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storms came
storms
came
and
i
did
what
needed
to
be
done
i'm
no
angel
but
i
worked
my
angle
into
one
that
fit
worked
miracles
and
tried
to
love
things
into
life.
i'm
spent,
beloved.
i
need
you
to
plant
seeds
with
me.
take
time
and
remind
me
all
about
eclipses--
when
and
how
seasons
change.
and
why.
i
need
to
feel
the
warmth...
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storms
came
and
i
did
what
needed
to
be
done
i'm
no
angel
but
i
worked
my
angle
into
one
that
fit
worked
miracles
and
tried
to
love
things
into
life.
i'm
spent,
beloved.
i
need
you
to
plant
seeds
with
me.
take
time
and
remind
me
all
about
eclipses--
when
and
how
seasons
change.
and
why.
i
need
to
feel
the
warmth...
Read More
zenhell:
i could be bounded in a nut-shell and count myself
a king of infinite space,were it not that i have bad dreams
singers keep on singin'
teachers keep on teachin'
world keep on turnin'
[Edited on May 20, 2003]
a king of infinite space,were it not that i have bad dreams
singers keep on singin'
teachers keep on teachin'
world keep on turnin'
[Edited on May 20, 2003]
infinite joy
admit it; you know you want it
come on; you've gotten this far--
come on.
dreams like when you slept, soft
in bed, before fitful sleep set in,
radio came on, old vinyl or
a scratched up CD,
that passionsong you played over again
and over
you would sacrifice your whole fucking life
for that one lost love
which you'd never
quite found...
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admit it; you know you want it
come on; you've gotten this far--
come on.
dreams like when you slept, soft
in bed, before fitful sleep set in,
radio came on, old vinyl or
a scratched up CD,
that passionsong you played over again
and over
you would sacrifice your whole fucking life
for that one lost love
which you'd never
quite found...
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alisa:
thank you so much for stopping by. you have such a good presence about you.
much love
alisa
much love
alisa
jessicka:
Lovely writing! I never could write poetry that didn't sound forced or stilted, but yours seems to flow naturally, unforced. A fresh and refreshing spring of untainted h2o.
Yes, it's nice to reconnect with old friends, and to find out that their memories of me are so different than the awful person I remember being.
Yes, it's nice to reconnect with old friends, and to find out that their memories of me are so different than the awful person I remember being.
"oh heart,
sit with someone who
knows the heart;
go under the tree which
has fresh blossoms."
-rumi
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leiru13:
cherry blossoms...
xxanastasiaxx:
My rumi quote for today: ( i so love rumi)
You breath without a body like a spark
you grieve, and I begin to feel lighter
you keep me away with your arm
but the keeping away is pulling me in.
You breath without a body like a spark
you grieve, and I begin to feel lighter
you keep me away with your arm
but the keeping away is pulling me in.
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escapegoat:
i just realized how far out we really are
hollywoodrocks:
man.. always something cool over at Bella's Journal.. 
Things aren't as bad as I sometimes worry they could be.
I'm a positive sort by nature. I was born the life of the party. Just dropped those seeds and flowers along the way.
Sometimes I just forget about my inherent value, and look at the "seeming" rather than the being.
So, ehrm, I guess I'd rather have said that, here, today.
Just did.
I'm a positive sort by nature. I was born the life of the party. Just dropped those seeds and flowers along the way.
Sometimes I just forget about my inherent value, and look at the "seeming" rather than the being.
So, ehrm, I guess I'd rather have said that, here, today.
Just did.
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zenhell:
a round of satori for everyone
dharma_bum:
Thank you. Much appreciated.
Never forget your inherent value...
Cheers
Never forget your inherent value...
Cheers
(sorry origami...i got too deep for this one. and this life philosophy i'm working on changing--so i feel this entry was a bit too dark!)
sorry, kid!
-Be
sorry, kid!
-Be
ninji:
Oh! I also initially had meant to share this anectdote from today. I saw this luscious girl hitch-hiking today (I don't pick up hitch'ers, that is one un-hippie-like thing about me). She looked Native-American/Latin. Long brown hair, form-fitting jeans, lolita-esque sunglasses on, she looked about my age, lovely.
