Instant thoughts. (add yours if you like)

justam

For example, right now, if I said what was on my mind it'd have to be a boring comment-->

I feel really happy today but my eyes are so tired they feel like they are gonna fall out of my head because I've been reading music all day. :shock: :shock:

g under p

"Have patience with all things, but chiefly have patience with yourself. Do not lose courage in considering your own imperfections but instantly set about remedying them -- every day begin the task anew."

Saint Francis de Sales

For those who made need a bit of a uplifting

Peace

CHANGEinWAVES

The term LOVE shouldn't be said until you're sure it isn't a lie

prism

CHANGEinWAVES wrote:

The term LOVE shouldn't be said until you're sure it isn't a lie

how so very true.

much like TRUST...it truly should be earned and shared...

not just be given or taken based upon lies.

justam

In my opinion, I think some people just have trouble getting their definitions of love to match.

megatron

long distance is dumb. one bad call can seem to ruin it all. it's like a prison visit. don't let them leave mad. oh well. f it

dimitrispearljam

nice dont wake up early for work

PearlOfAGirl

My thought for today... It's going to be a very emotional day for me, and whether anyone responds to this or not, it just makes me feel better typing these words and actually seeing them. It helps in healing my emotional wounds...

the wolf

HeartShapedBox wrote:

My thought for today... It's going to be a very emotional day for me, and whether anyone responds to this or not, it just makes me feel better typing these words and actually seeing them. It helps in healing my emotional wounds...

Stay strong HSB, it's for the best. I'll be thinking of you.


-steve

CHANGEinWAVES

That made me smile

eyedclaar

justam wrote:

eyedclaar wrote:

That's what I thought. I just get tired of thinking someone has posted a new piece of writing when I gloss over the index, only to find some boring ass remark that has nothing to do with writing or art. I do know what you orignally intended and it was a good idea.

I think if you don't expect much from this thread (meaning it might be FULL of boring ass remarks) it works. As a whole, it has a way of being okay and useful for those of us that add words it.

Fine, fine, I don't want to rain on everyone's parade, but if this is how it is going to be used, shouldn't it belong on the AET? How does it belong here?

Ms. Wes C.addle

My dreams no longer fit my life.

pearljgirl2010

HeartShapedBox wrote:

My thought for today... It's going to be a very emotional day for me, and whether anyone responds to this or not, it just makes me feel better typing these words and actually seeing them. It helps in healing my emotional wounds...

it will be emotional for you, but you will be ok...and we're going to be here to help you through it!!!
xoxoxo

justam

eyedclaar wrote:

justam wrote:

eyedclaar wrote:

That's what I thought. I just get tired of thinking someone has posted a new piece of writing when I gloss over the index, only to find some boring ass remark that has nothing to do with writing or art. I do know what you orignally intended and it was a good idea.

I think if you don't expect much from this thread (meaning it might be FULL of boring ass remarks) it works. As a whole, it has a way of being okay and useful for those of us that add words it.

Fine, fine, I don't want to rain on everyone's parade, but if this is how it is going to be used, shouldn't it belong on the AET? How does it belong here?

I believe it belongs here because it focuses on feelings more than anything else. The internal states of people. Even though it may seem trivial to you, it's not.

eyedclaar

justam wrote:

I believe it belongs here because it focuses on feelings more than anything else. The internal states of people. Even though it may seem trivial to you, it's not.

I don't think people's feeling are trivial. I just don't know what they have to do with art, unless turned into a piece of art. I mean, even the OP didn't intend for this, so I can't be that out of whack here. However, I will leave it alone.

dimitrispearljam

deja vu

justam

So, just put up what qualifies as art to you and don't worry about this thread. :geek:

chadwick

My hair
the electrical journey
across my skull, the curled ends.

The ends
are torches
bringing in madness
and disastrous happenings.

It seems
whiskers could be brush
and fruit bearing trees,
aw my facial orchard at sunrise
being touched by the sky.

And then she kissed me
with the kind of softness
that raises green
into grass with
her fingers all lost in my chest hair.

Aw
how I smile at her
as if she’s a cool running river
watering my roots
as I hang over her edges.

Lying here with her, how we grow a forest
my chest, my face, her lunar moon blanket spreading open
keeping us warm,
the night shoots up into blackness
and rewinds back down to us
after being kissed
by the sun.

skyeriverwinter

chadwick wrote:

My hair
the electrical journey
across my skull, the curled ends.

The ends
are torches
bringing in madness
and disastrous happenings.

It seems
whiskers could be brush
and fruit bearing trees,
aw my facial orchard at sunrise
being touched by the sky.

And then she kissed me
with the kind of softness
that raises green
into grass with
her fingers all lost in my chest hair.

Aw
how I smile at her
as if she’s a cool running river
watering my roots
as I hang over her edges.

Lying here with her, how we grow a forest
my chest, my face, her lunar moon blanket spreading open
keeping us warm,
the night shoots up into blackness
and rewinds back down to us
after being kissed
by the sun.

BEAUTIFUL!!!!

chadwick

skyeriverwinter wrote:

chadwick wrote:

My hair
the electrical journey
across my skull, the curled ends.

The ends
are torches
bringing in madness
and disastrous happenings.

It seems
whiskers could be brush
and fruit bearing trees,
aw my facial orchard at sunrise
being touched by the sky.

And then she kissed me
with the kind of softness
that raises green
into grass with
her fingers all lost in my chest hair.

Aw
how I smile at her
as if she’s a cool running river
watering my roots
as I hang over her edges.

Lying here with her, how we grow a forest
my chest, my face, her lunar moon blanket spreading open
keeping us warm,
the night shoots up into blackness
and rewinds back down to us
after being kissed
by the sun.

BEAUTIFUL!!!!

thank you
just havin fun with some kind of bullshit writing and van halen all cranked up inside my speakers.