And there was nothing left to chase. The rocks were faded with smoke and covered with silt.
Angels grieved and violins played.
There was magic. There was beauty. There was a lifetime of passion and craftsmanship….just like that it was gone.
Except the mason…who lifted a stone from the rubble. And a carpenter with a nail and a cypress. And a painter with a brush and a cloth. And a poet with a heart and a memory.
I have lied
I have manipulated
I’ve been drunk
Wasted and sedated
I’ve broken laws
And broken jaws
I’ve destroyed everything
That ever loved me
For that I can never atone
But gathered around the throne
I am free
All I have left is my story
Of a sad and wicked man
But maybe hearing it
Will help you join me
Sex is neither an obligation nor a tool for emotional reassurance. It is a mutually consented blending of souls. Forced it is ugly. It should never be a question or a point of contention…only a primal and temporary act of selflessness giving and love. If I have regrets…and I do…my greatest is the cheapening of beauty.
Don’t give yourself away. You can give your heart but keep your soul. You can give your body but keep your mind.
People leave. They die. They change their mind. Even people you trust.
Don’t let your emotions be controlled by the actions of another. Don’t be a slave.
If someone says they need room or freedom or space. If they need you to chill out and let them be angry and cool off. Trust them. Give them the room to be mad. The freedom to go their own way and the trust they will come back. You can’t control them or force them to work on your time frame.
Be neither wanting nor serving…just love. No one completes your life. It is yours. Be a happy place. Give freely. Pray hard. Trust.
and be you.
When you get lost or overbearing don’t depend on someone else to find or save you. Life is not a movie. Your life is your own. No one can be its purpose nor it’s salvation. Don’t look for answers in the eyes of another but reach deep down in to your own suffering and pull its root. Change what needs changing. Be purposeful and full of action. Be not long on words and quick fixes. If you believe in meant to be…accept meant to be and make sure it’s comfortable and brilliant when it happens.
It’s not fair for me to make your dreams come true. They are yours. Now, I’m going to make my dreams come true.
I hope someday we look into each others eyes after supper…I hope you are there. I hope you are strong enough to share them with me. I hope I am strong enough to let you have yours and secure enough to share mine.
Either way. I hope we each live our own.
When there is silence and black and sorrow
When there are chains and turmoil and brokenness
When the world tilts and sleep is dreamless and the morning sun shines like a curse
There is nothing to do but smile and shake the world and say “I’m cool as can be”
Valentine wolves II
(Valentine wolves I)
Next Valentine wolf set won’t be so raunchy, promise gheheh!