Under

In the past three days I have used this word more often than I would have liked. I had been under this or under that, and it wasn’t until this morning I realized exactly how much underage I had achieved.

When I left you Friday I had no intention of completing the “under” list. It was not even on my radar but it seems great progress has been made. Will you let me toot my own horn and show you what got checked off my “Under” list? 

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Darkness, Puppet, Mirror, Sponge

Words and time escape me, some how rearranged me. Leaving me to feel like a motionless puddle of black goo serving no purpose at all. Everyday I search, seeking only to stop the never-ending spin of the vortex I now ride. I am conquering darkness.

Smiles and laughter are void, not by design are they there. Like face paint from a clown, I wear this smile. Distorted and disguised I muster up not my voice, and yet I hear a laugh. I am a puppet.

Images of beauty do not move me, numb I am to sight. Grappling in the darkness I hide behind my rainbow. I desire to feel the warm of red. Still I put before you these images of beauty. I am a mirror.

Expanding, absorbing I gather pain. An emotional bottomless pit I take in what has been cast out. I throw out self-regard; please do not empty what I now hold. I choose to be a sponge.

All these things I am and then I am not. You are all these things and then you are not.

There are hidden darkness warriors, make believe puppets dancing pretty on strings, imaginary mirrors reflecting beauty we cannot see and then the absorber, the sponge.

I am a sponge. Absorbing and expanding, seeing all that is thrown out. This is my synopsis of expansion and all that I absorbed this week.

Before you pass up that simple interaction or that post you just read look closer. Which describes what has been presented? Let them know, honestly, allow your self to absorb. Show someone today you can be his or her sponge.

Peace my friends

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What the (Bleep), Can You (Bleep, Bleep) Thank You

I have been sitting here this morning reading the lovely comments on whether to schedule or not and by the way, I have decided to just be free. But I will look at editing my layout when time permits. Thanks Ginny The Sock Monkey, I needed that validation.

Like I said, I have been reading comments and was listening to morning television jibber in the background when a most alarming theme emerged. It made me take notice and ask myself, “What happen to the English language?” Where are these people when I play Scrabble?

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Listen to Words But Hear The Tone

Sitting in a local coffee shop a lady was deep in nothing thoughts. Thoughts we allow to enter our consciousness just to fill the emptiness. Scanning the rest of the thoughtless patrons her eyes stopped on a very business like woman sitting alone against a street view window. “What nothing thoughts was she thinking, why was there such a lost look on her face?”

Not wanting to get caught staring in questionable wonder the lady looked away. It was as her eyes settled back on the dancing liquid rings in her cup she heard the entry bell ring; another thoughtless patron had arrived. The lady noticed the shadow as it passed her seat but paid it no mind, “heading to the restroom,” she imagined. But the thought was broken by the sound of a voice, “Mary, how have you been, I haven’t seen you in long time?”

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