Have you ever found yourself floating somewhere between life and a dreamworld that you know is too good to be trusted??? It is here that I trudge along and try and keep my feet grounded, at least for the most part. My heart aching to let go and sail off into the euphoric smoke filled land of dreams come true, love is found often, and happily ever afters. But my soul pulling back at the reins, crying "FOUL" saying do not go lightly into this place. Cause there within the shadows cast by the sparkling castles and shimmering rivers, lie many unseen demons. They, only wanting to shred, rip, and tear at the very essence of what we hope to be true and pure. But what if you "know" that which you crave IS good, IS pure, an IS beautiful. Do you chance your heart and take the leap of faith you know destiny is screaming at you to take. Or do you stay grounded, bound by laws that have limits, that do not see a future in love. I say a life without risk and without love is no life at all.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEW8riKU_tE , http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4k5JWegwHg , http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCJ4c_kjUB0 , http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5RltVM49qM

I had a dream last night, I asked God, "Why does love have to hurt so much?" He simply replied "If you love someone you are giving them a piece of yourself, if that piece is not replaced its going to hurt until it is."

Sad thing is this acually made alot of sense to me and its odd that I only remembered that part of the dream. Funny that the most simple explanation is usually the right one.

Thanks for the insight

believeing that there is a way to feel, hang onto that belief and maybe it will happen. Dont and all we are is an empty shell of worthless nothing.

Addicted to the dreams of what my mind precieves as believeble such are Gods ironies and the Devils cruel jokes.

I think the trick to finding your perfect person is to take off the beer googles and rose colored glasses, and seeing people, flaws and all. Then and only then can you find a perfect person by seeing the imperfect person they are, perfectly and accepting them that way.

wow ok even my own insane brain needs a drink after that!

Each day I torture my body relentlessly adding new pains. Heaving the heavy weights that lie on my shoulders off an using them to further my own masochistic behavior. But with each day the pain is less, hurt harder to find, and the memories of what was, grow fuzzier. By changing who I am, I no longer am who I was nor do I feel his suffering. I change myself for the better with each weight I lift, with each lap I swim, and with each bead of sweat the rolls off my forehead.

The bitter sweet taste of beauty and love, how can something be enjoyed without the fear of some tasteless, out of sight poison dwelling just beneath the surface? But yet we dive in full bore enjoying its exquisite journey through our emotions. Live with its breath upon our shoulder enjoying its perpetual dank stench that promises only pain. What a delicious blend of pleasurable pains, each bringing its own memorable experience.

But within these same new experiences we find knowledge, a deep understanding that without hurt we know nothing. But when we find the things that can penetrate our hearts and minds, we can better know what we need to stimulate our bodies!!!!!

Well another week has taken its final bow and exited stage left. As much as we would like the days to go by without incident never quite goes as planned. Things we wish we could explain to others in life, make them see and understand. We are hated for things which we dont do and no matter what we say most dont want to stop being mad long enough to see the truth. Yet these same people are out doing what they want , with who they want, and how they want. This somehow gives them the unnatural superpower to judge others as bad people when they themselves are no better. Oh well just makes understanding the insanity that much more clear and tangible.