“Climbing as we fall, we dare to hold on to our fate”…

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Underneath his world…
Floating within inner space…

Trapped inside his mental box…
Struggling to stay awake…

His eyes so tired and heavy…
Nothing around makes sense…

Feels taken for granted…
And so wound up and tense…

Does he even fucking exist…
Would the universe even care…

If he just disappeared…
Is he even really there…

What is his life’s mission…
Where should he go next…

He’s really trying to focus…
But reality fights and rejects…

And disregards all reason…
All hope and all that’s real…

In the crazy world he lives in…
Where he begs, borrows and steals…

Things that are not his own…
Where he’s become the thief…

Like a magpie chasing Gold…
Getting high on such mischief…

And discovering his path…
That fate has cruelly mapped out…

Each day such an awakening…
With so much to think about…

And so many goddamn reasons…
To turn his back on this life…

Surrender to the demons…
That thrive upon his strife…

And mock his every move…
Each painstaking interaction…

Picking out his faults…
Looking for his reaction…

It’s so mentally draining…
How much more can he take…

Before he says “Enough”
Before he finally breaks…

But so little energy remains…
To put up any sort of fight

And run away from everything…
Through the tunnel, towards the light…

As he’s had enough of this world…
And feels a waste of space…

He needs to escape this mental box…
And vanish without a trace…

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“Without a scream, in the dead of night”…

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It’s as clear as purest Black…
And dark as sinful White…
Searching right into the day…
Looking left throughout the night…
It’s the only way to find it…
Wherever it may be…
The only way to feel inside…
But to never let them see…

It’s where you least expect it…
Where no life on Earth exists…
A memory you can’t explain…
Dark thoughts you must dismiss…
It demands you keep its secret….
A treasure chest of trust…
If it slips right through your fingers…
It’ll disappear like dead man’s dust…

It’s always in the beginning…
Yet the middle means so much more…
But when no one sees it coming…
The ending opens up a door…
It means the Sun is hiding…
When locked away inside…
Yet it is always shining…
Ensuring all your tears get dried…

Its eyes closed to the vision…
And minds blocked mentally…
Each heart afraid to beat in time…
Whilst falling accidentally…
Its playful spirit is unholy…
Any God would look away…
There will be no intervention…
No matter how much they all pray…

Because it’s now time just to listen…
And try to communicate…
Hear everything it has to say…
Before it’s much too late…
It’s as clear as purest White…
And as dark as sinful Black…
Just keep searching for the right…
One day you’ll claim it back…

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“Like a cheap distraction, for a new affair”…

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The tattooed blonde…
Know only as “Honey”…
A drunken crowd favourite…
Dances for their money…
She’s picture perfect…
6ft in Black high heels…
She’s slowly undressing…
And showing her appeal…

She’s holding onto the pole…
Thrusting her slender hips…
With sparking Green eyes…
And blood Red kissing lips…
Her erect pierced nipples…
Are designed to please…
Her leopard skin panties…
Simply just fucking tease…

As she slowly begins…
To reveal what’s underneath…
Her smooth hairless lips…
That are hidden beneath…
And she captivates them…
With a tantalising smile…
Holding her audience…
Who’ve travelled miles…

To simply gaze upon her…
And be held in her sway…
This forbidden temptress…
Always gets her way…
As she reels them in…
With each sexual pose…
They stand and cheer…
Trying to take sordid photos…

And after the show…
She’s eager to please…
One by one they line up…
And pay for a release…
But she’ll burn in Hell…
So the preachers say…
For sins of the flesh…
And her Demonic ways…

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Photo sourced from internet.

