Thursday, May 23, 2013

Dancing With Insanity

dancing on the verge of insanity I abandon ideas seeping in, seedlings, needling at my peace. I have to stay on my toes, though I feel like I'm stumbling, abruptly struggling to see clearly. I fear the dark, and I'm afraid of making nothing of the little bit of something I've been given. I don't mess with ghosts, though I've got some skeletons in my closet, deep secrets which I attack with a pad and a pen. untamed thoughts break free from their sentence confined to my mind, an unending stream of conscience, and my conscience is full of illogical nonsense. and as I progress in my maniacal professions and unethical questions, I sense a hesitant confession, my obsession with beautiful things, flowers and white mountains. I'm astounded by mother nature's sexy ways, and her sometimes bitchy behavior. living life mixed with a little bit of danger, what can I say, I'm a heathen with a philosophical nature.


  1. " I'm astounded by mother nature and her sexy ways, and her sometimes bitchy behavior." That's incredibly accurate and flawlessly worded :)

  2. What she said. I was just going to comment on the same line. Mother Nature is a snooty little bitch lately.

    I don't have much to say here, but I just wanted to let you know I was here, and I read it.

  3. Sometimes I feel I am there too. In the middle of a road, aw stricken, just thinking about the magnificence of this world, of truth, of reality, just in the middle of everything, when nothing seems clear, there is this clear answer that lies right in front of me, and there is nothing but it.
    Its magical in here.
    We get everything we look for, no matter whether it exists or not, nature creates it for us.

  4. Without the danger I don't think I'd know i was alive.


  5. I dance with insanity every single day x