How to Disappear Completely.

Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening.

Appreciation.

"I, am thankful for you."
If sweeter words could have been said, may I be struck down at this moment.

In other news...
This summer marks the start of my enterprise. There are still pieces out of place, and connections that undoubtedly need to be established, but it's getting there. The delusion of grandeur, cough er.. concept, upcycling.

Upcycling: N. The practice of taking something that is disposable and transforming it into something of greater use and value.

Brilliant, no? Finally, something to look forward to. I've always been the self-sufficient type, and this only fuels my proverbial fire. This endeavor will not be instantly gratifying. I think I need that.

Land of the hummingbirds.

Fly with me darling,
come take my hand.
I'll tell you of stories,
the grandest of grand.

We'll fox-trot with dawn,
dew drops on our faces.
Cling tight to our dreams,
of far away places.

No one will see us,
for who'd ever dare,
to travel to a land,
that was never really there.

Altoids tin full of hardcore.

Keep your over the counter,
I need a prescription.
Something fast something quick,
to fuel this addiction.

Did I say addiction?
I meant disease.
I couldn't be the cause,
of symptoms like these.

No I couldn't have birthed it,
not nary a chance,
but I let secrets like blood,
now hand me a lance.

Xanax or Prozac,
I want something stronger.
Eight hour relief,
I need something longer.

Something to numb me,
like Ativan,
I think we can do better,
Yes, we surely can.

Put me to sleep,
with a tranquilizer.
We'll be dead before the morning
and no one will be the wiser.

Come on, Garby loves you!

Today, I am thankful for Drew bringing me a new book to read. I am also thankful it appears my oil has stopped leaking. and lastly, I am thankful for God.

This weak.

and I am going to pray for everyone who I encounter each day.

Expurgate.

There is something,
that lives within.
A tiny being
apart from myself.
It makes decisions
disregarding my opinions.
It gives the appearance
of conflict.
A deceptive duality.
It makes me question my motives.
I wish I could
tell it how I feel.
But I fear
it might wreak havoc.
It is a vengeful being.
I wish it would leave.
I can only hope.