tony23k said: obsessed said: for the ceremony. Minerals, energy and light. Devinely entwined. And all this time it took to shine. Was it in my ?... Was it in my realm to heal a heavy heart to balance yin and yang to amplify love and friendship? the stones placed near my heart to work their everlasting magic. | |
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tony23k said: spray the paint.. t In the face of vulnerability I am the man that looked in your mirror And then I ran When I looked I saw vulnerability Staring back at me Something in me I wanted to kill And so I did… cutting my feelings off… from the neck down I cut you off Afraid Like a puppet on a stick To bend and give In the face of vulnerability And now… here I stand as a man bending yet scared that you might fuck me over … terrified that I might be made to feel the pain I felt as a vulnerable child… in hoping to be loved . | |
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obsessed said: tony23k said: ...and now you're ready
for the ceremony. Minerals, energy and light. Devinely entwined. And all this time it took to shine. Was it in my ?... Was it in my realm to heal a heavy heart to balance yin and yang to amplify love and friendship? the stones placed near my heart to work their everlasting magic. All that you have endured, has made you ready for this moment. The moment is now. my phone is heavy | |
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drummingout said: tony23k said: spray the paint.. t In the face of vulnerability I am the man that looked in your mirror And then I ran When I looked I saw vulnerability Staring back at me Something in me I wanted to kill And so I did… cutting my feelings off… from the neck down I cut you off Afraid Like a puppet on a stick To bend and give In the face of vulnerability And now… here I stand as a man bending yet scared that you might fuck me over … terrified that I might be made to feel the pain I felt as a vulnerable child… in hoping to be loved . hoping to be loved my phone is heavy | |
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"I Still Believe" 2007 81/2"x 11" lunchtime fortune cookie collection on printing paper t my phone is heavy | |
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tony23k said: "I Still Believe" 2007 81/2"x 11" lunchtime fortune cookie collection on printing paper t Some of us are like fortune cookies When we crack We can only hope there are threads of wisdom to be found inside . [Edited 9/9/07 5:53am] | |
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drummingout said: tony23k said: "I Still Believe" 2007 81/2"x 11" lunchtime fortune cookie collection on printing paper t Some of us are like fortune cookies When we crack We can only hope there are threads of wisdom to be found inside . sometimes you have to go back to move forward http://s17.photobucket.co...rtrait.flv my phone is heavy | |
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tony23k said: Inspection of a heart at play Erection and two towers fall and love is failing most of all Ejection from the sonic boom Your ecstasy can fill a room Inflections in your voice that say all the things you can't Projecting your own aftermath, love slips away and takes a bath It doesn't matter what you say Perceptions of the world: O.K. I am not my Girdle. | |
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Girdle said: Perceptions of a world: O.K. Inspection of a heart at play Erection and two towers fall and love is failing most of all Ejection from the sonic boom Your ecstasy can fill a room Inflections in your voice that say all the things you can't Projecting your own aftermath, love slips away and takes a bath It doesn't matter what you say Perceptions of the world: O.K. | |
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emile57 said: Let me guess: In your head you're hearing Nino Rota. I am not my Girdle. | |
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drummingout said: He looks deep into the water hoping to see beyond himself to something meaningful. As he gazes, his own reflection hides the view... not happy with what he sees... an older self battered by life, but none the wiser. Life is slipping away he ponders..... and his soul cries, Help me find the way. | |
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obsessed said: drummingout said: He looks deep into the water hoping to see beyond himself to something meaningful. As he gazes, his own reflection hides the view... not happy with what he sees... an older self battered by life, but none the wiser. Life is slipping away he ponders..... and his soul cries, Help me find the way. She reaches deep to stir his soul water ripples 'til all he sees is sky His spirit weeps for now he knows Heaven's promise was right there all the time. I am not my Girdle. | |
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Beautiful finishing touch.... | |
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obsessed said: Beautiful finishing touch.... The start was inspiring.I am not my Girdle. | |
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Girdle said: Let me guess: In your head you're hearing Nino Rota. Very close. Just love the contrast between the people dancing and jammin' and the couple in the foreground lookin' a bit drunk and depressed. Made pic in Belgium. | |
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emile57 said: Girdle said: Let me guess: In your head you're hearing Nino Rota. Very close. Just love the contrast between the people dancing and jammin' and the couple in the foreground lookin' a bit drunk and depressed. Made pic in Belgium. I am not my Girdle. | |
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Girdle said: I do to. Still, it's such a Fellini call. The striped awning even gives the texture of his clowns.
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emile57 said: Girdle said: I do to. Still, it's such a Fellini call. The striped awning even gives the texture of his clowns.
Clowns and sounds. Now I have to find the dream sequence. I am not my Girdle. | |
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emile57 said: Girdle said: Perceptions of a world: O.K. Inspection of a heart at play Erection and two towers fall and love is failing most of all Ejection from the sonic boom Your ecstasy can fill a room Inflections in your voice that say all the things you can't Projecting your own aftermath, love slips away and takes a bath It doesn't matter what you say Perceptions of the world: O.K. my phone is heavy | |
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There is a place Suspended Between the binary opposites Of wrong.....Of right Of good.....Of evil Of black....Of white Of love....Of hate I’ll meet you there [Edited 9/12/07 8:46am] | |
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Time Suspended
Suspended in time and space the view unclear & merky we strain to focus clearly on the situation at hand. Time passes quickly we love each other dearly but can't see past our troubled hearts to a brighter day beyond. Why must life be such a struggle when we clearly need each other we must live, love, and have no regrets live to love and love to live what more is there than that? | |
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tony23k said: obsessed said: It was dusk when they set foot Racing against a raging wind A sea of mountains rose and fell under them It was dawn when they returned… worn it dawned on him Her hooves pounded to the beat of his heart … dancing as one She had bought the mountains to his feet His soul was now undone He searched for his spirit no more | |
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