The WordSmith's Mood

Paramore - Future

Heed these words..

*Read slowly, and multiple times, to fully receive the words.*

*Read slowly, and multiple times, to fully receive the words.*

*Read slowly,and multiple times, to fully receive the words.*

--- Another note of caution: if you aren't used to my layoutstyle in my recent blogs.. I will have completed works titled in italics, and end them with a series of 

"---". Treat everything else separated with a double-space, as an individual thought or piece, and not as part of the line(s) double-spaced before or after. ---

                May we sit down and chat for a little while? I, for one have much to say and would rather get it out now than later. You see, I have been pent-up, bottled, corked, for a long time. I feel like I am about to bust! So please, help a brother out and relieve some of my pressure.

Karma is real. I can see the future unfolding itself in front of me.

Whenever I find myself in a lesser pleasant situation than a moment ago, I know it to be the effect, from the cause of my poor decision. Ergo, when I give into a joyous, and prosperous state, where laughter and smiles consume me, I am being rewarded for my good duty. These mechanics are simple enough to understand; but to live within their constraints, with all of their inadvertent checks and balances, the inner workings tend to get lost in the routine of daily life. For a moment, let us think about the result of forever doing the right thing. Everything you do, each action, and each thought are to your best moral ability, every time. What would you be left with? The ultimate, most rewarding life you would ever have. I don't know about you, but the perfect life (whatever that happens to be) is the one I want to live. Taking the minor sacrifice of spending the try to do something right the first time around, is worth the wait, and saves you the hassle of the negative outcome(s) later. So next time you think of taking the easy route out, instead of the right road --- just know, Karma and all of its rewards, swing both ways.  

Ders - I have but one word, Justice. Right? Just, us. It is just us, on this planet Earth. We are alone. So, we need to trust each other.Trust, us. Rhymes. So you know that it is real. Which brings me to the question: Are we human?, or are we dancers? --- Gosh, I love Workaholics.

Stories

I come at you

With telling eyes

I take you back

To the past times

I love forever

In my old mind

I took the moment

To discover why

I never found out

Until this time,

That is why I had

To go through mine

Sharing brings lessons

Told to untwist ties

Remembering things

Growing us more pine

But we laugh it off

We figure..  learnt wise

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Present specific details

Through language we may express this Cosmic Soup Kitchen

For what it is, we may never know.

But of what I do, I see that, I should always try my best

 And I do, whenever I feel compelled enough to take the time to speak

Across filters, and over barriers

Around passageways, and hidden sides

Riding the lines of others

Is where you will find me tonight

I know a way to better make this worth my while

Dark Eyes - Indigo

I have come upon your face

In that expression you mould

You see me look of pleasure

Lips spread too wide to hold

Back the shining proof, behind your wet eyes

That I fill-in your holes, where your soul resides

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Devil you know we are right

Picking the trouble tonight

Too much sugar

Not enough love

You can run, but you'll just die tired

You only see the ground when you look down

Oh my wow

Where did you go?

Where did you go?

Where did you go?

Three rules to keeping a gal:

1) Look them in the eye and don't be shy

2) Always be a gentlemen

3) Make it good to them the first time, and they will know where to come the second

Oh, deepest of holes..

I lay to rest, quite spent

Where I am hold

Where am I hold?

My mind is an open cage

Where did you go?

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My random Xbox gamers' tag is Corkcoder43 - Who'd a'thunk?

Right Key

I was going to lie after his next retort

He had me pinned until he fell short

I was going to have to lie..

But He wouldn't go there

He gave up his right, and was taken fair

He said, "Lead the way, for I have died."

So, I lent him my left, and we said our goodbyes

To the world behind us, we only leave..

So come along, we will take you as be

To the beyond us, where we shall see

Our new frontier, where honesty is key

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I would like to perform myself

Look at the current

Six inches shy

The Three Bears

Papa Bear taught me the honey of the wood

He kept us warm fed from the char of the soot

He said,

You save what You can, in the moment You could

You man, find the calm within the good

And You breathe fire, when You know You should

Momma Bear kept me in the arms of the Lord

She taught me to keep safe behind old faith and glory

She said,

You find the ways to keep trucking towards

You son, hold the final clutched cord

And You find ways to not be bored

Teddy Bear kept me the most warm at night

He taught me hugs under the cradle light

He said,

You will be alright under Your starlit woods  

You boy, You love more than You ever think You should

And You save what all You know, to be right and good

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You will never understand yourself, until you listen to yourself

You must leave some things behind to bring yourself somewhere new

Let's not make it worse until it gets better

You know I tell you

But you won't listen

It's this one thing

The something you are missing

I find what I say

Sometimes to be true

While others

Only try to hurt you

Tide Breaker

I want her here before me

So that I may see it through her eyes

I know she tried to warn me

But I lost her in the tide

If only, if, I had given her more than I tried

Then maybe our love would still be alive

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I will be gone by then,

But I hope you get to go

We think easy

We speak slow

Still, mixed signals

Are all we know

Pot of Tea

Behold my wholesome worries, over a pot of hot tea

Steeping in my darkest grains, lie the bitter parts of me

Pouring out my bags tied, I find in the warming cup

That the sweet smelling green dye, is enough to cheer me up

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I'm a good mentor

If you've seen the things I can do

If I can tell you enough detail

You could see these places too

All I know, is what I know best. So I don't careless.

Well..I really don't know

I guess it goes to show

Leading Eyes

I enjoy writing the moment

Instead of living it for myself

Breathing is enough fun

Speaking with lead's help

I expose the blank paper

To what it will never feel

So that I may try to give it

What I never had instilled

Within these spoken lines

The attempt to recall my strife

So that I may pass the lesson on

To never get in the writer's life

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I hope you enjoyed. Please tell me what you think, more details the better. Have any comments/ critiques/complaints, let them be heard. I will do my best to get blogs out much more frequently from now on. Until nexttime, Taylor.

P.S. Having reread the blog, I know it is missing some things.My intention was to have more discussion and less poems in it, but I simply ran out of time. That being said, here is this one out and rolling, and I will start working on more of me simply talking/sharing thoughts. They can only get better from here. Good day to you.