2 Giants Kissing IN The Land Of Small Things (Fantasy)

I have no one to talk to now so I have decided my words to talk to you because you are somewhere here on earth (Aren’t you?)

No one really knows the process of how the Internet evolved to where it is now but certainly, it has given us the capacity to communicate in ways we probably never thought were possible a couple of years ago.

BUT, that is not what I want to talk about.

I want to talk about dreams in what part they play as it concerns a relationship broken or mended. I remember me and Miss X use to get these dreams all the time. Every time she dreamed, she would remember every detail of it. She always told me that there was a way for everyone to remember their dreams. Apparently, psychology and experts have come to an agreement you could. I have yet to know that formula. I always seem to remember bits and pieces, and so when someone was to ask me. I would make it up along the way where I forgot. I mean, they wouldn’t know the difference anyway, because it was MY dream. No one really likes hearing a good story, and then the storyteller stops and says. “Then..I don’t remember…”

People can deal with not remembering but they rather you add something for the sake of the story. Imagine going to a movie and right at the climax, it just stops. It’s the same feeling when watching one of your favorite shows, and the ‘TO BE CONTINUED…‘ Slaps your anticipation in the face. That sucks, but even more so; if it’s a real event you really have no clue on how to finish. That is when you start making some details up which make some type of sense. Nonetheless this morning, I remember large details from this dream. It’s speaking to me, and it makes my heart apprehensive. I remember I made a video called:

‘2 Giants Kissing In The Land Of Small Things’

This video best summarizes this dream. I made the video about a year ago, and the meaning makes sense now. I remember I heard the voice ‘2 Giants Kissing IN The Land Of Small Things’ while in my best friends car in New Orleans. It just came to me like that, so as inspiration so often does.I just went along with that voice. I wrote a little story about it and eventually, I made the video you see above.

Me and Miss X were like TWO BIG Giants kissing in the land of small things. When you think of that scenario that births out an equation of miniature or major chaos within romance! We were two large giants in our own respects and we were romantic. However, the setting was small. We were somewhat locked in a time that had to mean and where space had walls. I remember telling her – I want to be at a place where time has no meaning and space has no more walls. She always looked at us being at this place already, but it still seemed as if we were not there. In my opinion; it’s as if we wanted to believe we were there because we loved each other so. When you’re in love – imagination windows a picture of perfection or at least contentment in what is there. It windows so many elements that are not necessarily the mirror of what will be revealed.

In the dream, we met up in an exotic town, and she looked so beautiful to me. I held her and my heart sunk. We both cried and looked at each other with immense realizations that this was our final destination. I told her I love her, and she told me she loved me. We were on our way boarding a train, when her Father came, (kind of playing around with me as if he wanted to slap my hand, but then he shook his head and suckered punch me and started to laugh.) As we boarded the train it was only me and her together, and somehow our setting seemed maximized as if we could kiss in peace without the restrictions of small lands.

Immediately after this dream. I remained quiet for about an hour. Just reviewing all of this in my head. Upon reflex of this dream, I started to call her and expose my love and desire. But, I’ve been there and done that. If by any realization of reconciliation, it must be done face to face. In this digital age, it’s so easy to communicate; but it does not engage anything. Face to Face allows full emotion, and for details to paint themselves. When my money has grown in the fullness of time there lays the edge to make this land FIT for us. A place where we can come together in romance not be coming off the edge of small things. Being at a place that is shy to the motions of enlargement; which always seemed to embarrass us.

I haven’t visited any social sites pertaining to her name. Instagram being the exception as we share common friends, but I haven’t written to her in the solitude of my chants. Neither has she. I realize if the time and space will come, it will then be under the God-given ability of action. Writing this now has really welcomed me into peace. I feel so much better just reminiscing about the truth of my dreams. I hope all of you out there, can count the reflections of love in the summary of your desires. Don’t ever feel like a remote. You can program the destination you want to go. It often takes two, but before one is added  You can still pronounce ‘Mono Realities’. Sometimes in the solitude, you feel the haunt and taunt. Billy Holiday told the truth in this:

‘In My Solitude’

In my solitude, you haunt me

With reveries of days gone by

In my solitude, you taunt me
With memories that never die

I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
Nobody could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I’ll soon go mad

In my solitude
I’m praying
Dear Lord above
Send back my love”

When the world is sleeping, I hear the memories. When everyone is gone, and no one to talk to me. I do sit and stare..going mad! LOL. But I know the solitude days are only given when one loses focus on the motions of changing for a season. Prayer always keeps me in fellowship with my spirit and God. Say what you want about prayer; the reason we pray is to be intimate with the creator. I don’t pray out of just desperation. I’m not the one to look up to the sky when something is going wrong. I pray because of identification within the struggle. I have one to listen, and that one knows what it is I am going through. 

I’ll be OK, in fact, I am going to start working sometime soon. It’s been rough finding in employment being that its summer and 100+ degrees outside. It’s 107F’ now. Crazy! However, I will make my money and move out of these walls. The time is sooner than ever, especially considering the small occupations that have now been made available.  I won’t entertain the physicality or even the notion of a flirt; so many have done that before, but the planets which orbit around the sun have made their existence known by the looking into the telescope. Now we can see through the money and perseverance due to the eager want to leave. AND I will leave…AND You’re gonna See me!

