Taste

I can still smell your taste on my mouth.

Kissing tongues intertwining,

You and I have come together at last.

Pleasure for me, pain for you;

I didn’t mean to cause it, to aggravate it.

I go on today to say that finally,

My desire has been fulfilled;

Hearing you breathe,

Feeling your heart beat,

Touching you, and

Knowing you again

For the first time.

Kiss salty, lips hungry.

I am full now,

No longer empty.

No Longer

Thoughts wrenching my steps,

Hurdles no longer stump me.

Mind set, I make the jump.

Colors, low-key.

Jewellery on, fine silver, 925 Italy.

Nail polished up and down,

During the day this fills my time.

Prettied up inside,

The beauty reflecting

Into the smoke

Of the trail I travelled

On the planet with sun rays.

Go listen to your neighbourhood,

Hear the sounds in your space.

Fall into comfort with what you are.

Love the gift of the senses.

Know, though, wisdom and practice it spiritual warrior.

Treasure riches

Deep below the surface;

Of the coming tides

Occuring in the void

Where times are dark

And stars are dull,

Mechanical devices travel through air

While cupboards are being closed.

What does that have to do with anything?

They are sounds that are coming to me from afar.

Like the man who has yet to find my door.

One already has my heart.

He is the stock of the soup,

The talk of the town.

Another one, my everyday loop.

I celebrate with wrath his happy marriage,

And shoot stringers to the sky for the other guy.

Otherwise,

When I don’t get out of bed,

I feel the heaviness of the air,

The beads collected on my body,

The bombardment of it all.

Change my mind,

Create new ways to release blocked channels.

The energy must flow through me.

Dream state disturbed.

Stay where I am.

Relax.

Rest.

Recover.

Lay your body down,

Effortlessly,

Naturally.

Feel the object of desire.

Taste it with unknown pleasure.

Indulge in the movie of your mind,

Until you become free from its bondage.

Hieroglyphics still mysterious,

“Intriguing design” is my response.

Inner and outer worlds expand,

“Interesting” is his response.

Drawers opening and closing,

Ribbons and clothing.

Closets with bundles of sweaters

“Cheaters are not welcome”, I choose wisely.

“Divorce me bitch”, she oughta say,

“And lose the attitude, cunt”.

One thing after another,

Walking on dangerous ground.

Surrounding my body,

Not the approval of others,

But the longings of so many.

Forget about them,

Leave all opinions behind.

Judgments suspended.

Feeling hungry for chocolate.

Overwhelmed by being here.

Presence.

In the room.

Others?

Me.

You.

It is about being ‘normal’,

No, natural actually.

A little plump

With a voluptuous heart,

A healthy woman

Nibbling at her early adult years.

Empty spaces

Filled with food, and more food.

Find your uniqueness.

What to do in my place?

Find someone as normal as me?

As natural?

Think about cute guys,

Or taste the cocoa instead?

Dark chocolate will curtail the craving

More than milk chocolate.

Though it does not aid.

But sweet as candy,

Succulent and decadent as sin.

Finding words.

Never escaping me.

They are destined to my tongue

Like the sweet sounds of a gentleman’s voice…

Calling me for more.

I want to run away,

I want to hide.

My image is great.

The wretchedness inside

Is eating me alive.

Hello world, how do I get out?

My body is not “fine”,

For svelt I am not.

Beautiful, nonetheless.

It is difficult to remember

Loving the self,

And nobody else.

I am a pharaoh.

I am the ruler of my domaine.

I am the divine,

The ultimate;

I am immortal.

Day

Stillness is beautiful,

Shared or alone.

In time though, the music heals.

It juices my hormones,

Pumping my heart.

Dancing in the spaces I’ve created

In the Universe.

I am a shooting star,

No one will try to change it.

I am her favorite.

Here with people,

Young and olde,

I feel comfort in

The secret inner Kingdom.

It is my garden amongst the chaos of actions;

Forcing the times to change the light,

To live the desires of the night.

Simple beginnings,

Working for support;

Open to the process,

The dialogues are authentic.

Monologues frightening.

It is a safe place, here.

Heal.

And recover.

Effort does not mean “escape”.

Success is living the changes

Knowing loss is not true.

