the spaces between

as we scroll down the screen there are spaces between the links that are there when i feel something is missing, when i feel i've done more writing outside of my blogs that is not copied and pasted in my blogs or recorded for posterity or memory anywhere... stuff i might write offline, on paper... or stuff i might write on websites as comments or articles that i simply do not copy for my files or blogs (usually because i am wandering and focused on the thoughts inspired wherever i am and sometimes copying and pasting interrupts those thought streams and so... some stuff is left out)... so when i feel stuff is left out of this record of writing, this table of contents, i skip a line and that blank line lets us know there was more than meets the eye here in this list of links to the writings i've left on the web... and i mention it not not only as an explanatory note, but also, for better or worse, because this reminds me of one of the deepest truths forming the core of my personal philosophy and perspective in this life...

if you do not understand my silence
you will not understand my words

the long and broken road

lots of breaks and disconnects in october and november and december
and it may be time to reconcile this once again...
i never was much good at wanting to keep track of time...

the long and broken road that leads me back to your door
is a bit of begged borrowed and stolen words that rhyme...

it's an old song you must recognize
and remember
to understand
(icywtk)

in case you want to know (icywtk)

feeling alone* (who remembers?)

(PS... if you came for the Meg and Dia mix, scroll down to the bottom of this entry...)

at this moment a poignant life change (upheaval level) is being processed and this is the public presentation of recorded moments and creative inspirations that are flowing as of this moment and the past week or so... i mean, of course there is (e)thereal, but thank goodness, there is still more...

awakish
almost home
singing songs
caught up, sorta
camping (alive in the moment)
sites i saw 198
sites i saw 199
sites i saw 200
sites i saw 201
and returning to a song of hope written when i was in the womb...

*alone

here i sit
so all alone
no one to talk to
no one to phone
i'll search to find
for there must be
a soul as lonely
looking for me

sad is heavy
vulnerability
want to be in love
looking for love
July 2011
sites i saw 197
sigh
fairy tale
wonder
blogs and other strangers
would you laugh?
the phone
stumblr at tumblr
days may blur for a while
remembering a bit

don't want to miss a thing
someday
why
love
lol lam laa

and in the end... thank goodness for the creativity (and the words and music and dreams and memories) that releases the emotions and with a little (or even lots of) creative license and imagination, turns the feelings into songs... and after years, it takes me back to the land of the mostly dead (though at least for the moment, not quite inspired to write there... perhaps later... or before, even... vulnerability is a delicate precarious balance, after all)...

but i love the creativity imagination can find in the emo :)

and finally for the moment, as i put this entry together, look what pops up on my phone... not just a person, but a place so well timed as to blow me away if i wanted it to... thank you universe (and dia)

... icywtk... sneeze... (seriously? yeah... just listen and feel :)

yeah, in case you wanted to know...

once

once there was a way...

to get back home... word.

once upon a time
i made a promise to myself
i gave a promise to myself
i said that love will never end
and i will always be a friend
and i will always stay in touch
and i still want to this much

beyond a dream
and just once
to share the understanding
to share everything

once

so i continue writing every day
no matter what the world may say
no matter how or why you're here
or even if no one is there
the words will be
the thoughts will be
eternally

beyond the printed page


here, here, and here...

here, there, and everywhere... word.

mostly toc

yes, this is mostly a table of contents, lists of the titles of the pages i put on the internet... blogs, rhymes, hopes, dreams, light, dark, real, fantasy... you want to know me, it's in there... you want to know more, just ask, but mean it, really, mean it...

you read and enjoy?... you are my precious :)

so much more than words

between the lines, beyond the titles, within the words, the dreams continue and the promise remains kept...

forget?... don't forget

sleepless still

miles to go before i sleep
still have promises to keep
emotions intense and deep
miles to go before i sleep

keeping a promise

it is about keeping a promise, all the words, all the time, all the energy put into this devotion to typing a few words here and there as daily as possible, it is alll about keeping a promise...

even if no one ever knows...