instead of socializing in high school)
“I can feel it , the rhythm of the world. These leaves, this grass, some distant city. I can feel it beneath my feet, in my hands, brushing my skin... This life is not stable, nothing in it is. But this tree, it is rooted and withstands the winds, storms, things that eat away at it. Until something comes that it cannot defend itself against, like a man with a saw. Still, though not the wonder it may have been before, there would remain the proof that this beautiful thing was once there. Although only a stump, the roots would still be there, just unseen. They may be dying, dead, soon to pass ... but all things do. And still, in some way, it will leave its mark. Even if it is no longer there, the things it did for the world around it are its lasting legacy even though the world around it may not know. And I, well I would come back to this once tree, maybe in hope that it would grow back yet knowing it never would”
And everyday I cry. I am a crazy girl
Me , 2009
Journal Entry On Love: January 14, 2014
“I guess I don't really know what falling in love is. I don't really believe it is something you choose. I don't even know if I am capable of it to be honest, not at this point in my life anyways. I don't know if I would let myself. I guess you have this idea of what it means to fall in love and how it should go, but the reality may be quite different.
There are so many questions I ask myself, always unanswered. Is being in love feeling better sleeping in someone's arms instead of alone? Is it knowing someone beyond their flaws until you've nothing left to be scared of? Is it wanting someone in a way that chokes you? Is it the feeling of a perfect kiss? Is it time and patience? Is it a friendship that becomes more? Is it cautious? Does it question itself? Does it doubt and waiver? Does it have distaste at times and desire at others? What if I’d rather watch your mouth than look into your eyes? What does that mean? Are you just a mirror? Is my own unhappiness reflected? Should it be exploding magic? Or is this all it is?”