I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Carnival 2K11 - Nothing Sweeter Than That!
This was one of my best carnival to date. It's over but I had a blast - I think it was really special because it was the first time that I had so much family around me - my sisters, nephews, wife and brother in law. It was a carnival filled with new aquaintances - plenty party and alcohol. Family and Friends really add that extra sweetness to the vaval. I can't wait for next year. Unfortunately I don't have as many photos this year - but what little I have will be posted soon.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Mind Snatcher
Thoughts of you occupy my mind like grey matter does my brain
You course through me like blood does my vein
Poison me like the devils nectar, intoxicating
Taking me on an ephemeral mental trip, falling over you
Visceral pleasure muddling emotions
Delirium, confusion teetering between my fantasy and our reality
Unsure, unsure, unsure, of what is, what was, what is going to be
You course through me like blood does my vein
Poison me like the devils nectar, intoxicating
Taking me on an ephemeral mental trip, falling over you
Visceral pleasure muddling emotions
Delirium, confusion teetering between my fantasy and our reality
Unsure, unsure, unsure, of what is, what was, what is going to be
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
The Margins
It sucks when there is no one you can trust totally to share your thoughts and emotions with - when there is shit going on with you you don't feel comfortable enough to divulge to just anyone. I know this is of my making but it still sucks. I feel like the people in my life are just on the periphery of my life but not really in my life - every body gets a piece of me but not the whole - I feel like I'm on the periphery of life of the people in my life - filling temporary needs - but not really needed. This really sucks.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Muse wanted
I seem to be suffering from some sort of bloggers block - or some general lack of a muse(s). Save last night it has been a while since I have been here - what was once more favourite place. my sanctuary, my creative hot spot ; my respite from the humdrum. By usual suspects for blogging have seem to have taken a hiatus with out so much as a note to me - before my thoughts would keep me awake and beg that those thoughts be vomited on this page; but of late I lay awake with random, meaningless thoughts bouncing around the corners of my mind - unworthy of the effort to roll off my bed and log on to drive one stroke.
My gosh I have not had one experience in the last few months which just begged for me to put pen to paper - what the hell is this?
My gosh I have not had one experience in the last few months which just begged for me to put pen to paper - what the hell is this?
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Back again
I'm having a mini what the fuck moment and rather than lay awake on my bed - I figure it best to return to good old faithful; never fail me yet; always willing to listen; ever attentive ear - my best virtual friend. Just me and these black type case on a white screen attempting to channel my irritation away from my mind yet again. I loathe being built up only to be let down - then non-chalantly dismissed as if it is no never mind that I am upset and disappointed.
I am not extremely peeved but peeved enough to be here typing - followed by prolonged net surfing until my eyes are ready to bulge out my head; alternatively I may switch on the idiot box; no better idea - I'll go read this book I picked up months - if not a year ago and never got around to finishing, yes, that should work. Like I said my virtual best friend, always able to steer me right. Ok I'm off, going to get lost in the pages of my mind.
I am not extremely peeved but peeved enough to be here typing - followed by prolonged net surfing until my eyes are ready to bulge out my head; alternatively I may switch on the idiot box; no better idea - I'll go read this book I picked up months - if not a year ago and never got around to finishing, yes, that should work. Like I said my virtual best friend, always able to steer me right. Ok I'm off, going to get lost in the pages of my mind.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Forked tongue
You've met him before, that guy
He knows just what to say
When to say it and just how to say it
Stringing words beautifully
They caress you, touch you deep
You fight to keep your lady
Preserve your pristine
His words sinful, but licorice
Begging you to indulge
Yeah, you've met him
Every sentence stripping you
Closer to bare, every word off his tongue
Snatches breath from your lungs
Every poised breath, deliberate speech
Breaking you down, making you weak
Your lips say no, barely
Body screams yes, loudly
Yeah, you've met him
Occasionally you wish you had not
Damn it, his words
Sound so sweet to your ears
Feel gentle to your skin
Every now and then you want to let him in
Let thoughts become things
A careless fling
Yeah, you've met him before, that guy
He knows just what to say
When to say it and just how to say it
Stringing words beautifully
They caress you, touch you deep
You fight to keep your lady
Preserve your pristine
His words sinful, but licorice
Begging you to indulge
Yeah, you've met him
Every sentence stripping you
Closer to bare, every word off his tongue
Snatches breath from your lungs
Every poised breath, deliberate speech
Breaking you down, making you weak
Your lips say no, barely
Body screams yes, loudly
Yeah, you've met him
Occasionally you wish you had not
Damn it, his words
Sound so sweet to your ears
Feel gentle to your skin
Every now and then you want to let him in
Let thoughts become things
A careless fling
Yeah, you've met him before, that guy
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Happy Season - carnival junkie
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The Adventurer |
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Atlantis |
Oh yes it is here - one of the jolliest times of the year - the time of year where I get giddy and lose yet another small piece of my mind (and I freaking love it). The band launched on Saturday and I was center stage (literally) - I had a blast and that began the carnival season for me. God, I love this time of year - the feels of excitement and wonderment, the atmosphere, can not be aptly described with words. Yes, once again it is here - and I am thankful that I am alive to see it and plan on enjoy every minute, every beat, every bass drum, horn, sound, smell - every freaking aspect of carnival.
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