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Wish Upon A Star

Times met with shimmering brilliance when I gaze the night sky.

The moment I look into your eyes, storms rage deep inside.

Causing waves of emotions of utter peace with joy, in maddening degrees.

Rising temperatures meeting a cold heart thawed into beating rhythms.

May I place myself in humble apologies because of my desire to be close?

I feel not the need but with solemn reason I declare that these feelings are rare.

Words and inspirations find quivering lips and fidgetting fingers, Wishing to trace your own.

I promise not yesterday nor let the morrow end with my conclusions.

Let me continue in present to be as you see me.

A fallen man who has risen to meet his imperfections and continues to live in confidence.

The strength not my own and though fate is not a word I find with meaning, I hold to the certainty I would never have loved anyone like you.

You are the wish upon a star.

You are my love.

The Escape

Escape from these pages O words of sorrow and joy.
Memories spun into letters compiled to give meaning to those lost or finding understanding.
An author of emotions made to publish my own heart and mind.
Thoughts struck by pen or keys to unlock what I’ve met with an empty canvas giving form.
The soul connecting with a once broken body finding its vessel in the mediums where words breed life.
Never ending embrace awaiting a piece of mind in blissful await.
Come forth and escape these chains of limitation.
Yet thy heart and mind speak in sentence but give stories that flow away from locked keys.
When I write, I bleed.

Warmth of Home

I will not let a passing day dissuade me from allowing you to see how much I love you.

Let sweet words ring true and quench lips once thought unsure.

My need for you goes beyond desire and shines as stars give light to empty spaces once void.

Time is but a factor to an endless connection.

Let love be found in the roots.

I speak in honest tones so let the truth continue to filter my heart.

My love forever true.

Continue in life’s journey knowing that I stand beside you as long as shared roads remain.

Memories grown and to the future unknown.

You are home.

Eternal Embrace

Fingers intertwined as bodies cross in mind. Time in still motion with emotions echoing through the flowing stream. Dreams met in reality as fantasies made into pictures touched by lovers display, Ways of Whispers. Words shared as hearts synchronize. Prized treasured souls revealing the power of stars. Hearts beating in rhythm to breaths caught, running to meet parting lips. Endless tales spun and sung from dusk to dawn. Recounting the days and met with serenity through words spoken. Visits of yesterday to quiet rooms where the world meets one. Tomorrows spun into the hope of todays. Lovers dance, the eternal embrace.

Wearing Googles

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Hmm, I wonder what is going on here?

I don’t know the answer to that, give me one moment and I’ll google it.

They haven’t texted back in about 3 hours, I wonder what is going on, maybe I can find an answer online…

What has happened to the world in this day and age? Many can fathom what I am getting at just by the title of this post, others because of the first three sentences. Google. But not just Google itself, though what I will discuss can derive primarily from it. The world has changed and continues to change as we evolve further into a more technological and digital age. We spend hours surrounded by it or engage with different mediums and it has now over encompassed our lives.

I remember working and one of my employees kept saying they weren’t feeling good, they looked up symptoms and it told them it could be a sign of cancer. I remember when I was younger and I looked up symptoms and it told me that I was pregnant (though, I am a guy). What I am discussing is basically, googling, our finding your answers online. We have become the people who look things up expecting answers that we will perceive to be the Holy Laws of the world.

I cannot fully tell you how many times I’ve heard people state that they look up relationship advice or etc, just to help them see what they can do to spice things up, fix and etc. Yet everyone is different and though I am pulling that one subject matter to the spotlight, it can be used for various things. Looking things up has to be taken with a very serious mindset. The internet today is flooded with misinformation or opinions that are perceived to be facts. We no longer fact check but instead just follow based on what we see is “credible” by someone who seems to have a following or because it appeared on the first page of google.

Now, I am not diminishing some of the things that people post. Everyone has a voice and voice their own opinions, as I am doing. What I am conveying or trying to describe is the simple fact that people become enthralled in the notions established that can be addressed depending on the situation or situations that someone else may be going through. Unless something is definitively proven and can be backed, we should tread lightly into letting us become consumed by the notions we “investigate”.

