Is it just me?
Could it be? That my mind prefers the undefined metaphor of rhyme to pen down calculated thought it rhythmic time? I think so. Or is it just me? As I sit back relaxed words are flown, mind is blown -- wide open ears tapped in no cord needed for this phone, ringing in this call is placed on speaker, hidden tones reveal my message more the meeker, ready to hit home with any Known to be a seeker. Is it just me? Or is this space just using my face and my hand as I'm willing and it can? There is nothing inside my mind as I string these words not so hard to find -- again, is it this space that occupies my arm, my hand, that flows this word in perfect pace? It's funny now, with it I'll toy... and when I direct it unto a subject around which I feel joy? ...... yup, oh boy... things heat up and mud becomes clear water, answers never far as long as I don't bother with problems long enough to be the daunter.. bless they be tho, as I let go, but not at the get go -- I like to feel the way the flow goes, what it's like to feel it at my toes, getting rise from tides that take me in with warm waves -- ya I like those. Is it just me? Cause I'm Loving my natural ability. To Be Me, freely, passionately expression forward in my personality... so is it me? Or is it the space I find that moves my mind and molds it into thought then words I would not as myself otherwise come to find? So wherever it forms from, it is for certain from within, guiding my ability to flow it freely, like a balancing act blowing in the wind -- really .. It's just a holding of a space. A thoughtless void speaking as the place, one of emptiness using my arm, my hands, my words, my face. Is it just me? I for sure know the answer is resounding as a YES, though at first flow these words start as sounding like a calculated guess. Well, I guess that's how it works this space that speaks through me. A broader sense of who I am is all I say that it must be. Makes me laugh and thus then hold furthermore this space -- this timeless place, just me and me. Thoughts are clear and run the same so as I speak in rhyme I find I find what I sought to seek in perfect time. I laugh again as I do not think a word ahead for when I do this space gives clue to clear clear clear my head. This is the place. This is the space. This is Who I Really Am. So it is just me.
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Karen
2/20/2013 05:12:27 pm
You have and will continue to Enlighten my Life
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Daniel
2/20/2013 06:01:14 pm
Life is supposed to be fun exclaimed me as your son!
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