I drove by thinking, "tempting. Yum." I was waiting for my right of way, and still sort of enjoying the yumminess of her, quite attractive by superficial standards.
Seemed no one was feelin' a vibe to pick her up (despite her obvious hotness) so the tides shifted very quickly. She bent down and picked up this liter bottle of some sort of soda (unless there was J.D. in it! LOL) and started yelling at the drivers! I don't know what it said but her body language (suddenly less sexy more truck-driver-esque) was saying, "gimme a ride for Christ's sakes!" almost demanding it. She jumped in front of a car or two (dim-bulb mentality, too. Endangering her lives and theirs!). So it was a lesson for me, too. Sometimes I think someone who's a package outside is automatically swell inside too. I slip and think that, truly. But that was a reminder. Things ain't always as they seem.
(whistful sigh)
The image, pre-bitching though, was just beautiful and filmic. So, too, was the other, in a relativistic kinda way.
-Be
I drove by thinking, "tempting. Yum." I was waiting for my right of way, and still sort of enjoying the yumminess of her, quite attractive by superficial standards.
Seemed no one was feelin' a vibe to pick her up (despite her obvious hotness) so the tides shifted very quickly. She bent down and picked up this liter bottle of some sort of soda (unless there was J.D. in it! LOL) and started yelling at the drivers! I don't know what it said but her body language (suddenly less sexy more truck-driver-esque) was saying, "gimme a ride for Christ's sakes!" almost demanding it. She jumped in front of a car or two (dim-bulb mentality, too. Endangering her lives and theirs!). So it was a lesson for me, too. Sometimes I think someone who's a package outside is automatically swell inside too. I slip and think that, truly. But that was a reminder. Things ain't always as they seem.
(whistful sigh)
The image, pre-bitching though, was just beautiful and filmic. So, too, was the other, in a relativistic kinda way.
-Be
hollywoodrocks:
very honest and up front post bella... I wish I could put it all out there like that.. or even be able to word everything correctly.... I will have to soak this in a little more.
have you used sgchat yet?
have you used sgchat yet?
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alisa:
thank you, cutie
ooh and that sounds heavenly......
xxx
alisa
ooh and that sounds heavenly......
xxx
alisa
xxanastasiaxx:
your entries in my journal always make my day..
especially when I am sitting here in my bathrobe feeling and looking like holy hell..haha..it's not pretty girl..I assure you.
Yummy sweet kisses to you
especially when I am sitting here in my bathrobe feeling and looking like holy hell..haha..it's not pretty girl..I assure you.
Yummy sweet kisses to you
If I do not claim responsibility for my emotions, then I can easily fool myself into believing you're playing with them.
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dharma_bum:
Thanks. Have you ever read the Razor's Edge by W. Somerset Maugham? That's what directed me to read the Upanishads.
Like your entry. Your own thoughts?
Like your entry. Your own thoughts?
sakita:
fun! and true!
Gone Spiralling Again
Gone spiralling again
up toward the heavens
chanting up heaven's sky
knowing that the promised land is here
in my head and my heart
in my hands in fingers
innocence's honeydrip,
these are my eternal rivers that flow
I am Zion.
I am the promised land.
I am cherished.
I am the treasure.
I am the savior who comes in right on...
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Gone spiralling again
up toward the heavens
chanting up heaven's sky
knowing that the promised land is here
in my head and my heart
in my hands in fingers
innocence's honeydrip,
these are my eternal rivers that flow
I am Zion.
I am the promised land.
I am cherished.
I am the treasure.
I am the savior who comes in right on...
Read More
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hollywoodrocks:
good evening bella
nice journal entry .. once again
nice journal entry .. once again
suoda:
I will forever adore your writing and when I get some time, I would still love to throw down some music for you to sing to. Damn... the way your choruses of writing blend into something and metamorph into something else just as brilliant is astounding. Sorry I have been so absent, but I am leaving in 4 days! YIPES! Much love dear.
[Edited on May 20, 2003]
(Sunflowerberries! I love it!)