The landscapes are diverse

And the colors are bright.

Vibrating frequencies,

Consciousness falling.

Beliefs overwhelming,

Opinions forming.

Values understood,

Respected and loved.

Living freely from the True Self

Is the peaceful harbor

We are all searching.

Depths are deep,

But the rewards are the long term riches

That come by leaving instant gratifications behind.

Flow like a pebble in the river of life,

Don’t resist.

Hear the life around you,

Listen to the spaces,

And feel the presence of your being.

Know the vibes in the room,

Understand what life offers, in time.

It will tell.

Unanswered questions, learned.

Negative thougths rejected now,

Dwindling in the health of recovery

The mind is a tool

And using it wisely

Allows visions to manifest.

Climbing steps

The trails twist and turn,

Knoted hearts,

Let them be.

Release it all.

Let go.

Change is here.

See it.

It is available at all times,

You are loved far more than you think.

Inside

The tingle inside, erotic;

Electrifying my nerves,

Hairs waving to the music,

To harmony.

A balancing act with my arms,

Pumping up and down.

The rhythm strong and long,

I feel the sounds of the colors

In the eyes of the beholders.

Beauty is the thing,

So evident in all.

Exterior, gorgeous.

Interior, golden.

You, an adult.

Elevating consciousness,

He raised the floor,

From the ground to the roof,

The ceiling now higher.

I taste your calling.

Pure ecstacy.

Raw kisses,

We open our mouths.

Our tongues are twisting,

Back and forth we learn each other.

Routines?

I bite your lip, pull and tease.

Suck.

I come back and lick your tongue.

I know your smell.

I hear your voice in the silence of my mind.

So loud is shooting your joy.

I understand your love.

Tantalizing your buds,

My adrenal glands release.

Endorphins dancing in my veins,

I am dancing in an ocean of bliss.

Scattered chatters not found.

Only the sweet sound

Of the beat of my heart.

Soft in my chest, I finally feel it.

Down my spine now,

I feel our time,

Together in the dark

Standing front to front.

On the floor we meet.

Our feet intertwined,

Now we grind.

Like coffee beans, aromatic.

I want more.

You pull me in,

I was lost in the flurry.

Weightless seemingly,

Empty no longer,

The tingle inside, erotic.

This was inspired by the women from the “Cliterature 2010″, an event I attended in Kitchener, ON in January. It is for all the single men in my life, and some of the married ones too.

Writing

♥ A THOUGHT ♥

A thought comes in as a visual mental film varying in length and intensity. To rethink a thought will eventually turn it into a belief… we’ll get to that a little later. Right now, it is important to know that thoughts can provide a rush, or not depending on whether or not you believe in what promises that thought will bring, or has brought. This is where it gets interesting. A thought has to do either with the future or the past. A thought has nothing to do with the present. If you are “thinking” in the present you are thinking logically, like you do in the kitchen or you are creatively in imagination. When thinking logically, recalling information, or just wandering your body is still somewhere in time and space, on the earthly plane. And we have to account for that. And this is what life is.

A thought is an idea, a concept, a mass of potential energy that can hold a charge, either positive or negative, though it can also remain neutral, holding no charge. A thought is a wavelength that can travel to be manifested in the future or the past, or it can be stagnant and be manifested instantly. A thought can also remain a wall, or become a gate for those who seek the cosmic path.

One way to manifest a thought is to make it real by bringing it into consciousness, buy bringing it into presence. For example, bring it out of the mind and into one’s circle of life… bring it to one of the five senses. Make it real this way. Bring it in closer to you by bringing the experience closer. One way to do this is to write down your thought. Writing this with a pen on a piece of paper gives your thought weight, it gives it a voice; making it easier for it to manifest. Search out pictures, cut and glue them together, make a collage. (I’ll see what I can do about Air Canada flight attendants.)

Let’s consider “Reality”of two people being all of the physical matter that surrounds them, or just yourself if you will. And let’s consider “Reality” to also be the space in the context in which they find themselves, or that you find yourself. In other words, all physical matter that surrounds these two people, or yourself, as well as the space that surrounds them is their “Reality”; it is their dream materialized, whether they are aware of it or not. Whether they have done it consciously or not, it is what it is. Now take a moment in this new reality to consider the infinite possibilities that exist.

