Soul sharing with the ones that call you Love as Sun light falls and Moon brightens all above.
I have thoughts on the tip of my tongue, expressions of deep feelings inside still to come.
Why isn’t the truth always more alluring than the lies, evading confrontation easy as looking in his or her eyes?
My heart’s been open but you won’t walk in, unless as proprietor I’m capable of throwing caution into the wind.
So hard to do when passions turbulence leaves you blinded.
It serves only your past fears, as of bad times you’re reminded.
I’ve failed well as been victorious, come close to fulfillment but not yet quite glorious.
Uproarious at times and with each mistake I make the best of it.
I’m defiant to a fault also laudable and really in need of a respite.
I’m a West kid with a global philosophically driven belief.
We all look relatively the same when you take a look at what’s beneath.
The masks we adorn shall forever be the other face they see but we can’t.
I’ll ask for three days more cleverly while I trace my footsteps through liberated Buddhist chant.
A light shines only when the clarity is established.
The force of wind carried secrets, silently triumphs when devotion is banished.
Living the life unbridled never reciprocating the kindness shown you.
Derive knowledge of self and give more to get the peace from within to shine through.
A lonely walk can lead toward your destiny as you reflect upon all you have to bequeath.
The phony talk about what they didn’t receive revealing their dreadful side of what’s beneath.

I'm well and thank you for asking MisKim323.
A Best Seller in the making no doubt!!!

The Center for Disease Control has issued a medical alert about a highly contagious, potentially dangerous virus that is transmitted orally, by hand, and even electronically.

This virus is called Weekly Overload Recreational Killer (WORK).

If you receive WORK from your boss, any of your colleagues or anyone else via any means whatsoever - DO NOT TOUCH IT!!! This virus will wipe out your private life entirely. If you should come into contact with WORK you should immediately leave the premises.

Take two good friends to the nearest liquor store and purchase one or both of the antidotes - Work Isolating Neutralizer Extract (WINE) and Bothersome Employer Elimination Rebooter (BEER). Take the antidote repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system.

The hailstorm of emotion can be so rewarding while we sift through our hearts desires.
So very passionate this writing, I enjoyed reading it several times now.

Thank you.

Thank you AngelLightfor the kind words, and you have to be gracious to even attempt enjoying life and bring peace to others.
Thank you for the recipe Tammy it was good, never thought to put butter in the mix
Hey pkd1220 at least the dream is still free


p.s.
Sorry for taking so long to reply but my computer was sick!
(swine flu I think)

So you know any good recipe's
Miss T?:

So wrapped up in financial hardships, lasting taste of struggle consumes your desire.
No fixed income as most are strapped too tight
and ready to jump out the frying pan into the fire.
Our domiciles foreclosed on at such an alarming rate the ordeal stings and yields painful drama.
Fast we travel down this path toward grief as we seek help from president Obama.

I haven’t seen my dining room table in months, just looking at it gives me the chills.
The reason being there isn’t a square inch of space that isn’t covered up by unpaid bills.
So many of us are stressed passed the point of returning, at padded walls we fix a blank stare.
Counting pennies tarnished by age and monetary decline that we hustle just for mere bus fare.

Sour apples if you ask me are to good a meal at this junction to pass by.
It’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed a culinary night on the town, hard to fill up on heavy sighs.
Unrelenting as this economic calamity is, we do find time for laughs.
Surrendering a moment in the heat of battle as we forgive those who against us trespass.

Mindful that ever changing tides of confusion embroidered shamelessly for personal gains.
Not the slightest care or concern toward the people who work tirelessly like a field horse lead by reins.
Giving everything you have is not rewarded as it once was in the past.
Now it seems truer than ever that nice folks finish dead last.

I refuse to change my ways though they hardly equate to being profitable.
My paycheck for working 5 ten hour days a week gives help that’s considered marginal.
I like others in my boat am very happy to even still be sea worthy.
Many of my friends and family are up that brown colored creek paddle-less, unsure what the next move should be.

Having thin pockets makes it very hard to not feel rather common.
No one I know has ever got the girl of their dreams fixing a bowl of hot Top Ramen.

Yeah Brah

Very nice of you to say Tanyaann and thank you as well 2KidsMom.

Thank you MzEm

Thank you all so much for the time taken to read my ramblings.
And no pkd1220 just a story, but I'm sure it has happened to someone at sometime.

Love is found when two need it the most,
but the trick's to notice before it gets really close.
It'll pass you right by, it works shifts in swings.
It's so easily spoiled by the simplest little things.

Could be the way he treats your friends or the songs you hate she sings!
Being bit by the bug has different effects on all living beings.
Some get drug through the mud for being innocent,
while neglect keeps their hearts reeling in malevolence.

Others deal with a lover that chooses to smother them in kisses,
I need yous, and I misses.
One tramps trash is another fools gold.
I've gambled with love but always had to fold.

