Prove them wrong.
Yesterday was simply beautiful. I helped organize the Service and Celebration of Life of a family friend, a family who I hold close to my heart.
Seeing them happy despite the circumstances, made me forget(my pain). Seeing them smile, made me remember(my happiness).
That freckle right above your lip. The way you say, Unbelievable when I do something unbelievable. The smooth whiskey in your voice. The quickness of your mind. The silk in your skin. A kaleidoscope of gold when the light hits your eyes. Craze in your laughter. Your scent, like a fresh river. The pace of your walk; owning it, always. How I feel when you’re far. How I feel when you’re close. What happens when you touch me with your eyes. How you notice everything. How you think I notice nothing. The brilliance that swallows us. That first sight when we go long without seeing each other. Honey and milk got nothing on your words. The beauty of your angry. The illumination in your excited. The bliss radiating off you when you stand within my flawed arms.
Maybe you’re somewhere out there. Maybe not.
For all you hopeless romantics. Have a nice day.
Ever feel like turning your back on the rest of the world?
You might have a hard day when you’re pushed to your limits and people come stomping (ungraceful as hell) into your path who make it so much harder than it should be but don’t forget all the people who need you. I need you. Just think of the pleasures awaiting you.
That someone who ruins your day can just as easily walk away, especially if you threaten their hate with kindness, love, and goodness. What would God do…They want your displeasure and when you don’t give it to them, they’ll go looking for it somewhere else. Sometimes they find it. Let them be and keep your head held high.
Someone unbelievable will walk into your life. That person is going to make you feel like your shoes are slicker than Cinderella’s, laugh like that first puff, even make you contemplate gravity because you are flying. Too much fairytale, not enough truth? Maybe that person was you all along.
Keep it pushing lovely. You’ve got too much goodness to answer for.
This week has been unbelievably emotional for me. At times I feel like my heart is melting inside of my chest and other times I feel as if I’m cradling Pandoras Box between my temples.
I am full. Work. Dreams. Prayers.
Full of life. When I wake, my bones scream, “UP! NOW!” When I sleep, my eyes beg, “One more.. ONE MORE!” I am full of life and it keeps me up at night. No, it’s not once upon a time nightmares or boyfriends, it’s my life and desires flowing in and out of my consciousness defining my every thought and movement. My want is bad. My need is even worse. How bad do you have life beating in that chest of yours, Pretty? What is it you want most in life? Realize it and ENVISION. See your Dream right in front of your face moving seductively closer until you feel it brush against your ear and whisper,
“Come and get it, honey.” Yes, Master.
Kings and Queens, do you know why you’re special? You’re one of a kind. That simple. Stop comparing yourself to others. Can you judge a bird by how it swims? Can you judge a butterfly by how much weight it carries on its back? Let it go, darling. Let the filth of associations and judgments slide swiftly 10,452 feet away from you and be free.
Be yourself. And don’t forget to WORK, DREAM. & PRAY. Better days, lovely. Always.
If you want something, go get it! Nothing in life is free!!! But you’ve heard all this mumbo jumbo before. Yet I repeat for the people who don’t realize how simple it is to invest in the path which you want your life to follow; The path which would bring you more happiness. Why depend on luck? That’s not even an option for me since I might be the most unlucky as hell person to roam the earth. There is chance, but even that doesn’t last forever. Go ask any high roller. Work for what you believe in and always believe in yourself. Head High, Soldier! Stop mopping around, unwrap your head from all that negativity and pessimism, and throw life into your future, one breath at a time. If you want more work, then you better be someone people want to work with. Not willing to change yourself? By God, I hope you have brilliance and brains… No matter, Head High, Soldier. Hit those notes, dash that work, reach the heights, live the life.
Sit on your arse, fine. But the fruits of your actions will cause your destiny to dry up like the remains of a cracked lake. You look into the vast bed of nothing, seeing the weeds and wonder how something so vast could all of a sudden shrivel up like the skin of an ancient being. No rain, love. No action. No change. Don’t even act surprised when you see your dreams walk away on shaky twig legs, barely able to make it out of the room before they snap into a cloud of ruins. You could try to run and salvage, but if you let them take those first few steps away from you, something tells me you’re already too far to catch up. The sloth on the sly holds you in its grip. Principles baby.
Where’s your force? Chaos and nothingness. If you want to create something already envisioned in your mind; the job that would make your life financially easier, making your significant other happier, taking that vacation to paradise (the list can go on and on), everything will take some effort on your behalf. EFFORT. It doesn’t take a brain scientist to figure that much out. But the hardest part for human beings (in my opinion) is how much do you really want it? Where’s your force soldier? That is the ultimate divider. Do you feel a pit in your stomach when you think of your dreams because you haven’t yet reached them? Do you break out in a cold sweat when you’re so close to touching them, palms clammy as hell? Does the image of your destiny stay within your vision day and night?
I do/it does. And it pains me. But it makes me stronger in the sense that I not only know what I want in life but I can feel it. I sleep so little and I’m fine with that because my soul won’t rest until I get the thing I want in life. If I fail? Fine. So be it! But I’ll be DAMNED if I fail because I half-assed this thing called life.
Head HIGH, Soldier!! You’ve got dreams to pursue. You’ve got your own wishes to grant. Feel like taking a nap? Okay pussycat, when you’re done don’t forget that the work you left behind, just like my boy Newton said, is either collecting a layer of dust or has converted to untameable chaos. Choose your weapon.
I choose fire.