How can I change this… that…

♥ A THOUGHT PATTERN ♥

A thought that is rethought becomes a belief. You can interweave the fabric of life with all thoughts that you so choose to experience, whether they are a staple belief or whether it is just a new concept.

♥ REPLACING THOUGHTS ♥

What I am saying is that there is a way to be direct in writing, learning… Letting go of the old crutches, repetitive negative thoughts… instead give way to affirmations… new opportunities will follow and allow for an empty spaces, for they will be filled with a positive new thought.

Building your inner life… What will you think next? Do you already know? Have you thought this thought before? Do you believe in it? What is in it for you? (If there is something in it for you, notice right away it is your ego that is interested.) As new ideas arise, notice what it is. Have you had that thought before? Is it an action… do this, do that…? What is it saying? What is the message of the thought?

From mouth to well, manhole.

Leia Blake

Inspiration

Inspiration comes from inside and expands outwards the body’s core.

Answers To Life’s Most Important Questions

NOVA The Elegant Universe: Part I Einstein’s Universe

NOVA The Elegant Universe: Part II The Strings the Thing

NOVA The Elegant Universe: Part III Welcome to the 11th Dimension

Scrambled Ideas Without Much Logic

Ok, so say we are meeting face to face, over tea and crumpets to discuss, well, anything really that will keep us both interested in the conversation and each other, and allow for a civil, mature, decent conversation that will build personal integrity and permit an opportunity for developing understanding and feeling empathy. With time on our side, I begin the conversation with a monologue to give context of my state of mind, and of the adjustments to the most recent occurrences in my life…

Please note that this would not occur in real life because this is staged, and prewriten. Life doesn’t come prewriten… you write it as you go.

“The space in between thoughts… what is that? Do I even know it? Is there peace for me there? Am I at ease with the silence that presents itself in my life?

These are questions I pose myself as I sit alone. I am content. There is my answer. Also, have it known that within the spaces between thoughts there is peace and tranquility, which are both beautiful states to be in. It is also in the spaces between thoughts where you will find the answer to the most fundamental questions: ‘Who am I?’ Look intently and the answer will appear. You are that moment of no mind, the hollow between thoughts.

Drawing a comparison, to clarify my understanding of the difference between metaphysical topics and man made issues, I now ask, what about the spaces between events… what is that?

The spaces between events are also voids, yes. They can be filled with anything, or with nothing also. But if you are wheeling and dealing, playing an active role in society, then you will want to be ready for what ever may come next; mostly so you can maximize on the situation and build yourself, focusing all of your attention and energy on observing the situation and seeing what it needs, so that you can make it happen, and first too. Even if you are not wheeling and dealing, you can still be an active participant in life and be prepared as well. You can fill the time gaps, or the spaces between events with preparation. This way you are ready for the next event, and maybe even before it happens. Preparation includes all actions undertaken that makes ready for use or consideration. In preparing yourself, or ‘during the spaces between events’, you are getting out of bed, brushing your teeth, flossing (or need to be), taking a shower, getting something to eat (at any point of the spectrum, during the present era), making coffee, setting the table, deciding on what outfit to wear, remembering when was the last time you cleaned the litter box… those types of things… duties that need to be done regardless if there are any other events that are planned or not. You just prepare. When you are ready, you are ready on all planes: physically (everything is where it needs to be, and it is all there too), mentally (you feel open to life), emotionally (there are no lingering feelings that haven’t been dealt with). So, the act of preparation is inserted where there is a gap… where there is nothing. Be it “nothing to do” or just a time frame with no set activity for the moment. Where there was nothing, you put something. The nothing is still there underneath your something. It is not like the squeeze game off The Price Is Right where there are 5 numbers, you pick one of them, Bob Barker pulls it out of the sequence and then the remaining numbers squeeze together to form a new 4-digit number. Well when you put something where there is nothing, and then you remove that something… you will not squeeze out the nothing; it will still be there. You can plan your earth time and fill the space between events, such as with preparation, which will leave you ready for whatever occurrence comes next… but there will always be a nothing there, underneath that something. And this is golden… the nothing is where the treasure is. Let it happen. Let nothing happen. Feel the fear, live through it, and come out on the other side.”

