Out of the dark, lightning.

Strikes so sudden you feel your heart skip. Mind spins. Pulse races to catch up to the thoughts running a mile a minute. Hard to beat the anticipate of meeting old friends seperated by time and circumstance.

Nothing scratches like your own finger

Wealth of knowledge in that one sentence. Think on it with me......




...but not to hard or your head might explode.


Wrote something today. Got a funny feeling something wacky is going to happen soon. Time will tell. Anyways on with the read.

Whispers on breezes
Memories in sails
Of Silken Possibilities
Of things that were
And things that could have been
Swirling with Righteous Indignation
Choices made on Half-Truths
And Half-Lies
Nestled in the Bosom
Of Change
Tickling at the Soft Underbelly
Of Heartstrings worn thin
Weary of Taunts
From Screaming Possibilities
And Singing Choices
And in the end
There is only one