A love song for Vanessa - from yet another fan

So friend,
You're the most consistent woman of my life -
(well, you know, not including my mom)
you are consistencies
idiosyncracies, exist
somehow you defy time

we change daily
I've seen you come and go
in and out your nose
(you made me a gift once)
jobs you have
people you've provoked
t'ward kindness
me too

We change hourly
Now I'm here
Soon you're not
And above all this I hear
"Cajole me" and all i feel is you
Your smell
Your smile
Your movements
The body you so comfortably dance within
Its all you
And I miss you
(yes, already).

So, my sister and chosen family,
I'm not going far
I could never
I remember now
the sweetness that is you
and I will savour it
Until next time.

a message from God

don't do it alone babe,
you don't have to
you've got your friends
don't forget about them
and you've got a fam
not everyone can say that
so don't do it alone
and don't forget
you've got something to do
somewhere you've gotta be
you've gotta run
but you're on your knees

Get up and quit the wait.

mosaic

I am going to learn to make stained glass and mosaics. this is my goal.

Return to Acceptance

Accepting the call. Back to the journey we return. Many snags along the way but really, just opportunities to learn and prepare for the remainder of the adventure.
so here we set off.

pro-etry?

So, a reflection on life doesn't yield much, unless you're willing to look at the little things, all the small stuff you sweated about and now think nothing of. a reflection of me yields something different every time, depending on when I last looked and what mood I'm in.
so , a world we see is basically a reflection of ourselves, inadequacies, gifts and faults.
I told you to play baseball
you told me to get fucked.

dreamspeak

I dreamt last night that I was asked where I lived and I actually didn't know. I kept trying to say places that weren't kelowna, and I couldn't for the life of me think of Kelowna. I finally spit it out upon waking up, even then it took me some time to remember.
the next dream, I stood at a corner of 2 streets where there was a sign resembling a highway sign. One street pointed to the trans canada. The other pointed to something else. Something red maybe? The street pointing to the Trans canada was called October 9. the other one was called October 12.