All secrets become deep. All secrets become dark. That’s in the nature of secrets.
Yes I will, when the right one comes along. 😉
All of us have life altering events that change us in a way that can never take us back to the person we once were.
Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.”
The soul conceives, the mind creates, the body experiences. The circle is complete.”
Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.
Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep silence.
It’s not so important who starts the game but who finishes it.
Ideologies separate us. Dreams and anguish bring us together.
Meet Lexi my sweet little girl. I’ve missed Michael so much and so has Gabriel. Lexi is tiny 1.8 lbs and she won’t get any bigger than 4 lbs. I need to get her a female friend closer to her size. Gabriel is 5.8 lbs. the heartbeat is soothing to puppies and my cleavage is welcoming her lol.
“The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.”
A great deal of talent is lost to the world for want of a little courage. Every day sends to their graves obscure men whose timidity prevented them from making a first effort.
When is the last time you felt complete, totally and unequivocally complete? Im talking from above your head and below your feet? You know that feeling, the feeling that absorbs your entire being and you are blown away with happiness.
You drive down the street and a smile comes across your face and it just takes over your entire self. Things that bothered you before dont even grace your thoughts and you cannot wait until the next time you hear their voice, feel their body.
You are over taken by this person and its the best damn feeling in the world. There voice is deep and seductive and you so enjoy how you are just struck by their vocabulary. You have accepted long ago that this person is full of intrigue and no mental light weight in the least.
But feeling complete is not part of your life currently as you go on familia vacations and celebrate birthdays you smile, yes you smile but you were trained long ago how to pretend and you let no one see the real you.
Little do you know your significant other is faking it hoping to make it. Yep, they are hoping that you will want to stay and work on your relationship but they already know the truth, you dont and you will walk out the door never to return.
When you went back home the sex was more available and your partner does more to please you but it is short lived. The sex dwindles rather quickly but your spouse makes it look like the two of you are mad about each other.
You start to reach out to that special person that occupies your mind, the person that excites you, stimulates you, makes you laugh and makes you feel complete. Yes, they fill you up and you wish you were face to face, kissing her and the smell of their cologne, shampoo excites you.
So what do you do? Do you continue to live your life for others or are you finally going to take the plunge and meet the “mysterious one”? You have lived a rich life, traveled often, eaten the finest of foods and drank of the finest of wines. You’ve had your share of sexual encounters, some satisfying and some not so much.
You have loved, procreated and your name is stamped in the history books. But what now? Do you continue to fake your happiness or are you going to make the change you know you need to make?
We grow old so quick so feeling complete is something all of us need and should strive for. Everyone deserves to be happy, I mean that type of happiness that makes our cheeks hurt from smiling so much and all we can think about is the next time we are with that person, the person we are destined to be with.
Beyond the East the sunrise, beyond the West the sea,
And East and West the wanderlust that will not let me be;
It works in me like madness, dear, to bid me say good-by!
For the seas call and the stars call, and oh, the call of the sky!
I know not where the white road runs, nor what the blue hills are,
But man can have the sun for friend, and for his guide a star;
And there’s no end of voyaging when once the voice is heard,
For the river calls and the road calls, and oh, the call of a bird!
Yonder the long horizon lies, and there by night and day
The old ships draw to home again, the young ships sail away;
And come I may, but go I must, and if men ask you why,
You may put the blame on the stars and the sun and the white road and the sky!
There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.