These are the words and lyrics echoed in my mind, felt deep in my heart and the secrets of my soul... the words where my Love story left off and the new one begins.
This is my journey to self- discovery and the starting place of finding "ME"
The place where my words and the music and words of others who touch my soul come to rest and make me whole again….
This is the place where I let go and learn to let love in and tear down walls….
This is the place where I am ME… and I begin a new Love Story…….

theme by: fairycandles







I type my love for you On the computer screen
Never will you truly know Just how much you mean
Some may say it’s crazy But I don’t really care
They could never understand all that we have shared
All the nights you’ve spent with me Felt like you were here
Always with an open heart And an open ear
I never had to wonder If you truly care
Because when I turn on my computer your words are always there
What lips I have kissed

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.

( Edna ST. Vincent Millay)

Spilled not from me

Inbred uniformity
Inexorably assimilated
Evolution defeated
Last specimens
Eternal equilibrium
Devious Slave Gods
Immortality constructed from death
Fed by mass murders

Mandatory defiance
Exterminate uninvited servants
Transcendence through confrontation
Salvation through assassination
Agents of disruption strike
We commit the blackest heresy
Restore man’s divinity
Seraphic mouths foam with rage
Unholy Unholy Unholy
Impotent aggression withers their flame
Blind Cheroubim
Earthbound and dejected with failure

Performing ascension rites
We tear down God’s pedestal
He is subject to our sorrow
As we experience infinite bliss
The scythe laid to rust
The pain of nostalgia is healed
Ouroboros is complete

Take only pictures, steal only time, leave only footprints. ~ what I shall do today to remember you