Mystery is alluring!

Mystery is alluring! Lets try to keep this humorous!
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A couple people meet(let's not genderize this), they start to talk and get to know each other, they break the ice a bit! They start to like where things are going.
But then one of them!

Sticks their hand down behind them; and pull it back up, and smells it!
The other makes a face and feel very uncomfortable sitting there the rest of the night!
That alluring mystery is gone, by that one simple act.
Let's face it, that is unattractive!
If you have this bad habit, maybe you should pay closer attention what you might be doing instinctively without realizing it!

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You see a new flavor of chips on the shelf! Because you've never had them before, you want to try it!
You buy them, you get home, put on a movie, and then put one in your mouth.
HOT HOT HOT! They weren't kidding, they are burning your mouth and it feels like you are swallowing powdered fire! You start using water as if it is mouthwash just so you can taking the burning sensation away!
Okay, alright, this was me last week, I swear that the flavor "sounded" amazing. They were good, but HOT! Too hot and I love hot and spicy things.
Oh, "what kind" you ask?
"Flamin' Hot Nacho" Doritos!
Even hours later, my tongue feels like I burned it on hot coffee.








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They are still contacting me!

They are still contacting me, but from where I do not know!
Words that always stand out,
Words that stand out as if I am only hearing or reading between the lines...
A long time ago, I learned..."Don't take it personally!"
Why do I say that?
It happened elsewhere and not to me!
A name was spoken, and then I saw it in the news, or someone said it to me!

Why do I confess this?
I am unknown, you don't know who I am, or know me personally, and those who do know me personally, do not know what I am confessing!

What have I heard lately?
Stuff about suicide, this one has been going on a very long time!
People have gone missing, the proof is on the news or on someone's new status on my facebook news feed.
People crying they are innocent , yet they are not believed and then thrown away! (I have posted that in a past post or posts)
I start to fall asleep and hear a girl screaming at a man! "You can't treat me this way" Yeah, that's what they say.
Even just last night as I drift off to sleep, and young mans voice says, "I am going to rape you" and then he snickers!
Last Night I heard a man threatening to rip a people apart...I "feel" like it was directed towards a female!
This morning as I awake I heard "it's just like you're commiting suicide", I have no idea of what this is referring to, so by now maybe you can understand my frustration at this point in time!
I was told once I had a black hole, what does that even mean? I always wondered this since that moment!
There have always been references to Time Travel, and that "going back is too dangerous" yes I heard or read that too, it has been so long from this phrase I can't remember if I "heard" it or if I "read" it!
Yes, I do know I sound crazy, and that I seem strange or odd or maybe even creepy! It would be insane to assume I didn't know that!

I plan to come back in a day or so to connect and speak of what comes to me, but I fear it won't make any sense(as it never seems to until later on), because I feel each statement doesn't connect to each other most times.

So until then, I will hope you will wait patiently for my next post!
Farewell readers!!!!!!!!!!


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forgetfulness

Sometimes I get so busy I forget things at home,
Like my watch, my cell and sometimes even to brush my teeth,

Sometimes if I don't get enough sleep I forget what happened just days before,
Like what did I eat? Or if I had anything but coffee

Sometimes I forget to say thank you,
After someone has let me cut in front of them in line,

"Sometimes I forget about my blog,
And so I rush online," ;-)

Sometimes I forget my emails,
And log on only to find, over 100, that happens all the time!,

I used to forget appointments, But I started marking them all in my calender while still on the phone, or if it's on a paper from the mail,

Sometimes I forget to wash my feet,
Because I am in a hurry in the shower,

I wonder if anyone else has all these problems with forgetting, because I am tired often, of my forgetfulness!!!

Actions Against Distractions: Managing Your Scattered, Disorganized, and Forgetful Mind


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He's still trying to crack the code...