Can I come in, baby it's cold outside?
I locked my keys in my car and I'm to drunk to drive.
So far as I can see in the future it's Mr. & Mrs. you and I.
Gestures of flirtation taken to a level much more high.

She slammed the door in my face sad no, goodnight and goodbye.
I slept under the truck until my head felt right.
Woke up in the morning with my skull feeling swole, my keys in hand staring up at cops on patrol.

I jumped to my feet and said, "Oh there they are" tried to play it off like I didn't just sleep under my car.
Then she walked out of the house and I started sweating bullets.
This could be a really nasty card if she decides to pull it.

To my surprise she said "About time you got here, you're so late I was getting worried dear".
The rollers moved along she winked and said you owe me.
Sometimes love can stink like really old rotten baloney.

Rehab

And As For U Darlin TxsGal3333


"May your days be filled with joy and pleasure,
intense love and some fantastic endeavor.
The marvel you bring to those who know you
shall return your hearts very desires and shine true.
Open new realms of ecstasy laced passion,
mingle with those Angel-eyes, you leave us dancing.
Hearts a flutter with a hummingbird’s impatience.
Nectar too sweet to resist the temptations".

AND THIS IS MINE and I QUOTE

Gifts of unique quality may have hidden
you in youth. As you get your grown-woman on,
my, my, what could be more proof? Beauty is nothing new 4U
and your value to this earth, is at an all time high revealing
more than any man's worth.

Thank you for coming to my defense ladies and for the record whoever kinda sort of attempted to accuse me of stealing someone's quote when I wrote "A quote 4 the day" well that was the name of the thread. When I post something that isn't original I usually put "cool but not mine". Sorry for the confusion if any.

"Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of sh1t."

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'

DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.

SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'

DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.

SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'

DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'

SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'

The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolity's.'

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think:

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

'Are you asleep, son?' He asked.

'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.

'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.'

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled.

'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.

'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.

If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours... But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for Sophie the

wonder-dog at Wal-Mart and was about to check out, when a woman behind me

asked me if I had a dog.

Well... Looking at the bag and realizing that it actually did say DOG

FOOD, in big bold letters. . . I was a little bit curious.

So . . . since I'm retired with little to do, on impulse, I told

her that no, I didn't have a dog. I was starting the Purina Diet again,

although I probably shouldn't because I had ended up in the hospital the

last time. But since I'd lost 50 pounds, before I awakened in the intensive

care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms, I

had decided to give it another try.

I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way

that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply

eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete,

so I was going to try it again and just be a little more careful this time. (I

have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now listening

and enthralled with my story.)



Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog
food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's butt and a car hit me.



I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was

laughing so hard, he fell.



Wal-Mart has now taken away my shopping privileges.

"I got this from my Mom by the way"

Alright ladies, it's that time of year once again!!! I think we need to be reminded of a few things. So my sisters, PLEASE, raise your big toes and repeat after me below...

The Open Toed Shoe Pledge
As a member of the Cute Girl Sisterhood, I pledge to follow the Rules when wearing sandals and other open-toe shoes:

I promise to always wear sandals that fit. My toes will not hang over and touch the ground, nor will my heels spill over the backs. And the sides and tops of my feet will not pudge out between the straps.

I will go polish-free or vow to keep the polish fresh, intact, and chip-free. I will not cheat and j us t touch up my big toe.

I will sand down any mounds of skin before they turn hard and yellow.

I will shave the hairs off my big toe.

I won't wear pantyhose even if my misinformed girlfriend, coworker, mother, sister tells me the toe seam really will stay under my toes if I tuck it there.

If a strap breaks, I won't duct-tape, pin, glue or tuck it back into place hoping it will stay put. I will get my shoe fixed or toss it.

I will not live in corn denial; rather I will lean on my good friend Dr. Scholl's if my feet need him.

I will resist the urge to buy jelly shoes at Payless for the low, low price of $4.99 even if my feet are small enough to fit into the kids' sizes. This is out of concern for my safety, and the safety of others. No one can walk properly when standing in a pool of sweat and I would hate to take someone down with me as I fall and break my ankle.

I will take my toe ring off toward the end of the day if my toes swell and begin to look like Vienna sausages.

I will be brutally honest with my girlfriend/sister/coworker when she asks me if her feet are too ugly to wear sandals. Someone has to tell her that her toes are as long as my fingers and no sandal makes creepy feet look good.

I will promise if I wear flip flops that I will ensure that they actually flip and flop, making the correct noise while walking, and I will swear NOT to slide or drag my feet while wearing them.

I will promise to go to my local nail salon at least once per season and have a real pedicure (they are about $25 or $35 and worth EVERY penny).

I will promise to throw away any white/off-white sandals that show signs of wear... nothing is tackier than dirty white sandals..