“Climbing as we fall, we dare to hold on to our fate”…

madnessbychriskoehler

~

Underneath his world…
Floating within inner space…

Trapped inside his mental box…
Struggling to stay awake…

His eyes so tired and heavy…
Nothing around makes sense…

Feels taken for granted…
And so wound up and tense…

Does he even fucking exist…
Would the universe even care…

If he just disappeared…
Is he even really there…

What is his life’s mission…
Where should he go next…

He really should try to focus…
But reality fights and rejects…

And disregards all reason…
All hope and all that’s real…

In the crazy world he lives in…
Where he begs, borrows and steals…

Things that are not his own…
Where he’s become the thief…

Like a magpie chasing Gold…
Getting high on such mischief…

And discovering his path…
That fate has cruelly mapped out…

Each day such an awakening…
With so much to think about…

And so many goddamn reasons…
To turn his back on this life…

Surrender to the demons…
That thrive upon his strife…

And mock his every move…
Each painstaking interaction…

They pick out all his faults…
And look for his reaction…

It’s so mentally draining…
How much more can he take…

Before he says “Enough”
Before he finally breaks…

But so little energy remains…
To put up any sort of fight

And run away from everything…
Through the tunnel, towards the light…

As he’s had enough of this world…
And he feels a waste of space…

He needs to escape his mental box…
And vanish without a trace…

~

“We may lose and we may win”…

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So, in the midst of a busy week that has thrown up more questions than answers on a personal matter, this blog was nominated for an award. Nominated twice actually, which really made me smile and was quite humbling.

It is not the first time; you may remember that previously, the lovely Nina from http://wordsthatflowlikewater.wordpress.com/2013/06/06/inspiring-the-very-inspiring-blogger-award/  Nominated this blog for the “Very Inspiring Blog” award – which was really nice of her.

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This achievement has now been followed up by both Richard from http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ and Christine from http://crissyb315.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ nominating this blog for the “Versatile blogger award”.  Which again, is really nice and I am truly humbled.

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Both these awards come with things that need to be done and I have to admit, I am pretty poor at these – however, the fact that these awards come from wordpress peers does mean a lot and whilst I have little of interest about myself to do any sort of list, I do feel the need to spread the word of others blogs.

The below are 10 blogs that I read and follow – and I would encourage you to try them out for size – these are just a snapshot as I follow a huge amount – so if your blog isn’t below, it is not reflection on you – more an opportunity.

Please leave a comment and let people know where they can find you – this could be an opportunity for all of us to build up our wordpress base? Not sure if this will even work, but don’t be shy – we all want to be read – even if we do not think what we produce is worth reading!

So, here is a snapshot in addition to the 3 above and in no order:

http://stevehi312.wordpress.com/

http://helenvalentina.com/

http://shakeyourtailfeathers.wordpress.com/

http://busymindthinking.com/

http://kwicksand.wordpress.com/

http://apurvakj.wordpress.com/

http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/

http://thedrugstorenotebook.co/

http://randomblurting.wordpress.com

https://morganlefaysblog.wordpress.com/

So, a song to leave this ramble – I watched an Eagles documentary last night and really enjoyed it, so have a few tunes floating round in my head – this one is a message for the weekend – “Take it easy” – no more words needed – well, unless you wish to comment!

Enjoy

“Without a scream, in the dead of night”…

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It’s as clear as purest Black…
And as dark as sinful White…
Searching right into the day…
Looking left all through the night…
It’s the only way to find it…
Wherever it may be…
The only way to feel inside…
But never let them see…

It’s where you least expect it…
Where no life on Earth exists…
A memory you can’t explain…
Dark thoughts you must dismiss…
It demands you keep its secret….
A treasure chest of trust…
If it slips right through your fingers…
It’ll disappear like dead man’s dust…

It’s always in the beginning…
Yet the middle means so much more…
But when no one sees it coming…
The ending opens up a door…
It means the Sun is hiding…
When locked away inside…
Yet it’s always shining…
Makes sure all your tears get dried…

Its eyes closed to the vision…
And minds blocked mentally…
Each heart afraid to beat in time…
Whilst falling accidentally…
Its playful spirit is unholy…
Any God would look away…
There will be no intervention…
No matter how much they all pray…

It’s now time just to listen…
And try to communicate…
Hear everything it has to say…
Before it’s much too late…
It’s as clear as purest White…
And as dark as sinful Black…
Just keep searching for the right…
One day you’ll claim it back…

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