Do you have anything you would like to add here?

“Making the link, can you see the difference in the two topics I wrote about above? One is of unlimited origin and infinite endings… the space between thoughts. It is forever, eternal. The other topic, the space between events refers to a man made concern… a planned, contrived and twisted turn of events all collaborated with a common selfish goal in mind… to build one’s identity: The Ego. Know this before you head out somewhere, and you will be on the lookout for other people’s motives, which can ONLY guide you toward yourself to discover YOUR innermost motives. WHY DO YOU DO THE THINGS YOU DO? WHY DO YOU GO TO THE PLACES YOU GO? WHY DO YOU STAY WITH THE PEOPLE YOU ARE WITH? WHY DO YOU CHOOSE THIS OVER THAT?”

These questions are all about one’s self. They are there to guide you to delve deep into your own existence… to examine your behavior and to understand your communication as a human being, to bring forth the joy in life. What are you truly saying? You want to know the truth? Seek someone who will give you the Truth. Remember, you will know it is Truth if it disturbs you, if it makes you uncomfortable and you don’t like what it says because it stirs something up in you. Don’t fear what you do not want to hear. QUESTION YOURSELF: Why do I not want to hear it? ANSWER: I don’t want it to destroy a picture or idea I have of myself that I cherish and spent so long creating and building and…”

Get it? It is all in vain.

This is interjection time. If you have any questions or comments, now is your time to shine…

Otherwise, I can continue on…

“What about life? What about natural events? Isn’t life a sequence of natural and spontaneous events? As the grinch says, “so desensitized by television these days”, when life hits someone square in the face, they immediately blame because they are poorly developed, and do not know to take responsibility for all that happens to them. They do not know they hold that power… they are asleep spiritually. Their creative spirit lay dormant and they know not of the mystic path… the ability to create your life’s path one step at a time, one decision at a time… one vision at a time.

This subject is dead. Do you have anything you would like to add? Now is your time.

“Moving on, the only thing that could ever matter is your reaction… to anything and everything. That is the real reason why things happen to us, to allow us game territory to figure ourselves out, to play the field with ourselves in getting to choose what works for us best.”

QUESTION TO POSE YOURSELF BEFORE UNDERTAKING YOUR CREATIVE STEP:

“Where do I want to take this? What do I really want to say? Am I trying to convey a message, feeling, belief? Am I just regurgitating my comprehension of this writing? Do I just want to be creative, and go with the flow… see where it leads me… What can I bring to this part of the production to make it original, to make it even more creative, or to add an innovative touch to it? What can be done to increase the power of this project? Can something accompany it to support or extend the message or meaning?”

Note: There is a difference between spontaneity and impulsiveness.

Another Note: Oh, and what is success to me? Success to me is achieving your goals. Therefore, setting a goal, achieving the goal, and being successful in that. Success holding a secret and deep inner knowing about your Self and combining it a bit with a feeling of achievement. It is about feeling valid, useful and intelligent, as well as knowing yourself well enough to estimate your abilities accurately by setting goals you achieve, and that allow you to be successful. Now there are many ways this piece on success could go*. It is up to you though, what is success for YOU?

*In today’s society, a fundamental and probably unconscious belief is that we humans are useful… that we are tools. Are we slaves? That depends on what the outcome of our action is. Though, we are masters of action and do, do, do is what we do. That is what we are, doers. This is the state of affairs today. Imagine it is the other way around for a moment. Imagine we are thinkers who know how to be, both with ourself and others. How would this change the world? How would this change affect you? And how would this change you? Or would it? Do you consider yourself a doer or a thinker? Why? What are the most recurring actions if you are a doer, or thoughts if you are a thinker?

Dance And Hits

Music works for me when I am faced with silence… until I eat the void.

Author and Speaker Vernon Howard

A great teacher, mystic and enlightened man, Vernon Howard knows the truth. He writes it so clearly, plain and simple.

“Don’t wander from the safety zone of Now. During your day, observe how your mind slips backward to yesterday and forward to tomorrow. Catch it. Pull it back. Pull it back to where it belongs – in the here and Now.”

My question now is, now that I am in the Now, what do I do now?