Summarized Notion For Thought: I realize that the message I hear, are futuristic imaginations of reality. This is only for a little while, but in this land, I am a giant and my kiss is Mono. The chaos is only in the anticipation of arrival.Image

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It’s All Coming Back To Me

I would be remiss to settle in my memory without at least releasing some of the inhibitions of my mind. A break-up is one of the hardest things in life, it doesn’t matter how hard you ‘IMAGINE’ you could flirt or simply pass up those memories as things of the past they contain a special function that is systematic.

It’s almost as if those memories are understood clearly in random details of arranged positions of the past. You think about the smile, and you focus on the camera or how they understood you like no other. When you’re with that person, the only one you see is them. AND truthfully, after the break-up, all you see is them again. Because You miss them, you miss how they understood the things no one else understood. How they accepted you with flaws and all. They accepted the holes, wrinkles, and even the misunderstanding of you – WHY? Because They Loved you For You. You were the person that made the exception.

First Loves are printed in your heart. They serve as a reminder of reality and who wants that person to go? The more you squeeze something with a clothing of oil, the more it slips away from you.

It’s something you deal with until the process of healing reaches its climax. It’s only been for a few weeks. And I feel it all coming back to me! What comes next will soon be revealed. Celine Dion sang this song with such passion, and the lyrics just speak to me SO great! 🙂

It’s All Coming Back To Me

“There were nights when the wind was so cold
That my body froze in bed
If I just listened to it
Right outside the window

There were days when the sun was so cruel
That all the tears turned to dust
And I just knew my eyes were
Drying up forever

I finished crying in the instant that you left
And I can’t remember where or when or how
And I banished every memory you and I had ever made

But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That it’s all coming back to me
When I touch you like this
And I hold you like that
It’s so hard to believe but
It’s all coming back to me
(It’s all coming back, it’s all coming back to me now)

There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things I’d never do again
But then they’d always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow
Baby Baby

If I kiss you like this
And if you whisper like that
It was lost long ago
But it’s all coming back to me
If you want me like this
And if you need me like that
It was dead long ago
But it’s all coming back to me
It’s so hard to resist
And it’s all coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it’s all coming back to me now
But it’s all coming back

There were those empty threats and hollow lies
And whenever you tried to hurt me
I just hurt you even worse
And so much deeper

There were hours that just went on for days
When alone at last we’d count up all the chances
That were lost to us forever

But you were history with the slamming of the door
And I made myself so strong again somehow
And I never wasted any of my time on you since then

But if I touch you like this
And if you kiss me like that
It was so long ago
But it’s all coming back to me
If you touch me like this
And if I kiss you like that
It was gone with the wind
But it’s all coming back to me
(It’s all coming back, it’s all coming back to me now)

There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things we’d never do again
But then they’d always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than all your laws allow
Baby, Baby, Baby

When you touch me like this
And when you hold me like that
It was gone with the wind
But it’s all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
Then we see what we want to see
All coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it’s all coming back to me now

If you forgive me all this
If I forgive you all that
We forgive and forget
And it’s all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
We see just what we want to see
All coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall but it’s all coming back to me now

(It’s all coming back to me now)
And when you kiss me like this
(It’s all coming back to me now)
And when I touch you like that
(It’s all coming back to me now)
If you do it like this
(It’s all coming back to me now)
And if we…. “

Summarized Notion For Thought:

I know the power of ‘Forgiveness’ and this truly heals. When I think about the record of smiles, and tears. I realize they are much like rain. Destined to make the flowers grow; in the seasons where the garden blossoms and the colorful designs of flowers make for fashion. It is in this season the rain and shower all marry the reason to the tears.Image

Michael Jackson – IMPACT – 3 Years (1958-Eternity)

Here is to Michael Jackson the greatest of all times! It’s really hard to imagine it’s been 3 years! Michael Jackson is one of the biggest pieces of inspiration to ever walk the face of the earth for me! So much has already been already said by me and so many people of the universe. We call him *King* because he has established his throne without being anything other than humble and thankful to God for all he had. He characterized his expression in L.O.V.E. Look at his HIStory; Past, Present, and future; he still will be the myth behind the mystery.

Michael will continue to inspire and richly bless me with his talents. He has taught me the core passions of love to respect the universe and the earth, and he’s taught on a greater scale To L.O.V.E. one another!

Summarized Notion of Thought: “The magic, the wonder, the mystery, and the innocent of a child’s heart; are the seeds that will heal the world.” – Michael Jackson

 

Pronounced Symbolism.

I just finished watching, ‘The Kings Speech’ and I must say, I did not expect to enjoy this movie AS MUCH AS I DID! Maybe in the typical fashion, it was set forth in the trailer? BUT this movie truly enlightened me. It brought to light the difficulty of living with a ‘Speech impediment’. King George VI had struggled with pronunciation and it really led him into many disappointing frustrations! BUT it was the mastery of Dr. Lionel Logue which took him through these ‘Abnormal’ procedures which highly developed his speech in the course of his future speeches.

