Fluttering Instances of Mind-Speech

My mind can be a dangerous place, fit with chasms of thought, abysmal processes, and eerie truths. Fleeting instances of the mind, fluttering words of the soul, together to reek havoc with my being. Enjoy my Fluttering instances of mind-speech.

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i miss you. i miss your friendship. sometimes (most of the time) i could really use your advice. i feel like ive lost a part of who i am because you're not in my life to remind me of who i am. i know you wont respond to this, but i at least hope you'll read it.

I don't know who this is, and I'm so sorry it took so long for me to realize I received it, but it was never my intention to make anyone feel this way. I have my own struggles with keeping in contact with the people I hold dear, especially if there is great distance involved. My heart usually hurts greatly when distance is involved...but, my heart doesn't forget how to love anyone. If you can, find yourself back in my life. Chances are, I never wanted to lose you in the first place.

[sirpent89]

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If only

Ignition is your touch along the contours of my eager skin, setting ablaze the uncertainty of my forbidden desire that prowls, alive, just beneath the surface. Space, in its expanse from you, threatens to quell the persevering thump of the fervent drum within my chest, a sweet sort of death of anticipation and longing that rocks a mind thought secure and sound. Bring me life through the whisper of your love, the language of your gaze etching poetry into my very soul as each moment gives way to new time amidst those eyes. Reach into me, just as you always have, titillating a carnal craving created just for you through the will of my wanting. Oh to feel the pulse of your need resonating within mine, creating a ballad of passion and fire with a refrain of unabashed abandon just as animals free from the bondage of thought and restraint. Let our bodies be found as one new terrain; two lands melded by the molten spill of emblazoned skin hissing against the trickling streams of sweat and the ongoing press of the tectonic fervor we'd know to be us. Manifest with me the new ground of our creation, birthed by the wafting wails of our terrestrial throes. If even for a moment, press into my lips the strength of your yearning that I may marvel at its might as it echoes into the chasm of my understanding. There I will then unfold into you the completeness of all things unrequited that we may lose ourselves in the cavernous realm of our possibilities. Show me that my heart burns not in cold singularity, that the burning binary stars of our intention exists to revolve in synergistic tandem that we may never find the place where my light ends and yours begins. ...if only

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“text me when you get home” means “i love you, be safe.“ 

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It really does

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= Humanity Message - Pleiadians = Please just watch

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Word...

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Do tell...

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They came

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Dare I Stand

Again, my hands uplift to quell the blunt disarray of icy cold earth, eyes cast bright as the stars as I fall ever deep into the chasm of fire and emotion, your whim my devotion as I lose the structure of my sanity in the resolve of limitless time and space instead. Falling, constellations a blur against the backdrop of uncertainty as my reach becomes futile to the weightless dismay of words, my hopes cast upon the wishes of departed adventurers seeking distant worlds of love and hate, but I can't join them. I'm still falling...Soaring beyond the galaxies of my blinded understanding until the length of my back spreads long against the mantle of the most known, the surge rippling the ache through bone and sinewy tendrils of understanding. I have been here before, body wracked with the pulse of the clashed embrace of gravity, surging through to cast these star studded eyes to the darkened heavens. I know this place well, swearing I'd never return, hearing the faintest echo of life to stir my rousing passions only to feel once again the earth beneath my flesh. I have fallen, the hard caress of tortorous stings as the cosmos swirls in fleeting delight...this is oh so familiar, scented stardust shrouds and the chipped debris of my sanity must plume in mushroom clouds of understood failure and destruction before it settles along the upper layer of a stoic visage. But, this collision would birth me, made anew to become reborn. Dare I stand, a new heavenly body; magnificent and regal? Dare I stand, ethereal soul building substance in an unknown world, standing firm against anti-matter of confusion and angst? My bounds will know no bounds, my mind a worthy vessel, mine ever forward...dare I stand.

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Phoenix

Unraveling within my mind burns the sweet decay of your torturous echo, the taut dismay strewn across the canvas of a tattered sight left untorn, a battered plight to be reborn in the flames of uncertainty.. the aims of misery set to unyielding degress in this resounding array, the confounding display of my inner phoenix. To be made anew, I must burn to ash within the coils of my own demise, the toils of my own disquise simmering with the embered sting of your voice, the rendered fling of your choice casting me into perpetual fire, a conceptual ire that pangs within the the unmatched depths of my soul, forming a burning plume beyond my control to spiral me into oblivion. Let me burn..because only then can I return.