These places slide
And move forward.

Here, read this...

The Depths of Maria

This song spins
Inside the depths
Of my mind -
And on occasion
The soliloquy
Takes a hold,
Tight grip -
Locked like...
Locked like...
A parasite.
A hold on
Communication.

I must convince myself
Of...This.

The dormant trees
Search for a victim.

Embrace the
Undertow.
Clear-headed
And conscientious.

Maria will save me.

This chaos is temporary.

New pattern -
Shift -
Erase.
The Past,
A sacrifice for Pele.

Unwound,
Unbound,
Unbroken,
and still...

How many ways,
Can we convey:
"I love you"?
Ti Amo.
Tsi ge yu i.
Taim i' ngra leat.
and infinitely so on.

I must confess
This
Emotion.

Beauty hands the cat
My twisted little tongue

I wrote that at 4:30 in the AM a few days ago. It was inspired by some amazing, life changing music, and my 3 muses.
I am proud of it, and that is rare.

I am moving soon. Looking for apartments now. Wow. Did I just say that? Yes, he will be here within two weeks. Its all up to when I can get a place.

"I would die for your grand illusion - I would suffer your nightmare psalm, but its all an illusion"

I can for once say that I am excited about life. My brain is working in a positive way. Weird.

Oh, Luna, I adore you. Let me bask in your light. Sliver and glorious.

So much, so quickly.

Taking my time is no longer an option - and I am fine with that. The stagnation was getting entirely too thick. The static was overwhelming. All I wanted was to be out - and out I will be, indeed. Others will suffer based on this decision, and that is unfortunate. But - there is no ill will, well at least on one part. The other, however, pain is all he will ever feel, this will never change.
Many lists to make. My organizational skills will most definitely be tested. The thoughts are chaotic. Getting from one end of the city to the other is going to be a real pain in the ass. But - once its done, its done. And what is moving forward can not be turned back on. The path is chosen, the motion is set. Let it wash us over.

I think I may actually make myself go to sleep early tonight, or at least, try my damn best. Who knows. My body does what it wants. There are just so many thoughts pirouetting in my mind. Plans to be made, things to be documented, graphs to be drawn. Isn't this exactly what I wanted? Yes, yes it is. And I can actually say that I am thankful, rather than staring out the window, wish what life was like in the other yard, grass on the other side. Go, me!

And the spiral swings...