Just the Title alone…Leaves a play on words!

This had me to think about how ‘Hard’ it was for me to use proper pronunciation. I never had a speech impediment, but they were times where I really would be extremely particular in how I say things. I can remember now how hard it was for me to make videos because I would stammer or not say words correctly. Literally, I would create videos over and over just because ONE word was mumbled. I am very aware of my words, and I HATE to slur or mess up on a word. I think very clear before I talk, as I really appreciate the flow of pronunciation. I have realized this obsession creates a dysfunctional relationship with myself. As the days go on, I have learned to speak my mind in the heart of love. Not with a set-aside goal intended to please, but one which intends on bringing forth meaning because there is meaning.

This movie was a self-examination in my world because I am so very careful in how I say things and present myself as talking. I think about it often, but it’s better for me to just flow without the consideration of what to say. By thinking about what is said we often leave the natural flow it is created to follow through. I understand why this movie has been praised by critics! It detailed so profoundly, the power of words and what people think of you when you convey them.

It was also filled with humor and beautiful sentiments, that just made you smile. I kept rewinding it while watching it, as it kept me floored. The acting was SPOT ON and the executions were magnificent and historically accurate. I get the feeling that this will become one of my favorites in due time. It pulled me into thinking about so many pronunciations in life, and how a stammer of these words may not just be an indication of one’s troubled youth, etc… but of an apprehension to speak that which might ‘Offend’ one. Nevertheless, I am glad to realize Pronounced Symbolism which has become one of my main intrigues. Studying what symbols mean as they often are the ‘Joint’ to the text.

Summarized Notion For Thought: The thoughts of union often settle when the smallest indication of memory lands within the iceberg of the heart. The melting away of passions are within the atmosphere of H E A T and radiation. Words are only without a conveyance until the thought becomes fulfilled in the execution of a sentence often accompanied by a J O I N T.

Afforded Joy

I just finished “Jesus Among Other Gods” and I want to give you a taste of this food I have been reading: here are 7 quotes (One from each chapter) where it took me into a new motion of thought.

THESE ARE IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER OF REFERENCE….REMEMBER..THIS IS JUST A TASTE..LOL

#1 “Truth cannot be all-inclusive, Truth by definition excludes.”

#2 “In our human imagination, we so often perceive our heroes to be something larger than life. We exalt them in ways that do them a disservice. We make them to be almost plastic in our imaginations. And when they bleed or grow old or stumble, we either case them aside or find some way to perpetuate the myth. To Sustain this illusion in our minds. We build statues and erect monuments, and artists paint them with halo’s to establish their surreal personae. We convince ourselves that they are or were something essentially different from the rest of us.”

#3 ” One of the most startling things about life is that it does start with reason and end with faith. It starts in childhood with faith and is sustained either by reasoning through that faith or by blindly leaving the reason for faith unaddressed. The child’s mind has a very limited capacity to inform it of the reason for its trust, But whether she nestles on her mother;s shoulder, nurses at her mother;s breast, or runs into her father’s arms, she does so because of an implicit trust that those shoulders will bear her, that her food will sustain her, and that those arms will hold her. If over time that trust is tested, it will be the character of the parent that will either prove that trust wise or foolish. Faith is not the bereft of reason.

#4 ” Naturalism by its purpose engineers the displacement of the miracle and puts in its place explanations that defy reason.”

#5 “Who wants logic when the heart is broken?” At such a time we are looking for comfort, we want a painkiller”

#6 “Contradiction itself ought to be self-indicating. When it’s not, either truth or truthfulness has died”

#7 “You do not form a conclusion on the presence of a gardener by studying only one bush, there is much more.

Summarized Notion For Thought: The Sharpest Vibration seeks to place me into obliteration.But the intelligence of my faith will rise and stand above this resistance. I have authority and understanding. I am MORE than a conqueror!

The Consciousness Of Darkness

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Within the consciousness of darkness lies the deliveries of crude manifestations of evil and profane pronouncements.

Designers become uncomprehending as no positive patterns are being yielded.

What was trusted into this darkness sought inspiration from a slandering and ignorance of the light?

Without this light, the story and the script made no sense.

Given no structure to its void, there was simply an abyss of nothingness.

No meaning and sacred designs allowed this mindset to cast out everything it was originally given.

The offspring of this darkness lends a passion of imponderable abilities to wrong with a forgetful yet maintained caused.

The alien of the maximized desecration seeks to plant seeds in the hearts of all those moved in the parallel notion to the light.

In relative passions of abominable pursuits, the purveyors of sensual pleasures illustrated the very picture which taunted those in the light.

But by the calling out of one’s name, the fashion that was naked in confidence gained a sense of protection.

Fasteners and fabric met again to hide what was deemed private by the eating of the fruit.

Now here is the intelligence of the abyss, the place where rebellion authorizes the plea to challenge the script.

Freedom is now handed to the memory that is reminiscent of truth which stands true.

Summarized Notion For Thought: Evil is to life what contradiction is to reason. Now, this is the morning of your dynasty! Sleeping now only will awake you somehow!