aLeX's profileunconsciously playing th...PhotosBlogListsMore  |  Tools Help |
unconsciously playing the game of life
|
|||||||||||
|
August 15 At Journeys End
Here draws he to he, the one towards the
other, Powerful his persuasion, Ever does
he feel the pull, the thought of him is
constant. His days spent yearning for him
and his nights filled with desire. His
immediate need, he'll move to serve, to
live and love, not die. His dying wish but
to ride the stream at journey's end, side by
side, there he will be.
Alex Jarrod Wick
Copyright ©2008 Alex Jarrod Wick August 13 Is their somewhere I'm supposed to be?who is this boy, this skinny boy. He walks the streets. This boy who soon realizes that walking is good, the best. So he walks, this boy, head-on, on-air, no hands, no helmet. Then runs. Running beats walking. Short-term. Why he decides to walk. Walking can go on forever. And the streets are almost empty. And there's somewhere he's supposed to be. So he walks and watches the buildings and the people he meets. He walks and he sees, studies them, the people, their faces, the upright bodies. He walks faster, says Read, and gets in his hand a newspaper. It is something about the world, something to do while walking. Walking takes you somewhere. So he reads the paper and he walks and he sees and he reads the paper. You're supposed to read the paper. Papers tell you something. So he reads and walks and sees while walking. But walking makes you wander. So he runs, until tired, then walks, fast, listens to music, puts earphones on, sings. Singing makes you listen to music. But. There’s still this place. This place in the paper. There's a man in there, in that place. And the man pays the boy, to walk the streets. Pavements. Johans. So he walks and makes money and listens to music, and watches the people, the buildings, the countryside; and realizes he enjoys nature, the trees, the open air, mountains, where he slows down. Stops. But. There is somewhere he's supposed to be. So he walks and sees and reads and makes money and walks the streets all-over again. But the streets are untidy now, there’s junk on the streets and he doesn't get paid for walking no more. So he lives off of junk and he sings and he reads in the paper ‘bout someone somewhere. And he walks and he sees this woman willing to pay him for performing a piece of work. So. He lives off of junk, he puts junk together and gets paid by that woman to execute a piece of work. That is some woman - and some junk. So he puts it together and suddenly understands that he has to stop. Wait. Because it's hard to walk and put junk together, and it is some woman and some junk and he smiles while he puts it together. Randomly. For the same reason nature brings up flowers, to kill time, to show off, to show the possibilities of chance. So he stops. For the day. That day. But. Killing time is an insult. And there is tomorrow. There is always tomorrow. And there's somewhere he's supposed to be. So he gets up and he walks. He walks and he bears and he walks. Walking takes you somewhere. There's somewhere he's supposed to be.
July 19 dis connected directions
Quote
October 08 BecauseBecause Because of you I feel alive Having your body close to mine My Aching soul, wounded in time Yet your love for me , Remain so strong Quicky healed and continue on Another night, within your arms Safety I find, Holding you tight Your burning desire for my success And you say, only the best yet to come Sometimes self absorbed, I lack to see Yourself, own life demanding So now I return, well overdue A chance to feel, My body, My love My Strength to help you through To feel alive, Because of me. Alex Jarrod Wick Copyright ©2007 Alex Jarrod Wick June 21 Shut Your MouthShut Your Mouth
How can you even say
My life I live the wrong way
I dance to the beat i choose
I need not explain or give reason
When I will never see you again
So go ahead and stare
Play Judge, Jury and pass sentence down
My only weakness, I will never share
Shut Your Mouth, I'll shut mine
Why does someone so young
Live life like this, Let me have it my way
Cause the look I have
Can turn a Good boy Bad
I haven't had a dream in so long
Just give me what I want
Before the good is gone
And a good boy, turns bad March 07 EclipseSitting here with the most wonderful Tracy, we have had yet another day of beautiful bonding and have enjoyed the chance to relax and unwind using this energy I cast this spell. "For any and all who may find this gift, it is my will that they feel their spirits lift. Blessings of luck and good fortune I send, Only positive things will this spell rend" February 23 ErrorErrorNever found simple and without error Alex Jarrod WickCopyright ©2007 Alex Jarrod Wick February 12 Presidents DayLiving in DC, now almost 10 years, I have never had both of my parents come and visit me until now. My Dad was here last year for a few days to visit, but the both of them together, it took ten years, and I had to make it a birthday gift for my Dad, which I paid for flight, hotel and rental car. Now, whats wrong with the picture here? Oh, well. It was nice having them for the weekend. February 09 BookMarksWell it has been a long time since I have made it back to my blog and so much has happend, but I have been busy and also trying to figure out how I was going to share all the websites that I find, This is what I came up with. Lets see if it works....
December 30 His Dark Materialshttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/His_Dark_Materials Sitting back in DC after my return from Ohio, I could't find the energy to go out on a Saturday night, Instead, I filled my head with yet more random, knowledge. I hope by tomorrow I find the energy to leave the house and not watch the ball drop on tv, again. |
|
|
|||||||||
|
|
