For Open Minds!

Religion is a placebo.
I realized this this morning. Religion, in my opinion, has no substance yet people use it because they believe it will help them. As a result of their belief, people tend to help themselves by believe something empty will help them. On a whim, I checked Dictionary.Com. Comment on your own opinion on religion.

pla·ce·bo
n. pl. pla·ce·bos or pla·ce·boes
1. A substance containing no medication and prescribed or given to reinforce a patient's expectation to get well.
1. b. An inactive substance or preparation used as a control in an experiment or test to determine the effectiveness of a medicinal drug.
2. Something of no intrinsic remedial value that is used to appease or reassure another.
3. (plä-chb) Roman Catholic Church. The service or office of vespers for the dead.

How is it I miss holding you in my arms
when I've yet to do it?
Some nights I can feel where you would be...
currled up with me...
But the space is empty,
and I'm alone.



Then I wrote:
I have held you in my arms, and I loved every breathing breath on my neck, It was your teeth in me I needed time to reflect.
I still reach over even now to touch you,
Only to realize, my touch has hurt you.
My space is also alone,
Almost insanily alone.
I would give anything, even my soul,
Only to be with you, to Love, trust and console.


I dont see anything wrong posting my own thoughts on another persons open LJ. After all,,,there are "reply" buttons on everyones post's. I also mean every word and I just hope she believes me, at least a little.

I have decided to organize a poetry anthology. Ever since I found lulu.com, I've wanted to publish some of my poetry, but I don't have enough to do a whole book, really, and I don't think it's strong enough to stand on its own anyway.

Anyway. It's going to be called 'Whispers Under the Moon'. I've created an organization/discussion board at Whispers Under the Moon. If anyone's interested, come over and take a look! :) Keep in mind, I just started this yesterday, so there isn't much there yet, lol.

Lonely.

Lonely days and lonely nights,
My eyes sheed a tear,
Not for the days ahead,
Its from the past I fear.

God yells in a screaming voice,
How did you get yourself here?
I have know idea what I've done,
To the people I Love dear.

The dark sky gets darker,
When I realize I need to take cover.
Then around, in my head, there is nothing brighter,
Something I finally discover.

Life is here and you are there,
Why not except that fact.
Butterflies fly, and lions eat,
Lives are lived on how they act.

Once I'm gone few will care,
Because I choose it to be that way.
I didnt mean for things to be like this,
My soul just seems to be astray.

The dark sky gets darker,
When I realize I need to take cover.
Then around, in my head, there is nothing brighter,
Something I finally discover

"Something Learned"

Lonely days and lonely nights,
My eyes shed a tear,
Not for the days ahead,
Its from the past I fear.

God yells in a screaming voice,
How did you get yourself here?
I have know idea what I've done,
To the people I Love dear.

The dark sky gets darker,
When I realize I need to take cover.
Then around, in my head, there is nothing brighter,
Something I finally discover.

Life is here and you are there,
Why not except that fact.
Butterflies fly, and lions eat,
Lives are lived on how they act.

Once I'm gone few will care,
Because I choose it to be that way.
I didnt mean for things to be like this,
My soul just seems to be astray.

The dark sky gets darker,
When I realize I need to take cover.
Then around, in my head, there is nothing brighter,
Something I finally discover.

Well you asked me if I'll forget my baby
I guess I will, someday, I don't like it
But I guess things happen that way
You ask me if I'll get along
I guess I will, some way, I don't like it
But I guess things happen that way.

God gave me that girl to lean on
Then He put me on my own
Heaven help me be a man
Have the strength to stand alone
I don't like it
But I guess things happen that way,
You asked me if I'll find another
I don't know, I can't say
I don't like it
But I guess things happen that way.


By The One and Only,
Johnny Cash.

Everyday feels like my heart has been cut out with a sharpened steel wedge from total disregard for a fello beings' right to non-violence. For someone I know is totaly disregarding me at the present time, when all I'm asking is to end things so I can at least understand and put my mind at ease. Instead this person is choosing to ignore the fact that every living thing on the planet has feels that makes them act certain ways. There are always reasons for anythings behavior. Being treated like you don't even exist after knowing someone for almost 4 years is a very good reason for that something to go off the deep end. Especially when love, children and family are all factors. I feel that totally disregarding the person's feelings because of a very bad mistake is not only unthoughtful,,,but very cruel,,especially when that person needs very much help,,,more than ever before. That person could very easily be considered running around optically challenged. Only because of so much turmoil in their head from being denied peace, when all it takes is a simple talk.

... well as close as I can get it anyway.  I was bored at work and stared thinking of the "politicly correct bedtime stories" book and decided to try it myself on a nursery rhyme so:

 

Three opticly chalanged rodents;

Three opticly chalanged rodents;

Observe how they've chosen to create motion;

Observe how they've chosen to create motion;

They chose simultaniously, for their own individual and equaly valid reasons, to move in a direction that brought them into the personal space of the lifepartner of a bio-comercialist, who separated their tails from the rest of their bodys without permision using a sharpened steel wedge used most often to carve living-impaired poultry.

Have you ever observed during your existance such a total disregard for a fellow beings' right to non-violence as the story of these three opticly chalanged rodents?

=D  =P

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Discuss. Posted elsewhere also.

i am different now, then i was in the past.
my shadow is sinking like quicksand hugging my feet.
Time goes by slow in the present, looked back on floats by fast.
I guess i didnt sink, i swam but whats the point to keep on swimming if nothing ever last.
Death is close we can all almost touch it.
Life,
it never even happend.