I’m Broke

I jumped without looking

Or thinking a bit

The choice was not mine

It all seemed to fit

Straight off of the cliff

I decided to fly

Not knowing the how’s or the reason why

It’s more like I was pushed

And not jumping at all

Regardless of the beginning

I started to fall

And fall, yes I have

But fall is not right

I already fell, before I started my flight

Down, down I go

Faster and faster, towards land

Until finally I rest, among the rocks in the sand

I’m broke

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*whitenoise*

Moody

The highs are followed by lows. I cannot seem to be content. I am always looking for more. What I get is never enough. Always questioning motives. Never knowing them. It’s enough to make me say enough! But, I cannot do that either. I am caught in the loop of intense desire shadowed by the intense fear of screwing up. Not me, but you. I hide in the shadows because it is best. Not for me, but you. I think I know & yet I know nothing. I feel your tender caress and it is followed by a hard uppercut. But, again, was that the intent? Or is it just a case of misinterpretation?

You

When the sun comes up in the morning

Until the moon goes down at night

I stop, I sit and I think about you and I wonder if it’s alright

Cause only God knows just how it will be

When the time is just so right

There’s only one thing that’s on my mind

Every morning, noon and every night

And that’s you

You

You’re in my heart you’re in my soul

You

You

The only one to ever let me know

That love is true and that love is real

That it’s more than just a dream

You’re everything that I’ve ever wanted

You’re the only one that I need

You

SOMETIMES IT RAINS

ALL THE PASSION AND LOVE
INSIDE OF ME
IS TRAPPED, HIDDEN FROM ALL
FOR ONLY YOU TO SEE
THE REST, YOU SEE, WOULD NOT UNDERSTAND
I AM CERTAIN YOU ARE PART OF A PLAN
I SAW THE LIGHT INSIDE YOUR EYES
IT WILL FOREVER SHINE AS THE STARS IN THE SKY
FOR A MOMENT, ALL WAS RIGHT WITHIN ME
EVERYTHING ALIGNED AND I COULD SEE
THE ONE I HAVE DREAMED OF AND SAW WITHOUT DREAMS
YOU LIVE IN MY HEART, THERE ARE NO STRINGS
BUT TIME IS CRUEL AND DOES NOT CARE
THAT I AM HERE AND YOU ARE THERE
ALL I CAN DO IS ALL I CAN SAY
I JUST HOPE THAT SOMEDAY, SOMEDAY COMES MY WAY
FOR IT IS STUCK IN MY HEAD, MY HEART, MY SOUL
THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT YOU, I CANNOT LET GO
EVERY SIGHT I SEE, EVERY BREATH I BREATHE
ONLY YOU. YOU’RE ALL I NEED
AND THESE THINGS THAT I FEEL
WITHOUT THE TOUCH OF YOUR SKIN
BUT KNOW AND BELIEVE
THAT YOU HAVE TOUCHED ME
AGAIN AND AGAIN

Seriously…

Just wondering right now. Does anyone see this rambling mess of a glimpse into my mind? It may be for the best if that answer is no. I would hate to be any sort of twisted influence on anyone. If I were, I would also hope they would tell me. I am a firm believer in that everything we experience defines who we are. Even me doing this now is affecting me, changing me. For better or worse, who’s to know?

Energy

Ok, before I start this ramble, know that I know nothing of what I am speaking. I do that a lot! So….

Think of hydraulic cylinders….now fill them with a gas that gets hot when compressed and has a lot of rebound potential…now have them connected by a shaft that is all started by an electric motor….use the electric motor to compress the first cylinder, it generates heat which is turned into electricity via a thermocoupler, and then the rebound compresses the other cylinder and generates more electricity….continues on until the motor has to kick in to aid in compression of the initial cylinder….now have it inline with a vehicle to use that momentum….hmmmm….crazy? Probably! But hey, that is me!

So, any one who knows what they are talking about reading this? Lol…probably not…but if ya are…figure it out….it should work somehow….got to figure out some kind of new energy generation system….don’t we?

Things left unsaid

Oh, how it sucks. The constant desire to speak. The words are diluted. Thoughts incomplete. Unable to speak from the heart. Fear of repercussions. Not against me. I care not what they think about me. My path is set. Appearance matters. I worry, only about you. Maybe I shouldn’t. But I will…until I know otherwise. All I can do is love…you. Do I say too much? Or not enough? The journey has just begun…