Billy is god.
but so are you.

haven't talked to you in a while, how are you doing?

psychic, but I am glad that you wanted to be my friend. I love the Pumpkins too - obviously! Have you been to any shows?

I've been wanting to add you for a while, but then I took a break from the site. Thanks for accepting my request.

thanks for stopping by and looking at the blog, i always love new visitors, and isn't that the greatest pic? i just love it, so i knew it had to be at the top of the blog for everyone to see. if i find any other perfect ones like that i will be sure to post it there.
so how have you been lately? good i hope.

not much time today, so i have to cut it short, but have a great day and ttyl

I absolutely agree with you. That things just exist. Some times I think that is our biggest down fall. Reason. Fate and freedom are words that we try to use to sum up or give reason to life, the past and the future. But in reality all that exist is now. The past exist simply because its gone and a memory. The future exist simply because its yet to come.
But both are equally empty.

I also believe in angels. Ones that can’t be seen and the ones around us in our lives every day.
And the angels are the ones to blame for the beautiful disaster we call love. But the ones we fall in love with are angels too.
I think every one wants to feel like someone keeps a watchful eye over them.
(got my eye on you)
lol
Life is definitely determined. I like that word a lot it leaves choice. Back to fate, fate is a word that contradicts itself. Determined just means where ever you end up is …..the place you end up… wow I’m having trouble typing this. Hard to philosophize to a screen. with all that determined “fate” it still depends on the “coincidence” of choice. That’s what I’m trying to say. "determined fate depends on the coincedence of choice"
Your words are sparking splinters in to a wildfire.i hope mine are to?

You know I think the only true thing we know about life, is the fact that we just don’ t know. But sometimes I feel like our whole existence is a contradiction. Cursed/blessed with wondering minds which may never know the absolute truth. That’s why I attempt to keep my head out of the clouds. But every so often I poke my head above the clouds and stare into the star lit sky and I know life is beautiful, even to our worn, wonder filled, old age eyes.

& arctic my friend I love long comments
Sorry if I took long to reply
I felt your thoughts, thanks

I hope you enjoyed the poem. If it captured the feeling you had we indeed must feel similar
And of course, just know I wish the same for you. Fulfilled wished and dreams.

Your right about the old soul wonder. Its just the direction of which the wonder is spent. “young” souls seem to look at the big picture. Old souls begin on the details.. and take nothing for granite, which makes them the most affectionate souls. Old souls have acquired depth. Young souls are barely breaking the soil.

Just thoughts on your thoughts!


hope all is well

love

sunflowerdagger

The story saddens me
and disturbed fields of endless miles makes the road look long and old
i just lay in this coffin and i look up to the collection of stars
if life is so luminous
why does it linger in the gallows?
why is love perched on a shelf gathering dust?
Midnight: and my eyes show no desire to close
stuck in a transe of what seems like never ending thoughts
closed eyes adds another layer to the darkness
one more layer to fear
countless stitches to wounds that find no satisfaction in closing up
lust in fingertips, submerged in ice
finding no reason to attempt warmth in the fire
cold hands piercing through my numb stomach
drawing me back to an asylum of dedicated causes
Dawn: and the ending saddens me
staring back at numerous endeavours
realizing i haven't gotten far
compared to where i'd like to go
its finding the desire and forgetting about what I want.

Nice to meet you, pumpkin pal with a semi-similar name. How do you mean you don't know how to get to know people anymore? I think i understand just further the statement a bit. i think i'm the exact same way.
so a Young soul is full of wonder,... sometimes I'm full of wonder but its only engaged on a seperate level...eh hard to describe...i do get discouraged sometimes but thank the universe for music


hope your having a nice nite and beautiful day


pssssssh over

love
sunflower

We have similar names. I'm Chrystal. I'd don't know how it would be to have a young soul. Probably a fresh/ beautiful/naive outlook on life. Perhaps you feel like i do? Nine lives, In the tenth time living. Some weird force pulling you away but in the back of your head you know you must stay for love & life. Though sometimes your loosing at both? But i don't think there is a death of your soul. Just the seperation of your soul and body.
look at me rambling on


I seriously hope you are having an amazing day today!


smile

love

sunflower

i've had some one tell me that.
Old souls get frustrated some times because they understand more, without, sometimes even knowing.
I'm a stranger, we've so far only the pumpkins in common
but love life



talk to you later


*~sunflower

no attention to Meluska!

You ARE COOL!

love to you
me

.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E2snP7rGP6g

and You ARE light

I am sure that light has already returned to me in way of your happiness and friendship

May you have a BEAUTIFUL day today...

much love
me

don't know how i got here.....oh yeah, i read your comment under one of Billy's pics, and it lead me here..

anyway I read your blog, and i am sorry you cried and were so sad but know this, you have a BEAUTIFUL soul...and you have a purpose here...

I like your blogs, you have lots to offer....