Share Your Beautiful Smile With The World More Often!

Divert the Subliminal Messages

I am Thinking Jubilantly Exhuberant Refreshing Thoughts

The Reality of Truth

Giving yourself permission to be crazy
Is acknowledging that you are
Which is, of course, acceptance

The Birth of Light

Good Citizen Goodie MoonDrop

For my therapeutic assignment I am to leave my place of seclusion called home and go to the library.

At the library I am to interact with the librarian inquiring as to her services as a research assistant.

Instead my head is telling me to stay in bed and do nothing but sleep my life away.

Away from this self imposed treachery present in each one of my steps.

The temptation is strong to escape to dream land

Very strong, attractive, luring

And then so says the reasoning part of me

No. let's not do nothing, let's do something

Anything but nothing

So here I am blogging apropos of nothing

Very apropos toward my greater good

Now off to my domestic responsibility

Squeaks, Chirps, Caws and General Freak Noises

Why is it when I think of a "marshmallow factory" I sense an onslaught of a potential existential crisis arising? Is it because I'm just bent that way? You know... inclined toward becoming cross-eyed, catatonic and ungrounded over such things?

I guess it's really not the marshmallow factory as much as it is imagining the place, the people, the product.

There is definitely a lot tied to these jet-puffed confections...

Deselect the Blogger Image Gracefully

over the course of many maps i follow the path that leads me to magic places
i trudge relentlessly with otherworldly
heroic effort
many methods take me to many worlds
and they are always worlds of great discovery

for all my efforts, through the rough and treacherous tumble
i manage to unearth treasures

sometimes these treasures come in the form of glass
looking glass
glasses
a crystal ball
something to s e e through

this time what I saw through my glass
showered me
showed me
just how indredibily deluded I was
I once was
and surely still am
in ways
i haven't seen yet

The first words beyond that of the obligatory type

have yet to affect me as completely as they have the potential to and we exchanged so many bright ideas I'll be here contemplating you till the cow jumps over the moon...

Literally Everything by Abigale Rising

I search out patterns

All the time

What am I looking for

I have to know

Or at least have some sort of idea

I feel like a question mark

Constantly hanging on to the

End of what I think is real

Since I am here for the duration having signed up for the bonus package...

I should like to permanently be rid of this black cloud of a shroud I'm engulfed in since it feels as though I've escaped its clutches for this moment

How much time do I have having escaped? I've sidestepped that chronic state of mind, breathing in clean gulps of elucidating data

It isn't a rare occurrence, this bit of awakening. Or should I say, this type of emergence. It is of one type that I find myself in, and in doing so I think I'd like to spend these particular moments on vacation.

Minessa's Travels Through a Town Called Tyler

I get the feeling that I am at least one thousand one hundred and one one-hundredth of a thousand steps ahead of the game

I ask again just how many steps I am ahead of this game?

I can be the shiniest thing in sight

I am surprised a giant crow hasn't scooped me up

And added me to his goody cache of shiny things

The Contemplating of Knowledge

I feel it is my duty, my responsibility as a person to learn all I can about everything I can.
As if it is somehow incumbent upon me
To contribute what I learn
To all
Of Humanity

Sand Art (click on Image for full view)

You are what you think of all day

You are what you think of all day You are what you think of all day

You are what you think of all day

Space in Togetherness

Corral Reef

Flora Italia

Snail Trails

Backdrop to a Dream

Rain and Me