ThIngs that TiCKles my moOd...: Archive

ThIngs that TiCKles my moOd...

November 2011

1 post

Shepherd, forgiveness, grace

When I thinks about the goodness of the Lord. I shiver… an instant quaking takes hold of me because it is then I realize I don’t do the right things. I’m so often confused about life and the next steps to take. Always wondering what is next. anxiously awaiting the next step. I look at everything around me and instantly feel overwhelmed. I’m tired burned out and make many...

June 2011

3 posts

December 2010

2 posts

a snowy pondering.. I think 5th or 6th...

city streets walking snowflakes falling Thinking…, Thinking about the time when snowflakes fall.. and eyes twinkled looking up puzzzzled by it soft, cold, magic wanting…, wanting to regress to fall back…making angels But these gray coats surround with sullen faces white washed stones But me, my colored insides-rainbow heart longs to peak through the crevices of...

September 2010

1 post

August 2010

5 posts

July 2010

2 posts

June 2010

5 posts

May 2010

10 posts

I'm his #1 fan!

He’s special… love springs from my soul’s fountain falling deeper and deeper Joy springs, emotions roars, he’s mine OO all mine…. ;oD I’m his BIG belly’s #1 fan

I’m experiencing a music explosion today… wow I’m on roll…. I guess “I can talk”… lol <3

March 2010

8 posts

4th installment

ominous tension, its teeth ajar— exploring thoughts of a not so distant past every breath is weighted head lowered formulating questions of god? or should I just fall? so lost, so lost in this wilderness of dejection

February 2010

15 posts

3rd installment

storm winds gust tightly knotted wool escapes—- twisted kinks damped in fury Rice krispy toes and a runny nose Oh! the wish—the longing to lay by a hearth Oh! the wish— to be a fire god! I will send my army of golden rays And wipe this dismal snow away

2nd installment

I weep walking through a storm of lustful wanting flesh eating whirlwind of an enamored dome, crash— extremities grow faint… the leaves fall and springs comes again.

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My new favorite blog. I’m Loving this blog!

We are always trying to escape man kind that conforms to the ways of the world religion is to some a way out but to some its meaning is restriction always trying to escape and return to wild beings we use to be hunting and gathering, wayward savages, going where the wind leads us but why do we choose such paths? when our hearts tells us otherwise participating in the forbidden, is it all...