Our Creators

Saturday, July 20, 2013

what you see is me


what you see is me is you is us in reflective assimilation of our combined thoughts mashed into an array of silent stares and missed wonders for all our timid cares its the splash in the mirror the drop on the ocean the thing on the wall its stretched out its shortened its you its me its us all. . .

Friday, July 19, 2013

Swurley wirly twinkle twurly


going round in circles round and round we go with no one to hold us down and nothing to stop us going around and around tipsy turning mind in whirling swirling such a classic mission the one of turning

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Ocean of Dreams


Step wide when you step inside step in and never let your heart go out its not just a cloud its not just a scream its an entire ocean of dreams a lifeline to the unhappy a light to the dark its the magic inside that build our lives and stepped outside in our oceans of dreams . . whatever 

Share a little love around the world

Its not meant to live outside in the shadow its not meant to be around the corner its should be where you are it should live in your heart its a little thing called love if you try it some time you will see the the world turn its frown upside down!




Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Well aint it pretty such a red

So there is days that your heart is filled with it, your mind overflows from it, it is the anticipation of something that doesn't end, the frustration of some one that just doesn't stop, the lost the unfounded, it is the heartache and realizing it's fake it is the burn yet the sanctuary found inside, the regret the things that's better left unsaid. . . I guess that's why it just plain red!


Wow what an emotional tidbit that came to be. . . .well back with some fuel for tomorrow thanks world

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

When the color fades away just find a way

So as I look back to the bunch of post of the past week and wonder what happened inside myself to have been so dark wow just so much black paint utilized in no real effective manner I can but only whish for some color and bang it explodes . . .suppose its the way things go must be the clicking finger having a emotional breakdown there. . . .

just think bubblegum and chew

Monday, July 1, 2013

Another what was I thinking day

Its an odd feeling finding yourself an hour later and all you have to show is a blank canvass empty mind emotionless gut and just this small tingling desire that somewhere inside a master piece is hiding wanting out needing to explode into the world but you look again and all you find is . . . .blah blah blah the aliens must've taken it sorry maybe tomorrow will be a better day . . .