Paradise Lost

I lost my inspiration long ago
Not quite sure where it's gone to
Somewhere around the time we went our separate ways
You know that I still think about you...
I still think about you.

My heart could not bare to be alone
Or spend a long time without use
I know that it's not your problem anymore
But after all, you were my muse.

Until this very day, I stare into the sky
Wondering where things went wrong
I admit to making mistakes along the way
Mistakes that can't be fixed with a song

And although I've managed to move along
The things I said then, still haunt my days
I can't take it back now... No, I can't take it back now
"Forgiven" is a fleeting word we say

Ever since that time, clouds have hovered overhead
With thunderstorms hot on my trail
I'm just waiting for the skies to open up
But I'm well aware that ship has sailed

I pray that someday I'll wash ashore
Onto an Island made only for two
Then we can live the rest of days
Under the shade like castaways, if we so choose.

-JBird2000

Love is; Proceeding that which is beautiful prompts (blab)

Yair:

1: “Love is...”

Love is… Tear Love is… Fear Love is… Hard Love is… Difficult Love is… hurtful Love is… Beauty Love is… Desirable Love is… Wanted Love is… Courageous Love is… Understanding Love is… Communicating Love is… Infinite Love is… Indefinite Love is… Forever Love is… Strong Love is… Whole-hearted Love is… Whole-handed Love is… Whole-minded Love is… Heaven Love is… Peaceful Love is… Respectful Love is… Encouragement Love is… Thrilling Love is… Exciting Love is… Nervous Love is… Butterflies Love is… Salvation Love is… Endorsement Love is… Hands tied together Love is… Unity Love is… Conformity Love is… Solidarity Love is… Equality Love is… Rainbow-colored

Love is...

Lateral thrusts between bliss and angst,

Two enamoured silhouettes pressed against,

The captive boundaries of their shelters,

Safe in the journey, of colluded insanity.

Time passes their desires of ebb and flow,

With comfortable familiarity of red velvet,

Digging deeper the passion for stability,

Duality of two souls,

    -Wackychocolatef

2:

“Worth living”

Would you love me if I left you high and dry? Would you scream at me if I went off to war? Would you call me to jump in your arms? Would you hate me if I had died in battle? Would you call my life worth living if I could just tell you I love you? I love you, I love you... Would you call this world disastrous? Would you call this world a life of hell? Would you call this psalm of love in heaven? Would you call this pain a way of salvation and cannot disavow?

Would you call this pain a way of salvation and cannot disavow? Would you call my life worth living if I could just tell you I need you? I need you, I need you... How come my world is so dark, so black and white? Is it because of the hatred or because of my love? What could I have done to change all the things I have done? Would you still call my life worth living if I could just tell you I want you? I want you, I want you…

All the things I’ve seen, all the things I’ve heard, Never seemed so surreal and unrealistic, But now my life has turned around, For the better, for the worst, I do not know, But would you still say…

Would you love me if I left you high and dry? Would you scream me if I went off to war? Would you call me to jump in your arms? Would you hate me if I had died in battle? Would you call my life worth living if I could just tell you I love you? I love you, I love you... (2x)

3:

Today I realized something,That I need to say, I need to shout,Is that I’m scared of love, Scared of losing you.I was so sad last night, I just could not sleep, I couldn’t shut my eyes,Cuz I’m scared of love,Scared of losing you.And so I thought,Till the night was gone,I sat wondering, I laid thinking,Of all the things we talked about,And all the things I wish were true,And I came to realize,I’m scared of love, I’m scared of losing you.All my friends that I’m close

All asked me questions, Like about how I keep smiling, And I said, “I think of my gf, and I smile all through the day”. They all say, you’re so different, When you’re happy, Then I realized that I’m happy, Cuz I’m in love with you, And I’m scared of love, I’m scared of losing you. So, today I realized something, That I need to say, I need to shout, Is that I’m scared of love, Scared of losing you.

Proceeding that with which is beautiful?

Or, proceeding that which is beautiful? As I misinterpreted originally.

Proceeding, to proceed, to come before.

Or... as Google says:

proceed

prəˈsiːd/Submit

verb

1.

begin a course of action.

"the consortium could proceed with the plan"

synonyms:        begin, make a start, get going, move, set something in motion; More

2.

move forward.

