Imprint
16:58 Apr 24 2016
Times Read: 750
All the sweet words in the world don't
account for the truth in the things you do.
Be real: There's nothing more attractive than that.
Have courage: Fear will never answer an "what if."
Be sharp, but smooth; The blade's artistic precision is ruined if edge is jagged.
Be honest; Lies waste other's, but more importantly, your precious time.
People worth good energy flock to those whose eyes aren't veiled by grand illusions. Courage to answer what ifs is better than wondering for life. Let your personality be the sharp tool you use as you leave your mark upon the soul of those you meet, and let your care be the smooth edge that let's them appreciate said mark. Accentuate that mark with the comfort that comes from giving no reason for them to doubt
All these pretty, sweet things, are just that, words.
Until you leave your mark.
A mark, that can't be erased.
A mark, that they don't want to erase.
Mind reader
11:42 Apr 16 2016
Times Read: 787
How'd you know to wear your hair like that
How'd you know to turn up that song
How'd you know them little tore up jeans
Was gonna tear me up and turn me on
Girl it's like you know me too good
But you barely know me at all
Yeah the way it's going tonight
You probably know I'm ready to fall 'cause
Baby you're a little mind, baby you're a little mind reader
Yeah that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down
It's like you knew those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah it's like your reading my mind
And girl it's like you got a crystal ball
Like you got a little gypsy side
It's like you knew that sweet perfume
That you got on was gonna get me high
Well how'd you know what I'm thinking right now
How'd you know what I was about to say
How'd you know to whisper in my ear
Let's take this party back to my place
Baby you're a little mind, baby you're a little mind reader
Yeah that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down
It's like you knew those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah it's like your reading my mind
Yeah that's what you are
It's like you knew just when to lead on in
And take my hand like you had it all planned
And girl you've got me figured out, don't cha now?
Baby you're a little mind, baby you're a little mind reader
Yeah that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down
It's like you knew those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah it's like your reading my mind
Yeah that's what you are
Oh ain't you girl
00:46 Apr 16 2016
Times Read: 795
♫But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I've tried
But it won't let me go
And I'm not a man who likes to swear
But I never cared
For the sound of being alone
"I am"... I said...
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
"I am"... I cried
"I am"... said I... ♫
Dreaming of You... again?05:54 Apr 08 2016
Times Read: 832
Dreaming of You
In my dream, I knew I drempt
as I passionately dreamed of you.
I did not blink, nor hesitate
as I ran my fingers, my kisses over you.
You welcomed me, as lovers do
your smile a flame a passion new.
Your brightened eyes, your glinted smile,
your embracing touch; All these I knew.
I knew I drempt and dreaming knew
how I, dove, in this in free form flight.
The dream twas quick and quick it was
but the fantasy gift, I would not fight.
Regret was naught, my thoughts all you.
Believing this oasis real in deserts fought.
O'er me this sensation blew
Of past O time investments bought.
New kindly dreaming kindly seen
this warm unseeming nightly jest.
This brick, this coal this hollow pull;
pulling all breath and will right out my chest.
In dreaming I awake in dream
kissing you deeply, apprehensive why?
Your figure sits, lays sitting lies
To your ears I lay my questions; why?
Your smile, your gift, your answer gives
such befuddlement in fan.
You pull me close and whisper such lies,
and tell it so, "because you can."
My heart grew heavy, my flight did slow
to an incomplete yet sudden stop.
The heavy broken sense in it.
no promise of love could top.
I would not fight this dreaming;
this heartbreaking dream of mine.
Where our breaths did meet,
our skin did dance and our fingers intertwine.
O joyous moments were these no?
Where I did not wish the dream to sleep.
But how happy are they O?
That when awake I do not wish to dreaming be?
Are they fake friends...
21:02 Apr 05 2016
Times Read: 849
Our desire to have and maintain friends or people close comes and goes with necessity and mood. Those that we consider true friends, are not always around but welcome your presence at any moment. They miss you, but understand life has its course.
But I've wondered, why keep any friends at all? Because you are lonely, or because of what they bring out in you? Are they there just for amusement? Some people have friends for any variation of these and other reasons that I probably can't even imagine.
I could try be me literal, or strict offer up my own definition of what a real friend is... and there has to be. Maybe not mine... but a clear point as to why you would ever call someone, friend.
if they weren't interested in your well being... and your growth as a person. Would you consider them friends? If they only wanted you around for the amusement mutually provided in the abscence of others... would you stand for that? maybe.
I mean... I've always wondered if we all had a forbidden of friends we kept in our circles. Granted, like mind gravitate towards themselves, yes... but... what about morals?
Could two people be friends if their moral outlooks on life differed greatly? Let's say, in a pair, Where one persons actions could possibly upset the other friends... the two differing morals would inevitably clash. Could you maintain a friendship then? How?
Hypothetically, two males. Their outlook on women, and how to treat them are complete polar opposites. One treats them as objects as the other values them as people. IT IS NEVER this black and white, thus I repeat, hypothetical all around.
Evidently... one of them is looked down on in society more than the other. Now, if all this is true... which one of these two suffers from being friends with the other? Why? I've made it too easy to say that the more "pleasant" minded of the two, will eventually be looked down on and prejudiced against, for merely associating with the other. Mind you they are "friends". Now what?
For the sake of modernism, let's go with fuck boy and good guy. Good guys reputation IS affected by who he keeps in his circle. And as he keeps fuckboy around, it bring his character into question.
blah blah blah yada yada... I digress. Because we dont know the nature of their friendship. how strong it is and how long it has been forming. let along if they've managed to simply respect one another and accept how they each are, but are great friends despite it all.
The benefits, from my experience, of having a friend, is one... wanting to be there for them when they have need of me. But also, what they make me feel, think and do. To the push me to be better. or not. Do they bring me down, or tell me to be more positive.
Cons? There are none, unless you like self sabotage.
Which comes back to the forbidden of friends we keep. They will call us out on our bullshit. THey will stand their ground and not give into our convictions. They will smile and tell you to fuck off if you won't be the person they know you are. They don't care that they make you angry because they are trying for you to be a decent person. And they won't let you keep a false sense of who you are and what you do. They don't push their morals onto you, but they know where the limits are.
The moral gap, tends to widen as people get to know each other, and eventually, the moral difference weed themselves out. That's life.
So it's not about whether or not they are fake friends. It's about the forbidden we each individually need, to math our morals and how we look at life. Sometimes to make ourselves feel much better, sometimes to be stronger. When the forbidden matches, it's a strong bond, not easily broken, and it's not from blind loyalty.
And it's these friends, I've been lucky enough to have met and kept close.
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