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Gender: Female
Status: Married
Age: 37
Sign: Pisces

Country: US
Signup Date: 9/10/2005

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Thursday, June 01, 2006 

Category: Writing and Poetry

Unbelievable

This unison

It isnt uniform

Uneven, fragmented

Hoping that all gets fixed in us

So we can hold the whole

 

Unbelievable

This desirous hold

Incomplete halves corrupt

God in His form filling in the rot

Completing the uneven edges in our souls

 

Desperation, despair

Found in those,

Redemptive air

Breathe that covers and fills

Radiates from center

To couch to walls to home to whole

Filling us with Your love

 

Seek and find

Find and know

Know and be

Love

 

Let that radiate

A perfect testament

 

Unbelievable

Prayers fulfilled

To be hands and feet

Move through,

Past, Despite

 

Let our song be the redemption song

The one we sing to prove

There is no one who is hopeless

The one that is unbelievable

Currently listening:
Heaven Or Las Vegas
By Cocteau Twins
Release date: 03 June, 2003
Thursday, June 01, 2006 

Category: Writing and Poetry

Original voice

Body and Soul

Spirit too

Nice easy rides

Taken along with mild distaste

Pleasing to the mind

Displeasing to you

 

When all else falls

When likes disapprove

Wants unsatisfied

Needs crisp

Thoughtful needs still torn over

Thoughtful needs not met

Not realized

 

Tears over needs never verbalized

To you

Displeasing to you

Have I displeased you?

Needs on a sheet

Check off

Mark in blue, six for real

Real needs mark in blue

 

Have I displeased you?

Have my needs been approved?

Sat in silence

Avoided

Stolen what should have been given

To you

 

Never listened to You

Designing needs around stories

Opinions noted

Talk and talk and never matter

Pit of words

Black echo

Tearful

 

I wouldnt want to hear it

Would you?

Currently listening:
Blank Unstaring Heirs of Doom
By Jana Hunter
Release date: 25 October, 2005
Sunday, April 02, 2006 

Click here to see it in motion Twirl

 

Currently listening:
Music
By Carole King
Release date: 01 March, 1991
Sunday, September 11, 2005 

Manifesto The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

by Wendell Berry

 

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,

Vacation with pay. Want more

Of everything ready made.  Be afraid

to know your neighbors and to die.

 

And you will have a window in yout head.

Not even your future will be a mystery

anymore.  Your mind will be punched in a card

and shut away in a little drawer.

 

When they want you to buy something

They will call you.  When they want you

to die for profit they will let you know.

So friends, everyday do something

that won't compute. Love the Lord.

Love the world.  Work for nothing.

Take all that you have and be poor.

Love someone who does not deserve it.

 

Denounce the government and

Embrace the flag.  Hope to love that free

 republic for which it stands.

Give your approval to all you cannot

understand.  Praise iggnorance for what man

has not encountered, he has not destroyed.

 

Ask the questions that have no answers.

Invest in the Millinium, plant Sequoias.

Say that your main crop is the forest

that you did not plant,

that you will not live to harvest.

 

Say the leaves are harvested

when they have rotted into the mold.

Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.

Put your faith in the two inches of humus

that will build under the trees

every thousand years.

 

Listen to carrion, put your ear

close, and hear the faint chattering

of the songs that are to come.

Expect the end of the world.  Laugh.

Laughter is immeasurable.  Be joyful,

though you have considered all the facts.

As long as women do not go cheap

for power, please women more than men.

Ask yourself: will this satisfy

a women satisfied to bear a child?

Will this disturb the sleep

Of a women near to giving birth?

 

Go with your love to the fields.

Lie down in the shade.  Rest your head

in her lap.  Swear allegiance

to what is nighest to your thoghts.

 

As soon as the generals and the politicos

can predict the motions of your mind,

lose it.  Leave it as a sign

to mark the false trail.  The way

you didn't go.

 

Be like the fox,

who leaves more tracks than necessary,

some in the wrong direction.

Practice resurrection.

Currently listening:
Rejoicing in the Hands
By Devendra Banhart
Release date: 04 May, 2004