OMG I am doing happy dances over the newest set with Abbiss and Ginary. I adore the crap out of both of those gals so and I think they have mucho sex appeal because of it. and THEY DID A SET TOGETHER. I am both very elated and turned on. 
Okay, back to why I wanted to post a blog, lemme wipe the drool from my chin and put a mini fan down my pants......
Soooo, I just wrote a poem! On the spot, I just let myself go, total creative and expressive freedom and this is what came out. You see though, I had five million things I wanted to write about while I was at it that just didn't come out! Which is frustrating of course, but in the same breath really freaking exciting because it means more future inspiration.
I'm just brine and bone
I'm just grinding stone....
Pocketful of nothing
Possession of self is what I own
My body, my mind I call my home
and I don't work for free,
I bleed for what I know
and to my strength I owe
the blood I swore my words upon
My heart, my body, my mind
The possession of will to find
the ground I stand on.
With breath I press on
I move with the lights on,
the rearview shattered
the light's what mattered
Straight ahead,
all around
it's strongest
extends the longest
spiraling onward
and my feet grow stronger
My heart, my body, my mind
fueled a little longer
Escape takes shape
forward onto the ground I make
It's mine to take
mine to hold, mold
into worlds to stake
my claim to
paths I paved the way through
gravel upon ground
I'll shape it round
fill with sound
may it pound out loud
reach things left unsaid
reach things thought long dead
fill each and every empty, bowing head
vibrating echoing from limb to limb
rim to rim
paradigm
velocity
the strength to stretch what you can't see
make them believe
receive conceive
Take this breeze with ease
The winds of change raise you from your knees
Walk steady, walk strong
See the path once long
Become the path you make it
Ground of the strong
Okay, back to why I wanted to post a blog, lemme wipe the drool from my chin and put a mini fan down my pants......
Soooo, I just wrote a poem! On the spot, I just let myself go, total creative and expressive freedom and this is what came out. You see though, I had five million things I wanted to write about while I was at it that just didn't come out! Which is frustrating of course, but in the same breath really freaking exciting because it means more future inspiration.
I'm just brine and bone
I'm just grinding stone....
Pocketful of nothing
Possession of self is what I own
My body, my mind I call my home
and I don't work for free,
I bleed for what I know
and to my strength I owe
the blood I swore my words upon
My heart, my body, my mind
The possession of will to find
the ground I stand on.
With breath I press on
I move with the lights on,
the rearview shattered
the light's what mattered
Straight ahead,
all around
it's strongest
extends the longest
spiraling onward
and my feet grow stronger
My heart, my body, my mind
fueled a little longer
Escape takes shape
forward onto the ground I make
It's mine to take
mine to hold, mold
into worlds to stake
my claim to
paths I paved the way through
gravel upon ground
I'll shape it round
fill with sound
may it pound out loud
reach things left unsaid
reach things thought long dead
fill each and every empty, bowing head
vibrating echoing from limb to limb
rim to rim
paradigm
velocity
the strength to stretch what you can't see
make them believe
receive conceive
Take this breeze with ease
The winds of change raise you from your knees
Walk steady, walk strong
See the path once long
Become the path you make it
Ground of the strong
VIEW 11 of 11 COMMENTS
casper:
Yes, it's all very interesting to contemplate what we would or would never do for money or in trade of some sort.. I just want to be happy and safe and kind.
grayness:
Eh, I just see myself as the technological canary in the coal mine. I try to ask questions that if people have been honest, they should be able to answer. (Heck, I pick things they put on their resume to ask about.)