Showing posts with label Good Friend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Good Friend. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Sound the Conch!!




Some people are on a wavelength.
Right? Similar ones, wavelengths, that vibrate out into weird parts of the universe.
It is a blessing when you are open to these people and you actually meet one, or a few.
They are good to know.
They are the ones that will stay with you through this life and probably the next couple.
As long as you want to be around each other I mean.
They don't even need to be physically present.
The Universe can be a big place, so it wouldn't make sense to expect them to be around always.
That doesn't mean they don't have your back.

The hammer falls, the chord is struck, and out goes the vibrational call.
The conch is lifted to the mouth of an intergalactic messenger and...
Bhawoooohhh!

A friend said I was in her dream and there was mud and healing involved.
Did I feel any better today?
Well, shit, now that she mentioned it, yes I did.
I got all that sleep I was telling you guys about.
Coincidence?
Who cares!

I believe.
I believe.


Wednesday, October 10, 2012

One thing I know for sure.

Triple threat.

Edison Bulbs.

Fwoooosh!

A few years out and this will all seem so distant and weird. 
Know what I'm saying?
Yeah you do.

Perhaps a sound, or smell will bring you back to the moments that really stuck out.
But the things that stick out generally get rounded over with time anyways.
Sounds, smells and the like just become one far gone memory.

You probably won't even know why you are thinking the thoughts you think, in the future I mean.
You'll lose your focus for a second, and probably fuck it up whatever you are currently doing.
Just hope you aren't operating any heavy machinery.

Each day becomes hazier and blurrier as they fall away.
The next thing you know you are at some kitchen table looking at a lasagna, lovingly baked.
A couple of tears form in the corners of your eyes, and you think "how weird".

And then, just like that, you are in a chair maybe looking out a window.
Watching a Father and Son run past your window on their way to the park.
Trying their best to appreciate every single fucking second.

I love you guys.