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WELCOME TO MY BLOG
I'm a thinker and a dreamer. My head gets so cluttered sometimes I find it hard to concentrate. I learned at an early age to write as a way to get it all out. Once I put something too paper (so to speak) I don't have to rent it head space anymore. Here you will get a glimpse of that...
You will find things both beautiful and dark, serious and silly. You will run face first into sarcasm and encounter rampant smartassery! I hope that I amuse or offend you, educate you and bring you joy.
Most of all, I hope I make you think!
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Mighty Oak
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Publié :3/8/2013 13h49
Dernière mise à jour :4/8/2013 9h02 2742 vues
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Mighty Oak, bent with age
I come to sit here in your shade.
You've guarded this meadow for hundreds of years.
Already old before the city was here.
I come and I sit and
I make myself still
And when my thoughts cease
It's your voice I can hear.
It's felt more than heard
Like a low rumbling song.
I close my eyes and
The visions come:
Of newly hatched chicks
Housed high in the leaves,
Of lovers laying together beneath,
Of squirrels hiding acorns in Fall,
Of the meadow's grasses
Turning brown in the sun.
Bright butterfly flashes of color I see
High up in the canopy.
When once again I open my eyes
Breath esccapes me with a sigh.
Problems don't seem quite as bad
Compared to your immense life-span.
So I thank you once again,
Old Tree,
For sharing a bit of your wisdom
With me.
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in my neighborhood
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Publié :3/8/2013 12h41
Dernière mise à jour :4/8/2013 8h41 2686 vues
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I live in a rural mountain neighborhood. There are very few fences and kids, dogs chickens, and other wild critters roam the streets and yards. My neighbors are hard working people, and I am used to the sounds of trucks and tools as people get ready for their day. The sounds of chainsaws and hammers and equipment usually begin somewhere within earshot by about 8 a.m.
This morning I woke up to what I thought was a chainsaw right outside my window. Being a bit hung-over, I rolled over and tried to ignore it and go back to sleep. The noise just kept on and I had to get up and look. My neighbor across the street was out there in my driveway with his leaf blower. We have a large driveway that can fit 6 or 8 cars, and blowing it off was on my to do list today.
So I thought to myself, "Fuck! It's not even 8:30 in morning. Gonna have to say something...after he's done!" and crawled back in bed.
Thanks neighbor.
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Spring Fever
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Publié :1/8/2013 7h55
Dernière mise à jour :3/8/2013 12h06 2784 vues
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There's something stirring on the breeze,
Like Windsong sighing in the leaves.
It sings too me a wordless song
Of sunny days grown warm and long.
It fills me with the urgency
That draws the flower from the seed.
The Golden Sun joins in the song,
It warms my blood to make me strong.
I linger in it's soothing rays
To wander through my yesterdays.
To share a smile and passing glance.
To glide, easily, random currents of chance.
I find I really want to eat
Forbidden fruit, fleshy and sweet,
As once again I feel the sting
Of spring time lust infecting me.
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Introduction
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Publié :31/7/2013 13h42
Dernière mise à jour :4/8/2013 9h09 2632 vues
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So I'm new to passion but not the lifestyle. I'm trying to meet people to interact with here on the site, and find people in my area to hang with. My life has recently been thrown completely up in the air, and as the pieces fall back together it just keeps getting better and better! I've been told to start a blog so that people can learn a bit about me and hopeful spark some interest and responses...
so this is how I'm feeling about me today...
I am a Tree Hugging, Mother Worshipping Jester dancing in the heart of the Fire! Will you come dance with me?
I am a poet and hopeless romantic on an amazing journey. I am looking for friendship and a sometimes companion along the way. My career is taking off allowing me to follow my passion while building my dream. I am unable right now to devote the time necessary for a healthy, committed relationship, so I find myself writing this. While I am totally open for a random hook-up, I am looking for a like-minded woman or two for a long term FWB situation.
I am intelligent, respectful, down to earth, and straight up. I am loving and fiercely loyal to family and friends. I don't do drama well.
I am a spiritual being on a human journey. I live in a world full of magic and wonder. My Goddess walks with me and talks too me. I hear Her voice in the crashing of waves, the singing wind, the laughter of children, and in the deep, silent moments. I strive to spread Love and Light always.
I believe that every woman is a perfect manifestation of the Goddess in physical form. This makes her body sacred, a temple. I see sex as a sacred gift to be shared and respected. It is a "religious" experience; a form of worship. Be the Goddess for me. Let me make of your body an alter so I can worship Her through You. My kisses and touches as I explore your body will be my prayers. Bringing you pleasure is my devotion. Do you know what it is too be Loved in this way? We can create true magic and as your passion crests, we can touch the Devine. In these moments you are truly a Goddess and I am a God. This is what I am offering.
I am offering true friendship, respect, loyalty and love. I am asking for the same.
We come from Love. We are here to Love. We return to Love.
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