Well now really when we go back then to falling in love. And say it’s crazy falling. You see we don’t say rising into love. There is in it the idea of the fall. And it is goes back as a matter of fact two extremely fundamental things that there is always a curious tie at some point between the fall and the creation. Taking this ghastly risk, is the condition of there being life. You see, for all life is an act of faith and an act of gamble. The moment you take a step, you do so on an act of faith, because you don’t really know that the floors not going to give in to your feet. The moment you take a journey what an act of faith. The moment you enter into any kind of human undertaking in relationship what an act of faith you see you’ve given yourself up. But this is the most powerful thing that can be done surrender see and love is an act of surrender to another person. Total abandonment. I give myself to you. Take me, do anything you like with me. So, that’s quite mad because you see it’s letting things get out of control all sensible people keep things in control. Watch it, watch it, watch it. Security. Vigilance. Watch it police, watch it Gods, watch it , who’s going to watch the Gods? So actually there for all the cost and wisdom what is really sensible is to let go that is to commit oneself to give oneself up and that’s quite mad, so we come to the strange conclusion that in madness lies sanity.

i'm not quite sure

what it is,

exactly,

but it's something old

it's a feeling inside

that's crawling and alive

sleeping in the grass

and breathing in smoke

quick, take another breath in

feel alive as the smoke inside

covers your lungs in a deep fog

your eyes start to water with the effort to breathe

it's something else, you see,

the breathing in the smoke

it's the breathing of life

something else, it is

the tears begin to fall, one by one

each a marker of the roads you've walked

each a cry for help in a sea of loneliness

and the smoke, it takes your lungs

inhale, heavy exhale, something else

the smoke is killing you

it's killing me

as i cry for help in a sea of loneliness

i'm not quite sure

what it is,

exactly,

but it's something old

Pa calls me dumber than rocks all the time, especially when he asks for my help, but also when he doesn't. He called me dumber than a rock when I was sitting at the kitchen table stirring my Ovaltine and Ma was right by us fixin' breakfast on the stove. "I didn't mean to spill it." I said, cause I didn't and then cause he made me real mad I also said, "My name is Ralph, not Dumber, not Than, and not Rocks, and then he said, "You're dumb like a fox," and Ma said afterward, patting me on the back real soft, real nice, "That means he thinks your smart, Ralph." Why doesn't he make up his mind?

Ma calls me stupid, but never to my face, only when she's on the phone with Gertie late at night and she thinks I'm fast asleep, but I'm not. Sometimes I just lay awake for no reason at all listening to night sounds, the owls hoot and the squirrels scurrying on the roof, wishing I was one of them instead of me, cause they don't use words; just screams, barks, hisses and coos, which are much easier to understand and less likely to maim.

It would make me smile if Ma could call Gertie when I do things right, like turning the compost, or stacking the wood, or shoveling the snow, but she doesn't. She only calls Gertie to tell her everything I want to forget and hearing it again makes me sad twice in one day. I didn't mean to kill Miss Sarah's kitten. I only squeezed it hard because it was the cutest thing I had ever seen I forgot for a minute how strong I am. And I didn't mean to look in Mr. & Mrs. Gimbel's bedroom window next door and see them both naked. I thought I was supposed to go help people when they moan or scream. Gertie lives so far away, I never get to see her face when Ma tells her about my mistakes. That's what she calls what I do, mistakes, and then she always says, "He's just too stupid to know better. He's really not a bad person."

So if I'm a good person, what's so bad about being stupid, or being dumb? As far as I know there are lots of really smart people, that do lots of really bad things, and not by mistake. On purpose. And as far as I know, I've never done anything bad on purpose, so why can't they just let me be just Ralph, instead of stupid Ralph or dumber than a rock Ralph. I've never met a fox, but if I do, maybe I'll ask him, "Are you really dumb or really smart, and does it matter?" Maybe he'll answer and maybe he won't.

“I am dying.”

Said the Fire.

“I don’t care.”

Said the Water.

“I can’t help you.”

Said the Earth.

“I can!”

Said the Air.

The winds gust lifted the glowing ember back to a roaring flame- powerless was the ground, disappointed was the rain.

“Thank you" said the fire.

“I did it because I love you" said the air.

The fire did not reply...

By: Benz

©10-23-19

One of the reasons I can’t sleep

Is you

Two lips

Kissing me all night!

Three blind mice is also in my head

After singing it to her all day

Four Seasons’ songs singing me awake

Five Guys burgers also laying heavy

In my gut and

Six Flags like nausea swirling my head as

The room spins

Seven Flags waves splash my mind as I try to sleep

Whilst drowning in awake.

Probably no explanations needed… but just in case

:)

x

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http://www.fiveguys.com/menu

https://www.sixflags.com/

https://www.texasstandard.org/stories/in-laredo-its-seven-flags-over-texas/

https://www.visitlaredo.com/business/seven-flags-splash-park

Oh

and finally xxx

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P8JEm4d6Wu4

Hidden in plain sight

trying to camouflage

Blend in with my surroundings

And it works too well.

My ability to adapt to my environment

To notice subtle changes and nuances

that will help me hide

Leaves me invisible.

They don’t care what I have to say

Because they don’t see me.

All my life I am told to stand out

Instead of fit in

Think outside of the box

Instead of being complacent with my own corner inside of it

But standing out

Means putting myself out there

Taking the first step even though I can’t see the next ones

and even though I know I should

It’s easier to camouflage

To hide.

Because when you’re invisible

You don’t get hurt.

New waves

Of emotion

Flood the shores of my being

Crashing against the rocks

Of reality

Stirring me from

Half slumber.

What can this mean?

I hear you wonder,

As you look on from afar.

In truth

I dont know.

Nobody knows.

It may be a call to action.

But I just shrug

And walk away.

Me : "Have you all been hurt a lot in your lives?"

They : "Nope. Not really."

Me : "Ohhkayy"

They : "Why ?"

Me : "Well today I was reading some quotes and I came across one that I felt is relatable to you all."

They : "What was that quote?"

Me : I don't really remember who wrote it but yeah it was like, "Sometimes the most heartless people are the one who have been hurt the most."

- Adin

28 September 2019

People expect you to be a person that tries and thinks that isn’t being your real. Some want you to focus on something that makes you think they don’t want you knowing your truth is what you give.

They say be you be true but what if the you your being is true. What if your love they searched for gave up on. What if your that simplicity that works for their heart but they give up and in so much that their heart only sees the hurt and worry that was given in the past. What if you can bring back the spark in their life. What if what you give and what they do your so much of a opposite that y’all attract the most.

JUST WHAT IF!!!