Thursday, August 16, 2012

Double pad locked

I'm behind the iron door again. Rolling hills and peaks of hardship, sickness and insecurity. There has to be a way out..... There has to be a way to free this heart that rages against the constraints I've bound it with. How loathsome that I've beat my self into submission all these years.. But the price was paid and it was dear indeed.

So I lie and listen to the rich melodies that emanate from the needle that meets my vinyl ... I will float on the notes tonight. I will float and think and wonder how and why and what now...

Sunday, June 3, 2012

june 1st, Birthday Bash

Sadly no pictures today but today was good. Today was a gift of self revelation. I will not go into detail all the happenings of the day or rather night but barriers were broken. Maybe I only realized the barriers were capable of being broken but still it gave a little warmth and soothing to my heart. Thank you