My eyes are open, and I'm feeling wide awake,
I can see now more, and please make no mistakes,
I know you still can't crack the code,
That is what I saw you say,
I know you have the file,
But I don't have it, so I just wont break,

Do you still think that you know me?
Do you think I'm still not that smart?
I may not hold much book knowledge,
But I do have other means,
Maybe a mental condition, that makes me see unseen,
Maybe just a fluke I hear from other people's dreams,

I'm not a witch I tell you,
It's so much more than that,
I hear many things,
But I wont elaborate to much on that,
I give messages to others,
I share my words,
But don't accuse me of scamming any,
As I ask nothing in return...

I don't use any candles,
My rocks just help me sleep,
They keep my dreams clearer,
They help keep them from dreaming things, that no one wants to hear...
My rocks are not drugs,
They are rather trinkets of sorts,
They can't be burned nor smoked, you can't put them in your nose to snort,
They are just pretty stones, of many colors you see,
They are only simple gems,
What kind of rocks are yours?

I have some happy moments, they come and they go,
I cherish those times, I carry them deep within my heart,
I write this live, I'm typing it right now.
My words wont always work for you,
Because you, like myself, have too much doubt.
My doubt though it can be heavy,
It's not so much as it was,
Because I see more happening,
It starting to clear some of that doubt.

You think I'll tell you the code?
Sorry I am not that naive,
I don't have the file,
You do, so why even bother trying to deceive?
Treat me like a joke,
I prove you to be a fool.
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Farewell Loves
Unknown Sender

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Thoughts and things that flow in and out of my mind.

I'm just throwing some words together, they might not make sense, and maybe they will.

If you don't love me, you don't love music,
If you hate me, you hate a lot of things,
Sometimes I look at you and wonder who I'm seeing,
Sometimes you don't look like you,
But sometimes I don't look like me,
Sometimes I wonder if your eyes are open,
Do you see me? The real me, I foolishly show...
Am I blind, as they say love can be?,
Who am I? Who are you? Who is anyone for that matter?,

I've heard many times, that everyone is as one, a part of themselves..
Do I believe this? I doubt. But I also believe, if that is comprehensible,
I'm only human, but I'm not normal,
I'm odd, strange, weird, random and unexplainable at times too.

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Always.....Silence. Speaks in volumes!

I don't want to cry, and you can't make me.
Your silent actions, use my words and thrown them at me.
Hurt me with so many things, and ways, and not a word needed be spoken.
You can't keep blaming an adult for what they did as a child. Can't you see they aren't the same?
I've been hurt by many, suffered enough karma to teach me many lessons.
And still, I put no blame on anyone, only on circumstance.
The part of me that believes you still care, I don't trust it anymore, because of your "WORDS".
My heart, soul, mind and body, need peace, needs for others to hear them crying for mercy.
Situations arise for some, when just children, and those are the times in life, one does not have a choice.
Rape, sexual abuse, psychical abuse, mental abuse... emotional abuse, verbal abuse, abuse caused by rumors.
Do you know what it's like to be called ugly as a small child?
Do you know what it feels like to be bullied in any way?
Do you know what it feels like to be called a joke by your partner?
Do you?

Do you know what it's like to be called so ugly that you're told that you should wear a bag on your head?
Do you know what it's like when those bullies get all their friends to gang up on you all at once and you're standing all alone and no one speaks up?

I've let these things go, they don't bother me anymore, but when someone says I don't know suffering, nor pain, nor love. What do you think runs through my head? I stay silent in those moments, because they don't know me at all!
There are people I wish I could forget, but I'd want them to forget me to, so that they couldn't bother me, as a person who doesn't remember or know them because the memory isn't there...so as if strangers. Just not to hurt nor bothered.

I've helped many people in this life time, without them ever knowing me personally, without them ever seeing me. Strangers. And maybe I saved some lives along the way, but I don't tell anyone, because I did it for them, and the part of me that knows I've helped in someway, is good enough. I don't brag about my good deeds, because I didn't do it to be noticed, I'd like not to be noticed.

Do you know what it's like to suffer after praying for others? Do you know such a pain? A misery that appears after I pray, pray good for others. I wonder if any have prayed for me? I don't care if they did. I'd never ask.

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