"from the High Street, proceed over Magdalen Bridge"

synonyms:        go, make one's way, advance, move, move forward, move along, progress, carry on, press on, push on

"he turned off the road and proceeded down the long drive"

To begin, to move forward, to progress. Begin, starting.

Proceed has within it the implication of creation. Of birth, of life, of humanity. As opposed to "before", "previously"

There is also the implication of there being prior arrangement, planning, existing knowledge about the future.

Of course, these two musing are the mind contemplating the two definitions of the word presented.

To create something beautiful, or become something beautiful.

Is there much of a difference between creating something and becoming something?

How do we go towards beauty? Why would we want to? Is it a futile struggle? Will beauty fulfill the longing?

Sometimes I just need to be analytical, and look to history. Beautiful moments, what came before them?

Proceeding That Which is Beautiful

Which came before the surface

found it could see itself, and held

as filtered waves of clarity refracted from the face

composed the nothing it beheld

because to nothing it compelled

waves not of trees we never felled.

Proceeding that which is reaching

from behind the veil of hole

has no reason in the teaching

without reason without whole

• Aty

To create something beautiful, or become something beautiful. Is

there much of a difference between creating something and

becoming something? How do we go towards beauty? Why would

we want to? Is it a futile struggle? Will beauty fulfill the longing?

Sometimes I just need to be analytical, and look to history.

Beautiful moments, what came before them?

stream of consciousness, progress, carry on, press on, push on "he turned off the road and

proceeded down the long drive" To begin, to move forward, to

progress. Begin, starting. Proceed has within it the implication of

creation. Of birth, of life, of humanity. As opposed to "before",

"previously" There is also the implication of there being prior

arrangement, planning, existing knowledge about the future. Of

course, these two musing are the mind contemplating the two

definitions of the word presented. To create

• wackychocolatef  

Life Love Desire Personality Traitorous Endearing Mesmerizing

Dear Sweet Understanding Revealing Refreshing Gorgeous

Angelic Strong Resilient Stubborn Encouraging Pink Purple

Equality Community Deaf Hearing Hard of hearing Hair Body

Hands Heart Roses

• Yair

POTENTIAL Prompt - blab

Potential
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What is potential?
Energy that is yet to be used!

Mental energy, chemical energy, mechanical energy.

Insight, foresight, a longing for what can be. A way inward, finding ourselves, becoming the strongest version of ourself.

Potential is one of the hardest things to find in ourself, seldom does a person find potential without the help of others.

Potential is fleeting. Many times during my upbringing I was the kid "with so much potential". The capability to achieve but lacking the vision to see it through.

Every day is I find a new way to dig deep and find potential. The mind is a beautiful and versatile thing, so flexible but so fragile; A delicate balance in a thriving ecosystem  of an electrical sea.

When in doubt, alliterate:
Polly pollinated the prolapsed pupal, potentially pontificating the past.

• Jacob

Potential

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The bullet musters up in her kinetic

Shattering backwards through the crevasses unkempt

And through the pins and pricks of light

Erupts beyond the speed of sight

And into eyes unseeing

Where the target is not being

I am not alright, im blinded

The potential rockets trails

I am not alright, reminded

The potential sockets wails

The day began brimming with potential

And I matched the speed of what has become

Sluggish, burdensome,

Cumbersome

But yet am I yet numb?

NAY! Nor am I deaf or dumb

I am not alright, im blinded

Im here to fight,

Fuck the man fuck the man fuck the fists of vile corruption

Luck willing maybe I can but fuck the man fuck the lists written while

….the fucking dogs, the dogs cause a disruption

• Atypnoc

Potential

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I was told i had potential

that i could do great things

but nothing has transpired

into the glory that it brings

and so the bar gets lowered

as far as it can go

until it can get no lower

sadly stuck in limbo

Perspective is welcomed greatly

opinions come and go

focus is elusive

as well, the ebb and flow

• Jason Paul

The Incandescent Tree (Atypnoc's Story)

The Incandescent Tree (Atypnoc's Story)

Once upon a time there was a bend in a tree, which grew among other trees and lay among the rocks covered in mosses of different hues of purple.

The tree with a bend had a heart, which was aching.

Because as it had been growing, among the other trees, up from the ground with the rocks and the mosses, it had been burning…

But it swallowed the smoke and it made all efforts to conceal the fire, and the embers, smoldering…

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DiCaprio Birthday

Made in the Shack for my beloved GRANNY.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

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