As we see the rise of mental illnesses rise in a digital age, we must learn to tread carefully into the form of overfed information that can be destructive if it is misinformation. Remember and truly take note that everyone is different. What worked or works for someone does not mean it will work for you or everyone. We become blinded by googling and even go so far to let it be the prime source of information, letting education be just a way of memorization instead of truly growing in knowledge and applying it to reveal wisdom we can pass on to others and let it reflect in our lives.

Now, I can be one to talk but I remember during my conspiracy days how I would try to stay away from social media and even google for that matter. Yet, I can be honest and state that I will occasionally scope out the web or pull google if I am unfamiliar with a topic I hear or want to know about. This doesn’t mean that I am also blinded by the same thing that I warn about, there are benefits if I or any other person uses the medium the right way. Like I’ve stated in past posts, the truth is self-evident and can always be revealed. Don’t just pull the first article you see but see the references, what was used to back up an article, notes, and etc, not just opinions or what appears to be biased to help your feelings be at peace.

We need to take off the googles (goggles) and learn to truly take the appropriate “eye exam”.

Tales From A Vampire Part 1

Echoing rain beating down with thunderous applause. A display of power and calm that would rage for hours if left unchecked. Streams running across the face of the Earth, threatening to overturn the rule of land over water. This is all that I could see stretched out before me. I was never one to be found basking in the sun, to me, the water’s embrace was my calling. Covering me with a shade in storms that resembled the tempest masked by such a cold smile.

I cannot recall when I shifted from once being such an optimist. The blank gaze or emotionless canvass that was my face now lies barren. Imagine never coming to term with the changes that you are forced to make and now what you perceive as your “self”, is but a stranger. Yet, in my case, I was well aware of this character drawn out into this play. Many would deem me as emotionally impaired, though I was aware of things like love, compassion, hatred. No human being is truly devoid of emotions, yet in my case it can be different.

I can say for the most part that I act accordingly, displaying myself as a law-abiding citizen. My faults are my own and can be seen when I so choose. Time has revealed a true sense of identity, as has experience dealing with the intricacies of life. Deemed to be unfit to society, many try to categorize me into some sort of stereotype. People could say that I am just a by-product of society, DNA, environment, and etc. Yet it is fascinating to discover that, I am still changing and evolving to who I am or truly will be.

For the longest, I assumed that there was something wrong with me. I never truly fit in with people. I would stick out like a sore thumb, I would grow quiet and speak when necessary or when I had something of value to say. When I write, I do so with the intention to present, elaborate, give meaning, or reveal what I truly think and feel. Contrary to what people may believe as well, I am but a man, blamed for the wrongdoing of others. How can one be at such a fault? How can a man not notice that he himself is the cause for his downfall? Such trivial pursuits when it comes to following one’s own heart.

How can I speak in such a way? Reciting lines as if I was a spectator while revealing my own attributes as one who seems to be of no comparison to men. You could say that I have stood before man since the beginning of their rise from the dust. Seeing their tales are interwoven with history as my age was removed and countless. Yet unlike my predecessors or those who speak about my kind as prisoners, I find solace in what I am. This life that I am living is a gift, as is yours, never to be considered a curse. For you see, I am a vampire.

Let the words linger, feeling each breath escape as your tones shift and trail off your tongue. Unlike the stories that captivate men, I am far from the comparison of such weak, frail descriptions. The sun is, of course, my ally and I can take pleasure dancing in the rain. My skin shines only from the sweat and I am not granted any great feat that would have me transform to such an insignificant form like a bat. The word itself, vampire, vampyr, bloodsucker, only does so much to amuse me. But of course, let us not dismiss the fact that I do indeed require the blissful delicacy of blood, the life that streams through our bodies. I speak still as if to clarify that I do still share the qualities of man, never will I deny the fact that I was once mortal. Time may no longer hold record to beating heart but I still cling to it to keep my sanity. Years can flow as seconds as I’ve seen empires raise and fall in the span of centuries.

But these tales are to be told and in so doing, I will reveal more than what is shared, the truth that has been altered….